Their Life

Introductions

(At the Palza)

Stoick took in a deep breath as he sat on his seat at seeing his son get nearly burned by an attack from the dragon. He looked on the other side at seeing several Nightmars looking a bit skittish. None of them seem like they do when attacking Berk, right now the dragons eyes were not slits unlike they are in raid or as aggravated as they look in them. At seeing the expression of the creatures he remembered his wife words once.

"There's got to be another way, Stoick." Valka, his wife said while she was pregnant. "We are already losing the war, we need to look for another way."

He remembers how she was taken from him by that forsaken dragon, but he would not let his son be harmed by any of them dragons. He glared at the dragons that were standing on the other side of the plaza.

"Wow!" Tuffnut said as he looked towards Hiccup who was looking at the screen. "You've got a great luck, to be attacked by a Monstrous Nightmare at just opening your door." Hiccup on the other hand just smiled in his direction.

"Hey, you guys can talk later." Orme interrupted as he looked towards the teens. "I want to watch the movie." He was swatted by his sister who was sitting with him, he then passed his bowl to Hiccup who was sitting below him. Hiccup on the other hand looked confused at the notion. "Take a fistful of it and eat it while watching the movie." He said as the teen reluctantly took a fistful of it and began munching on it as a bliss look appeared on his face. It was delicious, what ever this popcorn he was eating was way too delicious than the food his father or Gobber or anyone in the village makes. The combined population of vikings and looked back at the wall screen as the pictures began to move again.

The view changes to that of outside where vikings and dragons both are battling to get the sheeps, vikings trying to keep their livestock safe and the dragons trying to get as much as they can. Some of the  viking even jump at the flying dragons as one jumps after the Nadder which had a sheep, while another was on the face of the gronckle which he kept on beating on with his mace.

"You do know that a Gronckle has armour twenty." Fishlegs says to the vikings in the back who looked way to confused to actually understand his words. "Oh who am I asking, of course you don't."

"Most people would leave. Not us. We are vikings. We have........stubbornness issues."

The comment made both vikings and the dragons laugh out in surprise while looking at the scene.

"And you don't." Gobber spoke up.

"Listen to my words, meathead." Hiccup shot back. "I said we....what now I am not included in we!"

"Well you are not the most tradition viking are ye." Gobber said in a straight tone.

"Hey."

"Movie, people!!" Orme interrupted the words as he looked at the upcoming argument that could easily escalate with Mildew and Snotlout standing up.

The views changes to Hiccup running out of the house as his house was on fire. He turned to look back at his house which was blackened at the front as the rest of the frame begins to get burned by the remaining flames, with a smile on his face as he casually runs towards the mayhem.

"Hiccup!!" Stoick stood up in shock as his eyes turn to look at his wayward son who was running into the fray. "What are you doing out?" He asks while looking at the screen which the man, Orme paused while rubbing his head, in frustration as the little girl rubbed his shoulder. The dragons looked shocked at the father who probably told his hatchling to stay inside a burning house.