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I created this animation to go along with my short HTTYD summer play by the same name.

Here are the links to the complete play if you would like to read it and have some laughs:

Prologue: fav.me/d6f6za0
Part 1: fav.me/d6fbcyq
Part 2: fav.me/d6fglp5
Part 3: fav.me/d6fm6sl
Part 4: fav.me/d6fs2ee
Part 5: fav.me/d6g8fqi
Part 6: fav.me/d6gdvqo
Part 7 and Epilogue: fav.me/d6gj0jg

And if you haven't checked out Contraltissimo's Plastic Adventures, here's the linky: contraltissimo.deviantart.com/…

The following segment of the play coincides with the animation.

NARRATOR: Arriving back at his food stand, Hiccup places the chair with its cousins and picks up his apron from the ground. Just as he finishes tying the strings, Fishlegs strides up.

:”Hey, Fishlegs! How’s it goin’, buddy?!”
:”Ooo, not so good. Meatlug has been a bit under the weather lately ….. *whispers* It’s been too sunny.”
(nodding):”Oh, okay. Yeah, gotcha, she prefers the snow and ice.”
(twiddling fingers):”No, not really. She doesn’t like the snow and ice either.”
(raising eyebrows):”Oh? The rain, then. She must miss the months of rain we get here.”
:”No, she doesn’t like the rain either. She’s just rather …. *whispers* temperamental.”

NARRATOR: Hiccup rests an elbow on the counter and smiles.

(leaning on counter):”Look, bud, can I get you something to eat or drink? We have barrel meals now ---“
(shouting):”BARREL MEALS?!? I WANT A BARREL MEAL! WHAT COMES IN A BARREL MEAL?!”

NARRATOR: Overexcited, Fishlegs jumps and bumps into the stand, almost knocking it over. Hiccup pushes on the support beams to keep it from overturning.

:”Whoa, WHOA, there, Fishlegs! ---- Freya's Ghost, that was close! I need to secure this stand better!"

NARRATOR: Momentarily puzzling over how to anchor the food stand better, Hiccup returns his full attention to his guest.

:"Since we have like thousands of empty barrels lying around, I thought it would be novel to put a person’s meal in a barrel. And when they finish, they can turn in the barrel, and we can clean it out and use it again.”
(big eyes):”THAT. SOUNDS. AMAZING!!! I WANT ONE!”
(chuckling):”Okay, okay! I’ll fix you up a fried fish sandwich with a garnish of summer vegetables. You can go ahead and sit down at the table, and I’ll bring the food to you.”
(beaming):”THIS IS GOING TO BE SOOOOOOOOOOOOO EPIC!”

NARRATOR: As Fishlegs walks over to the table and sits down, Hiccup gets to work frying the fish.

:”I don’t know if this qualifies as ‘epic’ , but it will taste good ---“

NARRATOR: Hiccup trails off, a minor shiver running up his spine, as he rethinks the wisdom of placing Astrid in charge of a food stand.

(thinking):”I wonder if she actually COOKED for anyone.”

NARRATOR: Two things were certain in Hiccup’s mind: ONE -- he adored Astrid, and TWO -- if by some amazing stellar alignment they were ever able to marry, HE would do all of the cooking!

:”And that’s the truth, so help me Thor!”

NARRATOR: As the food sizzles on the grill, Hiccup turns his head toward his shoulder and takes the opportunity to make small talk with his customer.

:”Sooooooo …. how go things with Ruffnut?”
(long pause):”Ehh ……. rough.”
(flipping veg in the air):”Did you give her that legendary fruit I brought back for you from one of the islands?”
:”Welllllll ……”
(frowning):”Fishlegs, I went on that mission JUST to get you that fruit JUST so that you could give it to Ruffnut for her birthday. You didn’t eat it …. did you?”

NARRATOR: Fishlegs nervously twitters his fingers and taps his feet together as he carefully chooses what to reveal to Hiccup. At the same time, Hiccup reads into the awkward silence and draws in a deep breath.

(drops spatula):”Oh for Thor’s sake …. So I spent three days locating the legendary fruit island, two days navigating a gauntlet of dangers with Toothless to find a piece of the fruit that hadn’t rotted, and another two days traveling back against trade winds while being dive bombed by a crazy swarm of Monstrous Nightmares that wanted to steal the fruit ….. just so that you could eat it?!”
(flailing arms):”No! No! It wasn’t like that at all, *raising hand* viking’s honor!”
:”Fish, just tell me what happened.”

NARRATOR: Crawling under the picnic table and peering out from behind his chair, Fishlegs confesses.

:”Well, …. when you handed me the fruit, it smelled so sweet, I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t too ripe ….. so when I got home, I cut off a tiny sliver …. just to sample it to make sure that it wasn’t rotten … and it WASN’T rotten! In fact it was quite juicy and tasty …. though it had these little seeds in it ---“
(turning fish):”So that’s when you ate it?”
:”No. I put it on the living room table and turned around to stoke the fire pit, and when I turned back around, Meatlug was lying on the table!! And when I asked her what she did with the fruit, she just belched at me!“
:”JUMPIN’ THUNDERDRUMS, FISHLEGS!!!”
:”Are you mad at me?”
: " ........"

NARRATOR: Hiccup’s face shifts through a series of doleful expressions before finally easing into one of cheerful resolve.

(pulling out plate):”No, I’m not mad at you, Fishlegs. Disappointed by how everything turned out, YES. But ----- wait a second. What if ……. WHAT IF you invited Ruffnut to go on a hunt for one of those fruits?”
:”Like a ….. *voice sqeaks*…a date?”
:”No, no, more like a quest. It could be a chance for the two of you to get away and get to know each other better. You could fly on Meatlug, and she could take her dragon and ----”
:”But if she takes her dragon …. doesn’t that mean that her brother will come along, too?”
(grimacing):”Oh. Right. ----- *turns attention back to grill* Well, it’s just food for thought. And speaking of food, yours is ready!”

NARRATOR: Grinning, Hiccup places Fishlegs’ order at the bottom of a barrel and then waddles the huge container over to his hefty friend. With a grunt, Hiccup lifts the barrel onto the table and shuffles back behind the counter.

(thinking):”This might be one of my best ideas yet!”

NARRATOR: Even as Hiccup scoots back behind the counter of the beach food stand, Snotlout angrily stomps up. Pumping a fist, the returning visitor angrily demands,

:”WHO IS THE OWNER OF THIS STAND?! I WANT TO COMPLAIN!”

:”Oh joy ….”

NARRATOR: Hiccup briskly wipes his hands on his apron and tilts his head.

:”Yes, Snotlout? I'm the owner. What can I do for you?”
:”Your worker injured me!”
(gesturing) :”Oh? Astrid? Well, she’s not actually a worker per say --- And she hurts everybody.“
:”What kind of business is this?!”
:”Uh, it’s a summer job where I serve food and ---“
(pointing to stand):"You serve FOOD out of this dump? Who made this thing?! *kicks at wall* It looks like some old barn!"
:"Yes, I serve food here; it's NOT a dump; I'm the one who built it; and I'd appreciate it if you didn't kick at it."
:”You know; I should report you to your father! I bet the chief would be very unhappy to hear that his son hires people who intentionally insult and threaten customers!”

NARRATOR: As Hiccup listens to Snotlout's meandering tirade, Hiccup accidentally rests one of his hands on the hot grill and instantly retracts it with a howl.

:”EEEEEEEEEEEEE YOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”

NARRATOR: Terrified at the shout, Snotlout immediately raises his arms up in defense.

:”HEY MAN! HEY MAN! YOU DON’T HAVE TO YELL AND GET DEFENSIVE! I'M JUST TELLIN' YA WHAT HAPPENED THAT'S ALL!”

NARRATOR: Hiccup dunks his slightly-burned hand in a bucket of water under the counter and releases a long sigh before readdressing the complainer in a calm but firm voice.

:”Snotlout, if you’re talking about Astrid, she doesn’t work here.”
:”Well she did! She was here like .... a few minutes ago!”
(wiping his brow):”Uh ... well … she was just watching the place while I was ---“

NARRATOR: Abruptly, Snotlout’s expression changes, and his eyes take on a very distant, dazzled look.

(looking skyward):”It was like magic, Hiccup!”
:"Excuse me?"
:"Magic .... Astrid .... Me ...."
:”Magic? Astrid?”
:”She practically THREW HERSELF at me!”
(pointing):”Uh, usually Astrid throws AXES ….. and I saw her throwing LOTS OF STUFF at you when I was walking down the trail.”

NARRATOR: Snotlout clutches at his heart and spins around once as he sighs,

:”The poor, smitten dragoness! She couldn’t keep her hands off me! She just hated that I ran off without her!”

NARRATOR: Hiccup groans and rubs his face in agitation before adopting a no-nonsense countenance.

(matter-of-factly):”So let me get this straight. Astrid BEAT YOU UP ….. And now you want, what? …. FREE FOOD? AM I RIGHT?”
:”YES!”
(sighing):”FINE. HERE, I’ll make you a fish sandwich, and you can ---“
(smiling, holding up finger):”Make me TWO.”
(frowning):”Okay, I’ll make you TWO fish sandwiches ---“
:”And a drink.”
(mumbling):”And a drink.“

NARRATOR: Suddenly, a cry for help erupts from the eating area!

:”GREAT GRAVY, THAT SOUNDS LIKE FISHLEGS! I HOPE HE DIDN'T CHOKE ON A FISH BONE!”

NARRATOR: Dropping his cooking utensils, Hiccup races over to the eating area and finds Fishlegs rolling on the sand, the huge Barrel Meal stuck to his head and Toothless standing off to the side looking rather apologetic.

:”JUMPIN’ THUNDERDRUMS! WHAT’S HAPPENED HERE?!”

NARRATOR: Kneeling down, Hiccup helps Fishlegs remove the large barrel from his head.

(alarmed):”Fishlegs, are you okay?”
(melodramatic):”It was horrible! Just horrible!"
:"Did Snotlout do this to you?"
(hands on hips):"Hey now, fish bone, I was over here yelling at you, so how could I be over there picking on fish brains? Duh!"

NARRATOR: Though insincere, Hiccup agrees with Snotlout's logic as he helps Fishlegs to his feet.

:"Fishlegs, are you okay? Did you hurt anything?"
:"Only my stomach."
:"Oh no! What happened to your stomach?!"
(sniffling):"It's growling! It's still empty!"
(perplexed):"Huh?? Bud, you're not making sense."

NARRATOR: While Hiccup scrunches his face and scratches his head, Fishlegs recounts his mortifying experience with wide eyes.

(gesturing):"At first I saw a tasty, delectable meal, floating in space, calling out for me to eat it .... but the closer I got to it, the darker my world became ...."
(covering his face):"Oh for the love of ...."
:"AND THEN, an unseen phantom brushed past me, and all of the light of the sun was snuffed out in one fell swoop! And I was pulled down into a pit of eternal nothingness!!”

NARRATOR: Quickly realizing what had happened, Hiccup ruffles his hair while he shoots a lopsided grin at his customer.
(matter-of-factly):”Fishlegs, your head got stuck in a barrel.”
:”Oh??”
(pointing):"YES. THAT barrel; the one that held your meal, which is now scattered all over the place."
:"Oh .... .... so .... no eternal pit of darkness?"
:"Eh, no."
:"Oh!"

NARRATOR: While Hiccup lifts the offending barrel, he shoots a glance at Toothless, who is still standing close by looking rather sympathetic.

:”And I think that the mysterious phantom that knocked you over is standing right there …. (to Toothless) Isn't that right, bud?”

:”Hiccup, those barrel meals are DANGEROUS!”
(nodding):”Yeah, I’m definitely reconsidering my idea now. Is there something I can get you to eat?”
(dramatic):”No …. I’ll be fine …… I’ll just ….. wander aimlessly across the sand dunes in search of the meaning of life ….”
(chuckling):”Uh --- okay. You go do that, you philosopher, and when you get hungry or thirsty, just come back; and I’ll get you something.”

NARRATOR: As Fishlegs meanders off and Hiccup rolls the barrel back into his food stand, he notices for the first time that two sheep have shown up. He had not seen them approach nor to his memory had he ever seen sheep on the beach before. “Curious,” he thinks, noting that one follows after Fishlegs.

Meanwhile, Snotlout has grown even more impetuous at having to wait for his meal.

(obnoxiously):”What’s taking so long to get my food ready! I’m a very important Viking and have very important things to do!”
(cooking):”Hey, didn’t your dad put you on restriction?”
(stammering):”I – I – I don’t know what you’re talking about! You must have me confused with Thorston, Jr.”
:”No, I’m pretty sure it was you. Something about setting your dad’s boots on fire ….”
(nervous):”WHO? ME?”
(plating food):”That’s what I heard.”
(getting huffy):” *clears throat* Look! WHERE IS MY FOOD?! THIS HAS TO BE THE SLOWEST RESTAURANT ON THE BEACH!”
(chuckling):”It’s the ONLY restaurant on the beach.”
(balling up a fist):”MAYBE I SHOULD LEARN YOU HOW TO TREAT YOUR CUSTOMERS!”

NARRATOR: Although Hiccup is not in the least bit frightened by Snotlout’s threats anymore, he IS thoroughly baffled by what happens next! For right behind Snotlout, a lone sheep stands quietly on the stoop of the stand --- perhaps drawn there by the smell of fried fish or perhaps just seeking a relief from the sun.

However, Snotlout inadvertently steps on one of the sheep’s hooves as he yells at Hiccup, and the benign animal instantly goes berserk!

FIRST, the wooly dwarf knocks Snotlout to the ground. THEN it tramples all over the vikikng’s back in a vengeful dance!

:”OWWW! OWWWWWWW!!! CUT IT OUT!!!”

NARRATOR: THEN, the sheep latches onto Snotlout’s wrist brace and DRAGS the Viking away for further punishment!

(voice fading):”HICCUP! DON’T YOU go anywhere! I’ll be back for my food ….”

NARRATOR: With his hands on his hips, Hiccup takes a second look and then a third look at the viking being dragged off down the beach by a sheep.

(chuckling):”Well, I never ….. I’m just …… How do I even describe what just ----“

NARRATOR: But before the Viking can even fully process the event, Stormfly with Astrid astride races by, beelining for Snotlout, crashing through one of the tables and almost toppling over the little food stand!

Hiccup raises his arms in protest.

(shouting):”HEY! CAREFUL!! YOU COULD’VE KNOCKED OVER MY STAND!!”

NARRATOR: Her dragon trundling at break-neck speed for Snotlout, Astrid yells back at Hiccup,

(in the distance):”Sorry, Hiccup ….. I’ll come back and help later ….”

NARRATOR: Toothless’ ears perk up and the dragon bounds off after Stormfly.

(running off)
(cupping hands to mouth):”TOOTHLESS, DON’T BE GONE TOO LONG; I’LL NEED MORE BARRELS LATER!”

NARRATOR: Sighing, Hiccup, now alone, tightens his mouth into a sharp line and then saunters over to move the table back to its place. While he strains to reset the large table, two sheep randomly race into the food stand, jump up onto the counter and then down, bound onto the very table that Hiccup is trying to resettle, slide across the table’s slick surface and dart off down the beach.

Raising his arms once again in frustration, Hiccup shouts,

:”AWW, COME ON!! I’M TRYING TO DO SOMETHING GOOD OUT HERE! GIVE ME A BREAK!”

NARRATOR: Lowering his shoulders with a sigh, Hiccup wobbles back into his food stand and then notices that the crowd of Vikings playing bashyball near the surf has doubled. A smile glimmering across his face as an idea sprouts in his mind, Hiccup snatches up a hand-sized barrel, punches out the bottom with his metallic foot and draws the miniature barrel to his mouth. In as booming a voice as the little Viking can muster, he advertises,

:”NOW ANNOUNCING: BASHYBALL MEAL DEALS FOR THE HUNGRY VIKING! BUY A MEAL GET A FREE DRINK! BUY TWO MEALS, GET A THIRD HALF OFF! ONLY THE FRESHEST FISH AND VEGETABLES ON THE ISLAND! SO COME ON DOWN TO HICCUP’S BEACH FOOD STAND! GREAAAAAAT FOOD, GREAAAAAAT DRINK AT A GREAAAAAAAT PRICE!”

Prologue: fav.me/d6f6za0
Part 1: fav.me/d6fbcyq
Part 2: fav.me/d6fglp5
Part 3: fav.me/d6fm6sl
Part 4: fav.me/d6fs2ee
Part 5: fav.me/d6g8fqi
Part 6: fav.me/d6gdvqo
Part 7 and Epilogue: fav.me/d6gj0jg

~Master Rohan

Description
I created this animation to go along with my short HTTYD summer play by the same name.

Here are the links to the complete play if you would like to read it and have some laughs:

Prologue: fav.me/d6f6za0
Part 1: fav.me/d6fbcyq
Part 2: fav.me/d6fglp5
Part 3: fav.me/d6fm6sl
Part 4: fav.me/d6fs2ee
Part 5: fav.me/d6g8fqi
Part 6: fav.me/d6gdvqo
Part 7 and Epilogue: fav.me/d6gj0jg

And if you haven't checked out Contraltissimo's Plastic Adventures, here's the linky: contraltissimo.deviantart.com/…

The following segment of the play coincides with the animation.

NARRATOR: Arriving back at his food stand, Hiccup places the chair with its cousins and picks up his apron from the ground. Just as he finishes tying the strings, Fishlegs strides up.

:”Hey, Fishlegs! How’s it goin’, buddy?!”
:”Ooo, not so good. Meatlug has been a bit under the weather lately ….. *whispers* It’s been too sunny.”
(nodding):”Oh, okay. Yeah, gotcha, she prefers the snow and ice.”
(twiddling fingers):”No, not really. She doesn’t like the snow and ice either.”
(raising eyebrows):”Oh? The rain, then. She must miss the months of rain we get here.”
:”No, she doesn’t like the rain either. She’s just rather …. *whispers* temperamental.”

NARRATOR: Hiccup rests an elbow on the counter and smiles.

(leaning on counter):”Look, bud, can I get you something to eat or drink? We have barrel meals now ---“
(shouting):”BARREL MEALS?!? I WANT A BARREL MEAL! WHAT COMES IN A BARREL MEAL?!”

NARRATOR: Overexcited, Fishlegs jumps and bumps into the stand, almost knocking it over. Hiccup pushes on the support beams to keep it from overturning.

:”Whoa, WHOA, there, Fishlegs! ---- Freya's Ghost, that was close! I need to secure this stand better!"

NARRATOR: Momentarily puzzling over how to anchor the food stand better, Hiccup returns his full attention to his guest.

:"Since we have like thousands of empty barrels lying around, I thought it would be novel to put a person’s meal in a barrel. And when they finish, they can turn in the barrel, and we can clean it out and use it again.”
(big eyes):”THAT. SOUNDS. AMAZING!!! I WANT ONE!”
(chuckling):”Okay, okay! I’ll fix you up a fried fish sandwich with a garnish of summer vegetables. You can go ahead and sit down at the table, and I’ll bring the food to you.”
(beaming):”THIS IS GOING TO BE SOOOOOOOOOOOOO EPIC!”

NARRATOR: As Fishlegs walks over to the table and sits down, Hiccup gets to work frying the fish.

:”I don’t know if this qualifies as ‘epic’ , but it will taste good ---“

NARRATOR: Hiccup trails off, a minor shiver running up his spine, as he rethinks the wisdom of placing Astrid in charge of a food stand.

(thinking):”I wonder if she actually COOKED for anyone.”

NARRATOR: Two things were certain in Hiccup’s mind: ONE -- he adored Astrid, and TWO -- if by some amazing stellar alignment they were ever able to marry, HE would do all of the cooking!

:”And that’s the truth, so help me Thor!”

NARRATOR: As the food sizzles on the grill, Hiccup turns his head toward his shoulder and takes the opportunity to make small talk with his customer.

:”Sooooooo …. how go things with Ruffnut?”
(long pause):”Ehh ……. rough.”
(flipping veg in the air):”Did you give her that legendary fruit I brought back for you from one of the islands?”
:”Welllllll ……”
(frowning):”Fishlegs, I went on that mission JUST to get you that fruit JUST so that you could give it to Ruffnut for her birthday. You didn’t eat it …. did you?”

NARRATOR: Fishlegs nervously twitters his fingers and taps his feet together as he carefully chooses what to reveal to Hiccup. At the same time, Hiccup reads into the awkward silence and draws in a deep breath.

(drops spatula):”Oh for Thor’s sake …. So I spent three days locating the legendary fruit island, two days navigating a gauntlet of dangers with Toothless to find a piece of the fruit that hadn’t rotted, and another two days traveling back against trade winds while being dive bombed by a crazy swarm of Monstrous Nightmares that wanted to steal the fruit ….. just so that you could eat it?!”
(flailing arms):”No! No! It wasn’t like that at all, *raising hand* viking’s honor!”
:”Fish, just tell me what happened.”

NARRATOR: Crawling under the picnic table and peering out from behind his chair, Fishlegs confesses.

:”Well, …. when you handed me the fruit, it smelled so sweet, I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t too ripe ….. so when I got home, I cut off a tiny sliver …. just to sample it to make sure that it wasn’t rotten … and it WASN’T rotten! In fact it was quite juicy and tasty …. though it had these little seeds in it ---“
(turning fish):”So that’s when you ate it?”
:”No. I put it on the living room table and turned around to stoke the fire pit, and when I turned back around, Meatlug was lying on the table!! And when I asked her what she did with the fruit, she just belched at me!“
:”JUMPIN’ THUNDERDRUMS, FISHLEGS!!!”
:”Are you mad at me?”
: " ........"

NARRATOR: Hiccup’s face shifts through a series of doleful expressions before finally easing into one of cheerful resolve.

(pulling out plate):”No, I’m not mad at you, Fishlegs. Disappointed by how everything turned out, YES. But ----- wait a second. What if ……. WHAT IF you invited Ruffnut to go on a hunt for one of those fruits?”
:”Like a ….. *voice sqeaks*…a date?”
:”No, no, more like a quest. It could be a chance for the two of you to get away and get to know each other better. You could fly on Meatlug, and she could take her dragon and ----”
:”But if she takes her dragon …. doesn’t that mean that her brother will come along, too?”
(grimacing):”Oh. Right. ----- *turns attention back to grill* Well, it’s just food for thought. And speaking of food, yours is ready!”

NARRATOR: Grinning, Hiccup places Fishlegs’ order at the bottom of a barrel and then waddles the huge container over to his hefty friend. With a grunt, Hiccup lifts the barrel onto the table and shuffles back behind the counter.

(thinking):”This might be one of my best ideas yet!”

NARRATOR: Even as Hiccup scoots back behind the counter of the beach food stand, Snotlout angrily stomps up. Pumping a fist, the returning visitor angrily demands,

:”WHO IS THE OWNER OF THIS STAND?! I WANT TO COMPLAIN!”

:”Oh joy ….”

NARRATOR: Hiccup briskly wipes his hands on his apron and tilts his head.

:”Yes, Snotlout? I'm the owner. What can I do for you?”
:”Your worker injured me!”
(gesturing) :”Oh? Astrid? Well, she’s not actually a worker per say --- And she hurts everybody.“
:”What kind of business is this?!”
:”Uh, it’s a summer job where I serve food and ---“
(pointing to stand):"You serve FOOD out of this dump? Who made this thing?! *kicks at wall* It looks like some old barn!"
:"Yes, I serve food here; it's NOT a dump; I'm the one who built it; and I'd appreciate it if you didn't kick at it."
:”You know; I should report you to your father! I bet the chief would be very unhappy to hear that his son hires people who intentionally insult and threaten customers!”

NARRATOR: As Hiccup listens to Snotlout's meandering tirade, Hiccup accidentally rests one of his hands on the hot grill and instantly retracts it with a howl.

:”EEEEEEEEEEEEE YOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”

NARRATOR: Terrified at the shout, Snotlout immediately raises his arms up in defense.

:”HEY MAN! HEY MAN! YOU DON’T HAVE TO YELL AND GET DEFENSIVE! I'M JUST TELLIN' YA WHAT HAPPENED THAT'S ALL!”

NARRATOR: Hiccup dunks his slightly-burned hand in a bucket of water under the counter and releases a long sigh before readdressing the complainer in a calm but firm voice.

:”Snotlout, if you’re talking about Astrid, she doesn’t work here.”
:”Well she did! She was here like .... a few minutes ago!”
(wiping his brow):”Uh ... well … she was just watching the place while I was ---“

NARRATOR: Abruptly, Snotlout’s expression changes, and his eyes take on a very distant, dazzled look.

(looking skyward):”It was like magic, Hiccup!”
:"Excuse me?"
:"Magic .... Astrid .... Me ...."
:”Magic? Astrid?”
:”She practically THREW HERSELF at me!”
(pointing):”Uh, usually Astrid throws AXES ….. and I saw her throwing LOTS OF STUFF at you when I was walking down the trail.”

NARRATOR: Snotlout clutches at his heart and spins around once as he sighs,

:”The poor, smitten dragoness! She couldn’t keep her hands off me! She just hated that I ran off without her!”

NARRATOR: Hiccup groans and rubs his face in agitation before adopting a no-nonsense countenance.

(matter-of-factly):”So let me get this straight. Astrid BEAT YOU UP ….. And now you want, what? …. FREE FOOD? AM I RIGHT?”
:”YES!”
(sighing):”FINE. HERE, I’ll make you a fish sandwich, and you can ---“
(smiling, holding up finger):”Make me TWO.”
(frowning):”Okay, I’ll make you TWO fish sandwiches ---“
:”And a drink.”
(mumbling):”And a drink.“

NARRATOR: Suddenly, a cry for help erupts from the eating area!

:”GREAT GRAVY, THAT SOUNDS LIKE FISHLEGS! I HOPE HE DIDN'T CHOKE ON A FISH BONE!”

NARRATOR: Dropping his cooking utensils, Hiccup races over to the eating area and finds Fishlegs rolling on the sand, the huge Barrel Meal stuck to his head and Toothless standing off to the side looking rather apologetic.

:”JUMPIN’ THUNDERDRUMS! WHAT’S HAPPENED HERE?!”

NARRATOR: Kneeling down, Hiccup helps Fishlegs remove the large barrel from his head.

(alarmed):”Fishlegs, are you okay?”
(melodramatic):”It was horrible! Just horrible!"
:"Did Snotlout do this to you?"
(hands on hips):"Hey now, fish bone, I was over here yelling at you, so how could I be over there picking on fish brains? Duh!"

NARRATOR: Though insincere, Hiccup agrees with Snotlout's logic as he helps Fishlegs to his feet.

:"Fishlegs, are you okay? Did you hurt anything?"
:"Only my stomach."
:"Oh no! What happened to your stomach?!"
(sniffling):"It's growling! It's still empty!"
(perplexed):"Huh?? Bud, you're not making sense."

NARRATOR: While Hiccup scrunches his face and scratches his head, Fishlegs recounts his mortifying experience with wide eyes.

(gesturing):"At first I saw a tasty, delectable meal, floating in space, calling out for me to eat it .... but the closer I got to it, the darker my world became ...."
(covering his face):"Oh for the love of ...."
:"AND THEN, an unseen phantom brushed past me, and all of the light of the sun was snuffed out in one fell swoop! And I was pulled down into a pit of eternal nothingness!!”

NARRATOR: Quickly realizing what had happened, Hiccup ruffles his hair while he shoots a lopsided grin at his customer.
(matter-of-factly):”Fishlegs, your head got stuck in a barrel.”
:”Oh??”
(pointing):"YES. THAT barrel; the one that held your meal, which is now scattered all over the place."
:"Oh .... .... so .... no eternal pit of darkness?"
:"Eh, no."
:"Oh!"

NARRATOR: While Hiccup lifts the offending barrel, he shoots a glance at Toothless, who is still standing close by looking rather sympathetic.

:”And I think that the mysterious phantom that knocked you over is standing right there …. (to Toothless) Isn't that right, bud?”

:”Hiccup, those barrel meals are DANGEROUS!”
(nodding):”Yeah, I’m definitely reconsidering my idea now. Is there something I can get you to eat?”
(dramatic):”No …. I’ll be fine …… I’ll just ….. wander aimlessly across the sand dunes in search of the meaning of life ….”
(chuckling):”Uh --- okay. You go do that, you philosopher, and when you get hungry or thirsty, just come back; and I’ll get you something.”

NARRATOR: As Fishlegs meanders off and Hiccup rolls the barrel back into his food stand, he notices for the first time that two sheep have shown up. He had not seen them approach nor to his memory had he ever seen sheep on the beach before. “Curious,” he thinks, noting that one follows after Fishlegs.

Meanwhile, Snotlout has grown even more impetuous at having to wait for his meal.

(obnoxiously):”What’s taking so long to get my food ready! I’m a very important Viking and have very important things to do!”
(cooking):”Hey, didn’t your dad put you on restriction?”
(stammering):”I – I – I don’t know what you’re talking about! You must have me confused with Thorston, Jr.”
:”No, I’m pretty sure it was you. Something about setting your dad’s boots on fire ….”
(nervous):”WHO? ME?”
(plating food):”That’s what I heard.”
(getting huffy):” *clears throat* Look! WHERE IS MY FOOD?! THIS HAS TO BE THE SLOWEST RESTAURANT ON THE BEACH!”
(chuckling):”It’s the ONLY restaurant on the beach.”
(balling up a fist):”MAYBE I SHOULD LEARN YOU HOW TO TREAT YOUR CUSTOMERS!”

NARRATOR: Although Hiccup is not in the least bit frightened by Snotlout’s threats anymore, he IS thoroughly baffled by what happens next! For right behind Snotlout, a lone sheep stands quietly on the stoop of the stand --- perhaps drawn there by the smell of fried fish or perhaps just seeking a relief from the sun.

However, Snotlout inadvertently steps on one of the sheep’s hooves as he yells at Hiccup, and the benign animal instantly goes berserk!

FIRST, the wooly dwarf knocks Snotlout to the ground. THEN it tramples all over the vikikng’s back in a vengeful dance!

:”OWWW! OWWWWWWW!!! CUT IT OUT!!!”

NARRATOR: THEN, the sheep latches onto Snotlout’s wrist brace and DRAGS the Viking away for further punishment!

(voice fading):”HICCUP! DON’T YOU go anywhere! I’ll be back for my food ….”

NARRATOR: With his hands on his hips, Hiccup takes a second look and then a third look at the viking being dragged off down the beach by a sheep.

(chuckling):”Well, I never ….. I’m just …… How do I even describe what just ----“

NARRATOR: But before the Viking can even fully process the event, Stormfly with Astrid astride races by, beelining for Snotlout, crashing through one of the tables and almost toppling over the little food stand!

Hiccup raises his arms in protest.

(shouting):”HEY! CAREFUL!! YOU COULD’VE KNOCKED OVER MY STAND!!”

NARRATOR: Her dragon trundling at break-neck speed for Snotlout, Astrid yells back at Hiccup,

(in the distance):”Sorry, Hiccup ….. I’ll come back and help later ….”

NARRATOR: Toothless’ ears perk up and the dragon bounds off after Stormfly.

(running off)
(cupping hands to mouth):”TOOTHLESS, DON’T BE GONE TOO LONG; I’LL NEED MORE BARRELS LATER!”

NARRATOR: Sighing, Hiccup, now alone, tightens his mouth into a sharp line and then saunters over to move the table back to its place. While he strains to reset the large table, two sheep randomly race into the food stand, jump up onto the counter and then down, bound onto the very table that Hiccup is trying to resettle, slide across the table’s slick surface and dart off down the beach.

Raising his arms once again in frustration, Hiccup shouts,

:”AWW, COME ON!! I’M TRYING TO DO SOMETHING GOOD OUT HERE! GIVE ME A BREAK!”

NARRATOR: Lowering his shoulders with a sigh, Hiccup wobbles back into his food stand and then notices that the crowd of Vikings playing bashyball near the surf has doubled. A smile glimmering across his face as an idea sprouts in his mind, Hiccup snatches up a hand-sized barrel, punches out the bottom with his metallic foot and draws the miniature barrel to his mouth. In as booming a voice as the little Viking can muster, he advertises,

:”NOW ANNOUNCING: BASHYBALL MEAL DEALS FOR THE HUNGRY VIKING! BUY A MEAL GET A FREE DRINK! BUY TWO MEALS, GET A THIRD HALF OFF! ONLY THE FRESHEST FISH AND VEGETABLES ON THE ISLAND! SO COME ON DOWN TO HICCUP’S BEACH FOOD STAND! GREAAAAAAT FOOD, GREAAAAAAT DRINK AT A GREAAAAAAAT PRICE!”

Prologue: fav.me/d6f6za0
Part 1: fav.me/d6fbcyq
Part 2: fav.me/d6fglp5
Part 3: fav.me/d6fm6sl
Part 4: fav.me/d6fs2ee
Part 5: fav.me/d6g8fqi
Part 6: fav.me/d6gdvqo
Part 7 and Epilogue: fav.me/d6gj0jg

~Master Rohan