Well I'll be damned.
Vikings.
Actual living, breathing, and (unsurprisingly) smelly Vikings.
Yes, the ones who wore spiky helmets and rarely showers.
Are right in front of my eyes.
"Well since the lass is awake, why don't we discuss about yer...unexpected appearance at the Meade Hall?"
Yup, the amount of pinching myself on the cheek and arms tells me this is reality.
In other words, I'm fucked.
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Or, a fellow reader got transported to 'How To Train Your Dragon' world and doesn't know how in Gods name she got there. And of course, shenanigans ensues.
(𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘮 <3.)
(𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦.)
(𝘈𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘖3.)
(𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓-𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒, 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 ♡. 𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 💀.)
ᯐ 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏
( 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽 )
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❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓?❞
❝ 𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓? 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓.❞
𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵- Two young and unbelievably scrawny teenagers have the courage to prove to their village and fathers that they are indeed, blood thirsty, dragon killing Vikings, only to end up befriending two of the most dangerous beasts to have ever lived. ➶-͙˚ ༘✶
( 𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙲𝚄𝙿 𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙳𝙾𝙲𝙺 𝚇 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙴𝚁 )
( @𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 )
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