Not So Bad After All | Eret Son Of Eret

6] You're Gonna Take Us To Drago EDITED

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Hiccup and his dragon swiftly took off after he and his father couldn't come to an agreement. "Cloudpounce, come!" The Platinum blonde Viking ordered to her massive night sky dragon. He swooped down, grabbing her like a hawk would its prey before tossing her back to his nape.

Mid-air, Stoick blocked her path, glaring, "You! Stay with the group. I will go after my soon. " He said firmly. Rava huffed since she was like a sister to him, not wanting to just leave him.

"But-"

"Now Rava." He snapped, cutting her words short.

She grumbled, returning to the group, growling to herself. Astrid and Rava exchanged glances once again, then gave a subtle nod to each other. Knowing damn well they aren't going to follow orders.

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After a couple of hours of flying, the gang landed on some nearby glaciers. It was Astrid and Rava's idea to wait for the chief's return, but it was taking too long.

She huffed, hanging off her Stormcutter's hooked wings. "Yknow what ... No! This isn't right." Astrid kept her eyes up in the air, searching for any sight of dragons. "Rava's right. I don't like it. They should've been back with Hiccup by now. "

Ruffnut wasn't paying too much attention to the task at hand, fondly adoring her prince charming, Eret. "I don't like it either. Eret son of Eret, was the man of my dreams." She said dreamily, "My everything!" She cried out.

Rava rolled her eyes along with Ruff's brother, "Honestly, Ruff, he's just another play boy. He isn't even special." Her two admirers looked crushed, mumbling about something like facial hair.

Rava hopped off her dragon's wing, pacing around while playing with one of her locs, "Drago could shot 'em down by now. What if they need our help? Then what? "

Stormfly's rider agreed, having this gut feeling to go. "We have to find them!" Snotlout groaned, mounting his dragon. "Hiccup knows what he's doing! We've been doing this Dragons vs Vikings gig for years. "

Fishlegs perked up, stammering out Stoick's orders, "W-wait what? Hold on now. Stoick said, " Rava snapped at the younger riders like a bossy older sister, about to take off.

"It doesn't matter what the hell he said if they have been captured. NOW COME ON!"

The other riders followed soon after realizing there was no way they could convince the two boar-headed women to stop. Rava put on her hood as the air got sharper and crisper, leading the others back to where Eret's ship was heading.

Fishlegs started questioning her plan, as this was rather a short-notice comeback. "How do we even plan on finding them?" Rava rolled her eyes, looking down at the water. "If we find Eret, we'll be able to locate Drago. That means Hiccup can be served to us on a silver platter. "

The others nodded while Snotlout pointed at least five hundred meters in front of them, "There! Coming in hot!" The others soon spotted them while Rava lifted her hand to put the gang to a halt. "Astrid, do whatever you can to milk out information out of him."

A sly smirk crept across her face, giving a firm nod. When the gang got close, Eret was screaming at his crew, so upset over not being able to fill their quota.

"WE HAVE NO WHERE TO GO, NOTHING TO SELL, AND NO HEADS TO CALL OUR OWN! IF WE DONT TURN UP WITH DRAGONS AND FAST-"

Once close enough to Captain Eret's ship, Astrid and her dragon swooped down, snatching him up. Astrid taunted him, cackling, "Careful what you wish for!"