Merry Christmas and Happy new year!
*Alan voice over*
This is Berk, boasting the kind of balmy, fun-in-the-sun climate that will give you frostbite on your spleen. The one upside is our annual holiday. We call it Snoggletog. Why we chose such a stupid name remains a mystery. But with the war long over and dragons living among us, this year's Snoggletog promises to be one to remember.
*Back to normal*
Alan slept soundly in his bed, dreaming of him and Tin-Tin sitting on a cliff overlooking the sunset. just the two of them. Alan looks back at Tin-Tin and gazes into her beautiful yellow-green eyes (I have no idea what her eye colours are), he leans closer and just as his lips are about to touch her's he is suddenly jolted out of his dream by a loud banging sound coming from the roof and a dragon moaning. Alan covers himself with his blanket, hoping to shut the noise out and return to his blissful sleep, but the banging continues and so does the moaning.
"ALAN! WILL YOU PLEASE GO AND SHUT THAT DRAGON UP!" Scott yelled, and Alan reluctantly gets out of bed and puts on his helmet, although his family had accepted that he named his dragon after their deceased brother, it still brought some tension between them. Alan lumbered down the stairs and put on the fur vest that he left to warm up by the glowing coals from the fire the previous night, pausing to gently brush Gordon's helmet that sat upon the fireplace. It was a tradition in the Tracy hut to brush the helmet before they left for luck and so that Gordon's spirit will be with them, Alan opened the door and was welcomed by a blast of cold air, shivering slightly he walked to the side of the house and looked up to the rook where his dragon 'Gordon' stared at him.
"well good morning, Mr. bossy" Gordon made a gurgling sound with his throat and Alan mockingly mimicked him as Gordon climbed down "do you always have to wake me up this early to go flying~!" Alan metal foot suddenly slipped on the ice but luckily Gordon caught him in time and set him back on his two feet. "Stupid leg" he muttered kicking it, Gordon made a noise of concern "oh thanks bud, I'm ok. We can go flying now" Alan said and patted Gordon's face, but at that time Gordon let out a burp and Alan got a breath of his fishy breath "Eww, eww, what? Eww! Argh! Gordon!" Alan moaned playfully and saddled Gordon up. Soon they were soaring high above the clouds, alone. Just how they liked it. "Ok, let's see what you got today," Alan said and Gordon dived down, making the all familiar screeching sound and opened his wings just before they hit the water. They soon came upon some rock formations and Alan decided to try something "ok, you ready?" Alan then unhooked his leg closing Gordon's prosthetic tail, and he stood up. As Gordon flew towards the rock, he then lept up from the saddle, flying over the rock and landing back on Gordon's back and opening the tail once more "yes! Finally!" Alan cheered, after many failed attempts they had finally perfected it.
Meanwhile back on Berk, the Vikings were using their dragons to help put up decorations, Tin-Tin stood next to the giant tree in the centre of the square holding three shields, "ready girl?" she asked her Deadly Nadder Stormfly, who squawked in response and readied her spines. Tin-Tin threw the shields up and Stormfly launched her spines, attaching the shields to the tree. A young Viking wearing a dragon costumed ran up to Max and roared and Max responded with a loud playful roar, the child giggled and ran off with Max chasing after them.
"atta boy Max!" Fermat called from where he was attaching decorations to his house
"Odin's beard Taylor. Vikings and Dragons spending the winter holiday together!" Jeff said as he walked around the square, watching his fellow Vikings put up decorations. "What would our fathers say?"
They'll say that we've lost our minds!" Taylor cheerfully responded and Jeff stood in front of the large tree and addressed everyone
"Hahahahaha. Well done. Well done, all of you! I've never thought I'd live to see this day. Peace on the island of Berk. This will surely be the greatest holiday, we've ever seen!" everyone cheered along with their dragons when a loud screeching sound from above caught their attention. They looked up and saw hundreds of dragons all flying in the same direction
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Thunderbirds/HTTYD: Gift of the Nightfury
ActionSnoggletog has arrived in Berk and for the first time ever their celebrating it with their dragons! But when the dragons mysteriously vanish, can they still have a wonderful holiday?
