I Have My Ways

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"What the- I'm not dead!" I said, standing up as quick as a flash.

"Uuuuugh..." Snotlout groaned, finally waking up. Tuffnut turned back to me.

"Dude, it looked like you were in some type of trance! Like the one Gothi put great uncle Ord in for calling her a slow old lady!" Tuff said waving his hands through the air.

"Yea! He sat in the corner of his house for , what? , 2 weeks? When he woke up, he thought he was a terrible terror!" Ruffnut added.

"That idiot? He spent 3 days trying to lick his own eyeballs!" Snotlout rolled his eyes.

Seems Berk has not changed...

"She put him in an imitation trance?! I snorted.

"A what?" they all chorused.

"An imitation trance" I shrugged one shoulder, flicking at the blade of my dagger with my thumb.

"How do you know what an imitation trance is? Only elders know that type of stuff!" Astrid stared right into me with a hint of what I think was admiration.

Damn. For once in my life, Astrid Hofferson, my childhood crush, wasn't staring at me with pure loathing. She really has changed. I was now taller than her, she wore red instead of green and, was even prettier than before. Then I realized that they were still waiting for an answer.

I couldn't tell them Gothi was the one who taught me, because then they'd find out my identity. So, I came to the one simple conclusion.

"I have my ways. "

No-one found my answer that interesting, so they started talking among themselves.

I leant on the Ripr (This is a Norse term, in English it means the gunwale) of the ship and watched the waves splash against the wood. Had I made the right choice bringing Berkians back with me? I had taken pity on the ones who were never there for me. Gunvald was right, I'm to soft. But, there's no changing the past.

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