Author's Note

Hello readers, welcome to Book 2 of My Little Dragons series. For this books the setting will change from Equestria to the HTTYD universe (which may get this story banned but I feel that this crossover would be alot more productive than the other crossovers I've done).

Anyway, the adventures Aline and her dragon friends kick into high gear when they cross paths with the Vikings of Berk and the Archipeligo.

So without further addo! Let's dive right in!

Chapter 1: How to Start a Dragon Academy

In the Hidden World, the ancestral home of all dragons, lived the Dragon Alpha, Aline Rose. She was the granddaughter of the previous Alpha, her Grandmother, Scarlet Rose. Now she was given the responsibility of ruling all dragonkind and keeping the peace.

Recently, she had been informed of another world that could use her help to bring to towards peace and being the Alpha, she had to go and so her dragon friends; Star, Eclipse, Dart, Pouncer, Ruffrunner, Flystorm, Pheonix, Reignstorm, Mist and Spark, Whiplash, Nova, Twilight, Dawn, Viper, Striker, Stripes, Kamaari and Raya all headed out with their Alpha to a brand new world... the Barbaric Archipeligo...

'This is Berk.

For generations it was Viking against Dragon. The battles were ferocious…then one day, everything changed.

Hiccup and I Toothless and Stryka, and together we've shown people here that instead of fighting dragons, we can ride them, live with them…even train them.

Now, our adventures are limitless…'

We see two very special Night Furies flying across the skies of Berk. On their backs are two very special Dragon Riders.

The male Night Fury with one bright red prosthetic tail fin had a boy with auburn hair, freckles dusting his face, emerald green eyes and a metal and wood prosthetic left leg making him an equal to the majestic beast. The other Night Fury, a female with just one bright green eye and a black leather eye patch on the right side of her scaly face, had on her back a girl with hair as black as midnight and wore an eye patch over the right side of her face much like the great dragoness, her one violet eye shining as she and her companions flew about.

The names of the two Night Furies? Toothless and Stryka.

The names of the two Dragon Riders? Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III and Zenna Arrowhead Fiersome.

Together, the four of them were the perfect team…and they still are.

Now, we see them fly over to a sea stack where their friends and their dragons were waiting for them.

"Okay guys, Best Trick competition. Who's up first?" Hiccup asked the other four Dragon Riders.

"Uh…" Fishlegs Ingerman, a husky blond Viking with his sweet female Gronckle, Meatlug, piped up before Snotlout Jorgenson, a black haired bruiser of a boy with a stubborn male Monstrous Nightmare named Hookfang interrupted with, "Me!"

"Actually I think it's…" Fishlegs spoke up again.

"Me!" Snotlout once again butted in, making Zenna look at Hiccup and whisper, "Just let him go first…" in a somewhat irritated tone.

Finally Astrid Hofferson, a tough-as-nails blonde Viking shield maiden with a beautiful yet just as tough female Deadly Nadder called Stormfly exclaimed, "Sweet Baby Thor in a thunderstorm, GO!"

Snotlout smirked and got comfy on Hookfang. "Oh don't worry, we'll go. And when we go, Hookfang and I are gonna light the sky on-…" he managed to boast before Hookfang took off.

"-FIRE!" Snotlout screamed as his dragon began to go crazy with the tricks. Hookfang spiraled here and there, doing all sorts of insane acrobatics.

"Oh no!" Snotlout hollered as Hookfang then did one last aerial stunt…before diving into the water to chase after a school of fish.

"Brave stunt there, Hookfang." Zenna complimented the Stoker Class dragon as it came in for a landing, with a scared-out-of-his-wits Snotlout clinging onto his dragon's neck for dear life.

"I'm alive…? I'm alive!" Snotlout shouted in relief before looking at everyone's faces.

"Of course I am." He said quickly in an attempt to save what was left of his dignity.

"It's my turn!" Fishlegs said excitedly before looking at Meatlug.

"Ready, Meatlug? Here we go!" And with that, Meatlug lifted off the ground and proceeded to buzz around the sea stack at low speeds. For those two, that is considered a great trick. The others could only look at the slow moving duo with blank, bored expressions.

When Meatlug landed, Fishlegs grinned. "Yes! New personal best!" he praised Meatlug, giving her a hug which she returned with an affectionate lick.

Then the Thorston Twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, riding on their male Hideous Zippleback, Barf and Belch, began to argue…again.

"My turn!" Ruffnut insisted to which Tuffnut protested, "No, my turn!"

"Hideous Zippleback. Two heads, remember?" Zenna reminded them and Hiccup joined in with, "Guys, same dragon."

"Oh, right." Tuffnut chuckled before he and his sister went up into the air.

But as usual they began a new argument, this time in the sky riding their Zippleback.

"Go left!" Tuffnut ordered Belch while Ruffnut told Barf, "No, right!"

"Oh, here they go again!" Zenna face palmed as she watched the Twins and their dragon head straight for another sea stack.

"N-no, right!" Tuffnut yelped while Ruffnut hollered, "No, left!" making Barf and Belch even more confused, not to mention getting their necks tangled.

Finally the two-headed dragon decided to take matters into their own paws and tossed their Riders up into the air!

"Oh no! Whoa! This is awesome and scary! Ahhh!" Tuffnut screamed as they fell.

Good thing, Barf and Belch caught them! They took them both back to the sea stack, Ruffnut and Tuffnut both slumped against their dragon's necks.

"You two still alive?" Zenna questioned them, her violet eye showing concern as she peered at the Twins.

"We almost died…" Ruffnut straightened up along with her brother. "I know…go again?!" Tuffnut breathed out, looking at his sister excitedly.

"Hey! It's my turn." Astrid said before looking at Hiccup. "You might wanna take notes." She said with a smile before urging Stormfly, "Let's go!"

As she took off into the air, Zenna glanced at Hiccup. "Best to listen to your girl, Hicc." She giggled, a teasing grin on her face.

Hiccup just smiled as he watched Astrid and Stormfly perform their tricks.

"Okay, Stormfly tail flip!" Astrid commanded and Stormfly obeyed, her spiked tail dragging through the water.

"Now twirl!" Stormfly began to immediately twirl about in mid-air until Astrid called out, "Quick, upwards spiral!" and she flew up, spiraling through the air.

"Alright, Stormfly!" Astrid cheered, pumping her fist in the air. She and her Nadder then flew back down to the sea stack where they were greeted with cheers and praise.

Then Snotlut said, "Yeah, but can you do that without the dragon?" to which Astrid responded with a punch to his arm making Snotlout yelp, "Ow!"

With their friends now done with their tricks, Hiccup and Zenna were raring to go.

"It's finally our turn, girl. Let's show 'em what we've got." Zenna said to her female Night Fury, smiling. Stryka growled an excited growl. Like her Rider, she was ready to go flying.

"Looks like we've got our work cut out for us there, bud." Hiccup said to his male Night Fury. Toothless warbled in agreement.

Hiccup, Toothless, Zenna and Stryka then lifted off and began to power dive towards the water! Then at the last second, they pulled up! The force caused the water to tear up like a wave as they flew about, zigzagging around the sea stacks at blazing speeds!

But what do you expect? Toothless and Stryka are Night Furies.

Approaching a rock arch, Hiccup and Zenna looked at each other, nodded and prepared themselves. Once they were close enough, they leapt off their dragons backs and ran across the narrow stretch of rock, almost as if in slow motion, and then jumped back on their dragons once they were done flying under the arch.

Naturally the four of them won the Best Trick Competition, like they do every day.

In celebration, Toothless and Stryka fired out their plasma blasts to create an impromptu fireworks show, much to the delight of their friends.

"They're still the best." Astrid said, watching them as Hiccup, Toothless, Zenna and Stryka soared through the air.

"We did awesome, Stryka!" Zenna whooped, giving her dragon a gentle scratch behind her ear plate.

"Another win. Good job, bud." Hiccup praised Toothless who warbled happily.

Together, the four friends flew back to the village, their other friends shortly following them.

'Yep…Dragons.

Most people on Berk would say life here is better since we made peace with them.

Unfortunately, dragons are still, well, dragons…'

Later that afternoon, Hiccup and Zenna were walking around the village. Toothless and Stryka were allowed to do whatever they wanted to do since both Viking teens decided to let them have their free time.

It would've been a relaxing walk for Hiccup and Zenna…if the dragons hadn't been running wild in the village plaza.

"Let go off my food! Drop it, pesky dragon! Dragons!"

"Get off my roof, you pest!"

"Let go of that! These are my apples!"

"Give me back my dainties, dragon!"

The two best friends had to be careful to avoid any angry Viking villagers as well as rampaging dragons, all the while listening to the villagers' complaints.

"This walk hasn't turned out to be so relaxing…" Zenna mumbled, observing the chaos. Hiccup was about to say something when…

"Incoming!"

"Look out!"

"Dragon poo!"

Upon hearing those shouts, both Hiccup and Zenna looked up to see a flock of dragons fly overhead. It only took the duo three seconds to start backing away while the dragons answered the call of nature.

"Yikes! Hot dung, incoming!" Zenna yelped. "Ew, gross, gross, gross. Oh poop. Oh, that's disgusting." Hiccup grimaced as they quickly found shelter under the shield umbrellas of two one-handed Vikings.

One Viking, a brown haired one, had a hook for a hand and a regular horned helmet. The other, a blond haired Viking, also had a hook for a hand but instead of a helmet had a bucket on his head. Those two shield umbrella wielders are Bucket and Mulch, farmers and fishermen.

"Oh, hey. At least some people gave your 'shield-brella' idea a try, Hiccup." Zenna remarked, relieved to be out of the drop zone.

"Hey Mulch. Hey Bucket. Sorry about the, uh…" Hiccup greeted the two Vikings before wincing as he saw a villager get a face full of dragon poop.

"Every day at three. They're regular at least. A tip of the cap." Bucket commented. "Better then the days when it was 'kill or be killed'." Mulch shrugged, making Zenna look at him rather offended. In her and Hiccup's opinion, the before days of dragon killing were like living Helheim compared to these days of dragon-related chaos.

Realizing that he may have offended both kids, Mulch then said, "Hey, we've got some fish for those parents of yours. Bucket, give the kids the cods." Turning to Bucket.

Bucket then held up an empty and torn up sack, much to his and Mulch's confusion. "I ate it already? Did I enjoy it?" Bucket asked.

It was no secret that ever since he suffered a dragon attack to the head in a raid, Bucket had pretty much lost half of his brain. Due to that, he had to wear a bucket on his head to protect it from further damage and suffered from short-term memory loss which usually made him forget things that had even occurred just minutes ago.

Today was one of those days.

"Um, no, uh, actually Bucket…I'm afraid the, uh…" Hiccup managed to say before a small chirp alerted them to spotting a small Terrible Terror make off with the two fish, taking it to underneath a small awning where a flock of more Terrors flew into to feast.

"Well, at least the dragons are enjoying it." Zenna said, looking on the bright side of things.

Hiccup, on the other hand, could only manage a weak grin as he watched the chaos continue. And the chaos…let's just say it lasted all day until it was nighttime.

'Most of us here on Berk are willing to take the good with the bad. But there are those who will never accept the dragons and will do anything to drive them away…'

That night high up in the far side of the island stood an old house belonging to an even older Viking who was now asleep.

The old Viking is Mildew, the village grump and resident dragon hater of Berk.

Right now, his peaceful sleep was disturbed by the sound of rattling on his roof. Muttering, Mildew got out of bed and went outside. Looking up, he saw a Gronckle taking a snooze on his house's roof.

"Dragons, I should've known. Helps himself to my roof and my cabbage…" Mildew muttered, picking up a half-eaten cabbage head lying near his doorstep.

But that wasn't the only thing that got Mildew all riled up…

"My whole field! Gone!"

True enough, Mildew's entire farming field was destroyed, thanks to some Gronckles wanting a midnight snack.

"That tears it, Fungus." Mildew grumbled, putting on his helmet, taking up his staff and pet sheep, Fungus, before beginning the long walk towards the village.

The mornings in Berk are always busy. If a storm, freeze, invasion or war was coming, it was even busier.

On this particular morning, the villagers were preparing for an upcoming freeze. Heading the preparations is Stoick the Vast, Hiccup's father and mighty Chief of Berk. Assisting him is Gobber the Belch, the village blacksmith and Zenna's parents, Edgar and Henna Fiersome.

"Store the rest of it in the back, the fishing boats just came in with a big catch." Stoick ordered the workers.

Serpent and Serpentine, Edgar and Henna's maroon Hideous Zippleback who was now a lot bigger ever since Snoggletog months before, happily helped their master and mistress roll a barrel full of fish to the back of the village's food storage.

Mildew had finally arrived at the village and marched straight up to Hiccup's father shouting, "Stoick!"

"Oh, not this old grump again…" Zenna muttered under her breath. "Zenna, manners!" Henna scolded her but could not help but feel some slight dislike for the old man. "He is a grump, love. There's no wrong in pointing out what's true."

Mildew had once yelled at Zenna for trespassing when she had just been giving Stryka a tour of Berk back when she had woken up from her month long coma. Mildew had even threatened to cut off Stryka's head and mount it on his wall, which did not sit well for the young girl's mother and father when Zenna had decided to tattle on him.

Ever since then, Zenna's parents had advised their daughter and her dragon to stay away from Mildew's house as often as possible. And their slight dislike for the old man had turned into great dislike.

"Ah, here's Mildew with the complaint of the day." Gobber quipped upon seeing the sheep-toting villager.

"You picked a bad time, Mildew. I'm in the middle of storing food. The freeze is coming." Stoick told Mildew who merely huffed, "It's those dragons again. Those demons are not fit to live among civilized men."

"Demons? Civilized?" Edgar glared at the old man. "Says the one who threatened our daughter all those months ago." Henna muttered. Serpent and Serpentine hissed and protectively coiled their necks around Zenna who just rolled her eye at Mildew's complaint.

"Neither are you, Mildew. Why do you think we built your house so far outside of town?" Gobber said jokingly, making the Fiersome Family chuckle along with their dragons.

"Ah, very well, make your jokes. Meanwhile these dragons are in our village's cod! Turning people's houses into piles of rubble!" Mildew shouted accusingly, gesturing with his staff to the number of damaged carts and house around the village.

"Mildew's right!" one Viking exclaimed from atop the roof he was fixing, much to Hiccup and Zenna's chagrin.

"They even disturb an old man's rest. Can't you see these bags under me eyes?" Mildew questioned, pointing to his face while another Viking called out, "Go on, Mildew!"

"He's right, he's hideous." Gobber said upon inspecting Mildew's face. "Really hideous." Zenna added, making Hiccup smile a bit in amusement.

But Mildew wasn't finished ranting and raving yet. "These are wild and unpredictable beasts!" he exclaimed with another Viking agreeing with, "Right you are!"

At that, Hiccup and Zenna looked at each other worriedly. Sure the dragons were still a bit wild and plenty unpredictable but they weren't beasts! The two of them both saw the winged, fire-breathing reptiles as friends and equals.

Unlike Mildew, who was still sticking to the old ways. The guy really needed to broaden his perspective if he wanted to be not so much a grump…

"They even cracked this man's skull. Like an egg." Mildew went on, banging on Bucket's bucket for emphasis.

"Eggs? I like eggs! Scrambled! Over easy! Poached!" Bucket said, blissfully unaware of the uproar and now feeling hungry.

"You need to put those dragons in cages." Mildew demanded Stoick.

At the word 'cages', Serpent and Serpentine recoiled in horror and flinched when they heard a man say, "I agree!"

"If you don't, they'll eat us out of house and home and destroy the entire village!" Mildew exclaimed, the villagers chanting their agreements.

Toothless and Stryka warbled in concern for their fellow dragons' safety as well as theirs. They'd been caged before and they didn't like it one bit.

Deciding to speak up, Hiccup and Zenna walked to stand by Stoick.

"They don't mean any harm They're just dragons being dragons." Hiccup said, quieting the people down. "They just need time to get used to all of us. It'll take time but they'll be integrated into our society, no doubt about it." Zenna joined in.

Mildew continued to glare at the two teens before Stoick stepped in. "Look, Mildew, if there's a problem I'll deal with it." He said gruffly.

"Oh, there is a problem Stoick. And I think I speak for everyone when I say you better do something about it!" Mildew said threateningly before leaving.

At that point, the villagers began voicing their complaints once again. Hiccup and Zenna could only look at each other and their two Night Furies while the villagers complained.

Later that night, Stoick, Gobber, Edgar and Henna were in the main room of the Haddock house where they hoped to discuss ideas on handling the village's current dragon problem.

"We can't just let dragons run wild like they own the place." Stoick said, pacing about before suddenly suggesting, "Hey, we could put up signs!"

"Signs…for dragons?" Gobber questioned him. "Do they even know how to read?" Edgar asked in agreement to the blacksmith's query.

"No! For the people." Stoick corrected himself.

"Signs…for Vikings? We're not big readers, Stoick." Gobber pointed out. "Our tribe would be far much better if we were…" Henna said, knowing that most of her neighbors had never even opened a book. She and her family, on the other hand, were at least somewhat more academically inclined…and even more literate.

"Then we'll build a huge net and stretch it around the plaza." Stoick suggested once again.

"Nets? You do know they breathe fire?" Gobber said incredulously. "It could be a net made of iron. It'll be far stronger than a rope one." Edgar offered helpfully. "But if the dragons breathe fire, the iron could melt. And melted iron is hot, love. Think of the injuries!" Henna chided her husband.

"I know very well they breathe fire, Gobber. Edgar, it might seem like a good idea but your wife's got a point. Maybe Mildew's right…" Stoick sighed, officially out of ideas.

Hiccup and Zenna had been listening in on their parents' conversation and wanted to help.

"We have to figure something-…" Stoick managed to say before Hiccup said, "No, no, wait Dad. What if Zenna and I deal with the dragons?"

The adults then turned to look at the auburn headed teen in surprise.

"You two?" Stoick asked, slightly stunned. "Well, Hiccup and I are the original Dragon Trainers." Zenna replied with a smile.

"Fair point there, love." Henna smiled, fixing Zenna's slightly disheveled hair. "You two are the reason why dragons are now at peace with us." Edgar chuckled, ruffling Zenna's hair up much to his wife's dismay.

"Who else? If anyone can control them, we can. I'm the best man for the job." Hiccup said as Toothless nosed his way under his arm for a cuddle.

"And I'm the best woman for the job." Zenna added, stroking Stryka who purred happily in agreement.

"You're not a man yet, Hiccup." Stoick sighed at his one-legged son. "And you're not exactly yet a woman either, Zenna." Gobber looked at the one-eyed girl standing by the Chief's son.

"Not if you don't give us a chance to be!" Hiccup responded. "We can do it, trust us." Zenna affirmed.

The four adults looked at each other and thought over it carefully. Finally they nodded. If Hiccup and Zenna wanted to try, they had to at least give them a chance.

"Fair enough, you'll both have your chance…starting tomorrow." Stoick told the two seriously.

"No problem. It'll be easy as pie." Zenna said confidently.

Oh, was she gonna eat her words tomorrow…

The next day, while the dragons continued their mischief and misbehaving, two Viking teenagers confidently strode into the plaza.

"Okay gang, there's gonna be some changes around here." Hiccup announced. "Starting today." Zenna added as they split up and got to work.

"Get out! Shoo! For the last time, get your nose out of my bread!" a Viking baker yelled as she struggled to keep a purple Nadder from stealing her bread basket.

Hiccup quickly ran over to her calling out, "Hold on, I'll help you! Just…"

Hiccup then faced the misbehaving Nadder and sternly said, "No!" placing his hand on the dragon's snout, calming it down.

"Alright." Hiccup grinned, happy at his progress. This was going to be a snap!

But suddenly a blue-green colored Gronckle burst out of nowhere, Zenna running after it in hot pursuit yelling, "Hold it right there!" startling both Hiccup and the Nadder. The Nadder then went back to misbehaving as soon as Hiccup got distracted by the Gronckle.

"Okay…" Hiccup mumbled.

Maybe this wasn't going to be much of a snap…

"Sheesh, for a Gronckle, he could run like the wind…!" Zenna panted as the Gronckle evaded her grasp.

Suddenly, roars coming from somewhere up in the village got the two teens' attention. A Monstrous Nightmare and Deadly Nadder were getting into a brawl, startling a flock of sheep and setting one on fire!

"Toothless, Stryka, stop that fight! We'll put out the sheep." Hiccup commanded his Night Fury and Zenna's, grabbing a bucket of water along with Zenna.

The two Night Furies quickly rushed to the two bickering dragons to break them up while their Riders chased after the flaming sheep.

"Stop, drop and roll! It's stop, drop and roll, you stupid ball of fleece!" Zenna yelled as she and Hiccup were knocked down by the panicking sheep on fire, spilling all the water in their buckets.

"Okay, okay…whoa!" Hiccup yelped as the both of them chased the sheep into the plaza, where things were no better…

"Get out! Get back here with my cart!"

"Enough of these dragons!"

The dragons were everywhere! Running and flying off with food, clothing, personal possessions…basically, the dragons were too many and doing too many things all at once and Hiccup and Zenna just couldn't keep track of them all.

"Remember when I said last night that this would be easy as pie? I take it all back. This…is harder than it looks!" Zenna deadpanned, shaking her head in disbelief.

Unbeknownst to her and Hiccup, their friends were watching them fail miserably from one of the village's watchtowers.

"What're they doing?" Snotlout asked curiously.

"Uh, I think they're helping the dragons break stuff." Tuffnut guessed.

"Cool." Ruffnut said, grinning.

Hiccup and Zenna yelped and ducked as a dragon dive bombed, barely missing them both.

"Wow, they could really use our help." Astrid remarked.

"We'll get to it." Tuffnut said lazily.

"In a minute." Ruffnut agreed with her brother, just as lazy as him.

Meanwhile, Zenna managed to corner the flaming sheep and Hiccup tossed the contents of his refilled water bucket right to the sheep's face.

"Sorry about that." Hiccup said apologetically. "That's one problem solved…" Zenna breathed a sigh of relief.

However, her relief was short-lived when the dragons arrived to take a dump.

"And…it's three o' clock." Astrid sighed as the first few globs of hot, bright green dragon poo fell from the sky.

Zenna was lucky she had her older brother Elias' shield. But as she put it up over her head, she muttered a quick apology to her brother for disgracing his shield's integrity.

"Um, Hiccup…" she called out a warning to her best friend when she spotted a big glop of dragon dung headed straight for him!

But she warned Hiccup too late.

"Oh, no." Hiccup muttered before the glop of dragon poo hit him straight in the face!

Zenna cringed, quickly taking Hiccup's hand and pulling him into her house to get him and her shield cleaned up. Once that was down and the dragons had finished relieving themselves, Hiccup and Zenna got back out there…only to fail once again to stop the dragons from misbehaving.

"Oh, gods…I am so eating my words right now." Zenna groaned. Hiccup could only groan in agreement.

That night, both friends were in Hiccup's bedroom, completely exhausted.

"Aw man, my aching everything…" Zenna moaned, sitting down on a chair and put her head in her hands. Stryka warbled and tried to make her feel better by giving her a cuddle.

"Oh, everything hurts…even this." Hiccup sighed, sitting down on his bed and detaching his prosthetic left leg. Toothless also crooned worriedly upon seeing how beat-up his best friend was.

"Hiccup? Zenna?" Astrid's voice suddenly called from downstairs, making both teens instantly straighten up.

"Astrid?" Hiccup wondered out loud. "Who else could it be?" Zenna told him, shrugging.

"Perfect…" Hiccup muttered before he and Zenna looked at Toothless and Stryka and asked them, "We don't look too beat-up, do we?"

All their two Night Furies could do was smile half-heartedly at them. "Oh great, dragon pity." Hiccup and Zenna both deadpanned as Astrid came up.

"Hey, Astrid, what a nice surprise!" Hiccup said to the beautiful shield maiden as cheerfully as he could. "Stryka and I will be on our way now. See you tomorrow." Zenna said before getting on Stryka's back and flew out of the window.

"So, how was your day?" Astrid asked once the one-eyed girl was gone. "Uh, uneventful…Hung around the plaza with Zen…you know…" Hiccup said, trying to sound casual.

"Yeah I do know. We saw you two out there." Astrid replied, picking off a clump of dirt off Hiccup's leather vest. "It's hard to believe that you're both still standing." She decided to add.

Finally completely drained, Hiccup collapsed onto his bed. "I'm gonna be seeing flaming sheep in my dreams for the next month." He groaned before he heard the one voice he really didn't want to hear right now…

"Hiccup!"

Stoick came up to his son's room, looking rather steamed.

"Hiccup, what's going on out there? The plaza looks like a war zone." Stoick demanded, his son quickly getting up from his bed.

"I know it looks bad…" Hiccup began before Astrid whispered to him, "Really bad." Making him wince a little.

"Yeah, but this is only Phase One of my master plan." Hiccup said convincingly. Truth be told, he was still coming up with the other phases of his master plan.

"Oh, so you do have a plan?" he asked curiously. "I do…of course I do! It's very complex. Lots of drawings, several moving parts. Yeah it's, uh, pretty wild." Hiccup fibbed, praying to all the gods in Valhalla that his father wouldn't call his bluff.

Luckily Stoick believed him. "Uh huh, well this better be real because Mildew's stirred up the whole island. And if you and Zenna don't get those dragons under control, they'll be calling for their heads." He said seriously before going back downstairs.

Toothless rumbled worriedly. There was absolutely no way he and his beloved Stryka were gonna lose their heads! They needed them!

"Don't worry, bud. Your head's not going anywhere." Hiccup told him soothingly. Astrid then walked over to the duo. "You and Zenna do realize there are, like, a bazillion dragons out there and only two of you? I hope you two really do have a plan." She said, putting her hands on her hips.

Hiccup looked at Astrid for a second before nodding. True, his master plan was still very much incomplete. But he was determined to not fail. Once Astrid left, Hiccup got brainstorming until he finally came up with an idea. But first, he needed to tell Zenna about this…

Meanwhile in the Fiersome household, Zenna was getting a much-needed massage from her mother while Stryka got hers from Zenna's father.

"Ow, Mom not so hard!" Zenna winced as her mother's hands kneaded her shoulder blades a bit too roughly. "Sorry, love. You've got this really tight kink here…" Henna apologized as she lowered down the pressure.

"I don't see why Stryka needs a massage as well. You and Hiccup were the ones running about today." Edgar mumbled as he gently massaged Stryka's back. The female Night Fury snorted and whacked Zenna's Dad in the head with her tail, much to Zenna's amusement.

"Hey, even dragons need to be pampered once in a while, Dad." Zenna chuckled before she heard Hiccup's voice from outside.

"Zen, you there?"

"Okay Mom, Dad, you may leave. Thanks for giving us the massage." Zenna thanked her parents, stroking Stryka's chin.

Once Zenna's parents had left, Zenna looked out her window to see Hiccup and Toothless hovering a couple of inches below her house's roof.

"Evening, Hiccup. Evening, Toothless. What brings you two here at this time of night?" Zenna greeted them as she let them come in through her window.

Stryka warbled lovingly to her mate and Toothless affectionately nuzzled her.

Wanting to cut to the chase before his Dad found out he and Toothless had snuck out, Hiccup immediately asked Zenna, "Do you remember the old Dragon Killing Arena?"

"Yeah, nobody's using it and I heard your Dad's planning to have it torn down. Why?" Zenna said, raising an eyebrow.

"We're gonna use it as a place to train the dragons tomorrow." Hiccup told her. Zenna blinked. "That's a sensible idea but wouldn't the dragons get kind of, you know, nervous? I mean, that place was where we used to kill them." She pointed out.

Toothless was now busy looking around Zenna's room and Stryka was giving him a grand tour of sorts while Hiccup said, "I guess you're right. But right now, it's our only chance. Mildew's got the whole village riled up again. If we don't do something soon, we could lose the dragons forever."

"Alright, I'll gather up the others and their dragons first thing tomorrow morning." Zenna said, agreeing to Hiccup's plan.

"Thanks, Zen." Hiccup said gratefully before calling Toothless' attention and they both turned to leave.

"Just out of curiosity, did your Dad approve of you taking over the arena?" Zenna suddenly asked, making Hiccup stop in his tracks.

"Um, well…" Hiccup said, awkwardly turning to face the one-eyed Viking girl. It didn't take Zenna a second to know that her best human friend had once again disobeyed orders and rolled her eye.

"I should've known…" Zenna sighed, shaking her head. "Yes, there's a possibility we could all get in trouble. But it's our only chance, Zen! You're either with me or against me." Hiccup said exasperatedly.

"Relax, Hiccup. I'm with you all the way." Zenna laughed at the one-legged boy's exasperation. Hiccup finally relaxed, said good-night to Zenna and left with Toothless.

As she watched the two fly off, Zenna looked at Stryka. "You think tomorrow will turn out well, Stryka?" she asked the dragoness. Stryka merely yawned and heated up her rock slab bed before curling up to sleep.

"Never mind." Zenna sighed, going to sleep as well.

The next day, Zenna gathered up all the other Viking teens and their dragons and led them to the arena where Hiccup told them his plan.

"That's your plan? Train dragons?" Ruffnut asked in disbelief once Hiccup had finished explaining. "Here? Where we used to kill them?" Tuffnut asked as well, looking around at the stone walls.

"Right…because we don't do that anymore. That's why it's available." Hiccup replied, readying the things needed for the training session.

"Actually, the dragons do seem a little nervous." Astrid remarked, gently petting Stormfly who, along with all the other dragons, was nervously fidgeting about.

Stormfly, Hookfang, Meatlug, Barf and Belch could remember all the torturous times they had in the Dragon Killing Arena. And those torturous times were, well…torturous.

"That's because they're very sensitive." Fishlegs stated, cuddling his Gronckle. "Meatlug, especially. She lost a cousin here." He said before whispering, "We try not to talk about it."

"Well this place was pending for demolition. It'd be such a waste to get rid of the arena when it can still be useful to the village." Zenna pointed out.

"It's amazing your dad just gave us the arena." Astrid remarked, amazed at how quickly Hiccup had put this whole plan together. "Well, it would be, if he did, yeah, but, he didn't, so that's another thing we should try not to talk about." Hiccup admitted, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"Wait, so we're going behind your father's back?" Astrid asked suspiciously. "There you go! Talking about it! Uh…" Hiccup sighed, still hoping the plan would still work.

"Did you know about this?" Ruffnut asked Zenna who shyly said, "Maybe…"

Tuffnut gave her a look that clearly said he wasn't buying her story. "Okay, yes! It is kind of risky but I have to admit that his plan is a sensible solution to the dilemma." Zenna admitted.

"And you actually agreed to his idea?" Snotlout asked. "Yeah, pretty much." Zenna shrugged, as if this was something perfectly ordinary to her.

"You've got a true friend there, Hiccup." Fishlegs turned to the auburn headed teen. Hiccup smiled a bit.

Ever since he was a kid, Zenna had always stood by his side no matter what. Even after all these years, she's always had his back. A friend like Zenna is really hard to find. And Hiccup is truly blessed to have her as his best human friend.

"So what now, Hicc?" Zenna then turned to him, her violet eye sparkling with anticipation. Feeling a lot better knowing that Zenna was with him on this to the very end, Hiccup stepped up to face all of his friends.

"Alright. Everybody, here's the thing. The dragons are out of control. We want them to live in our world without destroying it but they can't without our help." He stated.

Everyone listened as he continued. "They've been blowing things up in the village…we've gotta do something about that." Hiccup said seriously. "And we need to do it as quickly as possible." Zenna helpfully added.

Unfortunately some people (AKA the Twins) misinterpreted the two friends' words.

"Got it! Help dragons blow things up. We can totally do that." Tuffnut said gleefully.

"No. I believe I said-…" Hiccup tried to correct them only to be interrupted by Ruffnut.

"Here's how we're gonna do it: First, we make them really, really angry…" Ruffnut began. "I believe that is not what…" Zenna decided to try correcting the female Thorston before Tuffnut interrupted again.

"No problem. We anger everybody." Tuffnut snickered. Before the Twins could get another word in edgewise, Zenna covered their mouths with her hands and silenced them.

"No, you guys, this is serious! Mildew wants all of our dragons caged. And I don't know about you, but that's not okay with me." Hiccup said sternly.

"Or me." Zenna agreed, taking her hands off the Twins' mouths.

"You're right. She's sorry." Tuffnut said, smirking at Ruffnut who just glared at him.

Hiccup decided to move on. "Okay then. Next problem…" he then took out a hard loaf of bread from the basket he had set out in front of the team and walked over to Toothless.

"The dragons are eating everything in sight. Now, when a dragon grabs something it's not supposed to have…" Hiccup then allowed Toothless to take the loaf into his mouth.

"You can get him to drop it by giving him a little scratch just below the chin." Saying this, Hiccup performed a demonstration and Toothless immediately dropped the loaf of bread.

"It also helps if you reinforce this with a firm yet gentle way." Zenna advised as Stryka dug her snout into the basket and pulled out another loaf.

"Stryka, that's not for you." Zenna said firmly before gently scratching the dragoness just below her chin, making her drop the bread.

Snotlout then came up and took both loaves from the two teens' hands.

"Maybe those work for you two and Toothless and Stryka. But Hookfang and me? We do things a little different." Snotlout said, marching up to his Monstrous Nightmare.

"Oh, this should be educationally interesting." Zenna smirked as Hookfang took the bread from Snotlout.

"When I want this big boy to do something I just get right in his face and-DROP THAT RIGHT NOW! YOU HEAR ME?!" Snotlout suddenly yelled in Hookfang's face.

In response, Hookfang dropped the bread…and then, took Snotlout into his mouth next. "See? He dropped it." Snotlout said, his voice muffled. "So he did, so he did." Zenna chuckled, liking how this lesson was going.

"Should we help him?" Tuffnut asked blankly. "Yeah. In a minute." Astrid answered his question, an amused look on her face.

Hiccup then decided it was time to do some on-site training. "Alright. We've got a lot of training to do but together we can keep these dragons under control." He said before he and everyone else left the arena to start training in the village, leaving Snotlout and Hookfang behind.

"Uh…can somebody do that chin scratchy thing? Hello? You guys still there?" Snotlout asked only to get silence as his answer.

After a couple of minutes though, Zenna came back. As annoying the Jorgenson boy is, she had to help.

"Spit him out, Hookfang." She commanded and the Monstrous Nightmare obeyed.

"How come he listens to you?" Snotlout whined, trying to get rid of his dragon's flammable spit. "It's because I'm a lot nicer." Zenna rolled her eye before dragging him out of the arena to join the others.

To the seven Viking teens' surprise when they got to the village, the whole place was quiet and dragon-free.

"Huh. No dragons." Fishlegs quipped.

"That was easy." Ruffnut said.

"Lunch?" Snotlout asked nobody in particular. "Is food all you ever think about?" Zenna asked, slightly irked.

Hiccup, on the other hand, was worried and suspicious. "That's weird. If the dragons aren't here, where are they?" he wondered out loud.

A loud explosion coming from the area where the village food storage was answered him.

"Something tells me that way." Astrid told Hiccup. "Oh, this ought to be bad…" Zenna groaned, shaking her head as they all ran to the food storage warehouse only to find the dragons eating all the food for the freeze!

In fact…

"Stormfly?"

"Hookfang?" Astrid and Snotlout were shocked to see their dragons partaking in the stolen feast.

Stoick was with Zenna's parents, hoping to salvage some of the precious food but to no avail.

"They've eaten everything! We've got nothing left for the freeze!" Stoick exclaimed. Serpent and Serpentine had their heads in two barrels of fish but were immediately caught by Edgar and Henna.

"Serpent, shame on you!" Zenna's father scolded the left head.

"Serpentine, I've raised you better than this!" Henna sternly told the right head.

The maroon Zippleback looked at each other sheepishly and cooed their apology. But they weren't the only ones in trouble…so were the seven Viking teens. And at that moment, Mildew decided to make an appearance.

"I warned you, Stoick. But did you listen to me? No. You put a bunch of teenagers in charge!" he said, glaring at the seven teens in question.

"Now look what the dragons have done! Caging is too good for those beasts." Mildew rambled on.

"If anybody should be put in a cage, it's you Mildew!" Zenna shouted angrily.

"Zen!" both Edgar and Henna exclaimed in shock.

"Dad, I swear Zenna and I can this. We-we were just starting to-…" Hiccup stuttered in an attempt to reason with his father but got cut off.

"Enough, Hiccup! How can I trust you and Zenna to control all the dragons, when the two of you couldn't even control your own?" Stoick said sharply.

At that point, Hiccup and Zenna both noticed Toothless and Stryka sharing a fish with each other.

"Oh, Toothless…" Hiccup sighed. "Stryka, really?" Zenna said, incredulous.

"Bucket! Mulch! Man the boats! We need another catch!" Stoick ordered the two fishermen, tossing them two fishnets.

"It's too late, Stoick. It took us six months to catch all that fish." Mulch told him. "Don't tell me it's too late! We've got to try!" Stoick insisted.

Mulch decided it was worth a try and said, "Of course we do!" before pegging the blame on Bucket saying, "Uh, don't tell the Chief it's too late. You're always so negative!"

Bucket sighed. "I don't know what it is with me." He said helplessly.

Hiccup and Zenna, on the other hand, were desperate to change the Chief's mind about the dragons.

"Chief, just give us another chance! We were just starting!" Zenna pleaded, her violet eye shining with concern.

"Dad, please! You gotta listen to me. Zenna and I know dragons better than-" Hiccup managed to say before Stoick turned to face him and Zenna.

"Not now, Hiccup. I have a village to feed. The dragons have done enough damage. By tonight, I want every one of them caged. Understand?" he said sternly.

Hiccup and Zenna both opened their mouths to protest when Mildew butted in. "Bah! You can't just cage these dragons! You need to send them away now!" he barked.

"Stoick, Mildew's right!" "Get 'em out of here!" the villagers cried out.

Stoick had no choice. "You're right, Mildew." He said, making his son and his best human friend look at him in horror.

"We'll cage them tonight, and in the morning, Hiccup and Zenna will send them off the island." Stoick told the old man before looking at Hiccup.

"I'm sorry, son." He apologized and left.

"This is so unfair!" Zenna exclaimed, turning around and seeing her parents worriedly cuddling Serpent and Serpentine who were now shaking at the thought of being caged.

"Hiccup, what do we do now?" Zenna asked worriedly. And for the first time in a long while, Hiccup could only respond with, "…I…don't know…"

That evening, the seven Viking teens were at the Great Hall moping. All the dragons were outside, save for Toothless and Stryka who were at Hiccup and Zenna's sides, and were dreading going into the cages later tonight.

"I can't believe we have to send them away." Snotlout said, dejected. "It's gonna be weird. I got used to Stormfly's face being the first thing I see every morning." Astrid mumbled as she stirred her cocoa, the cream forming a milky image of a Deadly Nadder.

"Every night before I went to sleep, Meatlug would lick my feet." Fishlegs said sadly. His friends merely looked at him, shocked and also confused on why his dragon would even do that.

"Who's gonna do that now?!" Fishlegs wailed, slumping forward onto the table. "I volunteer Tuffnut!" Ruffnut offered. Her twin brother was too glum to even care. "Whatever. What time should I be there?" he said miserably.

Finally the time came for the dragons to be caged…

"Come on, guys. Let's get this over with." Astrid sighed, getting off the bench followed by the four other depressed Viking teens.

"This is the worst day of my life! We're never gonna see our dragons again!" Fishlegs wailed as he and the others left, leaving Hiccup and Zenna with their two Night Furies.

"We can't let that happen!" Hiccup said loudly before looking at his dragon. "Toothless is the best friend I've ever had." He said softly, petting the male Night Fury.

Then he realized that Zenna was with him.

"Oh! Uh, Zen I didn't…" Hiccup said awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

"It's cool, Hicc. I can't really compete with the friendship between a boy and his dragon, after all." Zenna laughed good-naturedly before cuddling Stryka.

"The same thing goes for me and Stryka. She's the best friend I've ever had as well." She admitted as Stryka nuzzled her.

That's when Mildew decided to drop in. "Oh! Toothless, Stryka, I'm gonna miss you both so much!" he said mockingly, making both teens' blood boil.

It took all their combined effort to just glare at the old man instead of letting Toothless and Stryka attack him.

"You know what both of your mistake was? Thinking dragons could be trained. Only an expert could train all these dragons." Mildew told them and as he began to leave the Great Hall added, "And nature always wins."

"It's official. I hate that guy." Zenna deadpanned but still had a murderous gleam in her eye. Toothless and Stryka both growled in agreement.

Then as Mildew opened the door, the wind blew in and put the fire in the main pit out. Toothless and Stryka both shot out fireballs and reignited it.

"Oh! Thank you, Toothless and Stryka." One Viking woman said gratefully, warming herself by the fire.

"At least somebody appreciates the dragons and everything they've done for us…" Zenna sighed.

Hiccup meanwhile, pondered on Mildew's words. And upon seeing Toothless and Stryka use their instincts on the fire, an idea began to form in his mind.

'Only an expert could train all these dragons…'

Suddenly, it hit him.

"You know what? Mildew is absolutely right!" Hiccup suddenly said. Zenna looked at him in shock, "Have you gone out of your mind?" she said incredibly confused.

"No, Zen! We just have to find someone who can train all of the dragons," Hiccup said.

"And who could possibly do that?" Zenna deadpanned.

"I can help you there..." a new voice came and the duo turned and saw Aline Rose and her dragon friends.

"Holy Shields?!"

"Who are you?" Zenna and Hiccup asked.

"I'm Aline Rose and these are my dragons friends and I believe we can help you with your dragon problem," Aline smiled at the pair.

Meanwhile, the other Viking teens had flown their dragons to the arena where they were to be caged for the night. And the following morning, sent away from Berk.

"Goodbye, Hookfang." Snotlout said, sadly stroking his stubborn Monstrous Nightmare's chin.

"I'm sorry, Stormfly." Astrid apologized to her Deadly Nadder. Stormfly warbled sadly and nuzzled her Rider.

"Now, go." Astrid motioned to her dragon with her torch to join the other dragons. Stormfly obediently yet reluctantly followed.

As the dragons went inside the cage, their Riders watched on feeling just as miserable as they were.

"Ugh. Feels like big, sharp teeth are tearing at this thing inside my chest." Snotlout said uncomfortably.

“That's what it feels like when your heart is breaking." Astrid said in a broken voice.

Snotlout looked at her and said, "I don't have a heart! I'm not a girl." But honestly, Snotlout knew he had a heart. And right now, he was sure it was breaking like all the others.

As the cage began to close, the dragons stared sadly at their Riders and they sadly stared back as well. Just as the cage was halfway closed…two voices were heard through the night.

"Don't close it!"

Hiccup, Toothless, Zenna and Stryka flew down to the arena and landed. Getting off their dragons, Hiccup and Zenna quickly pushed back the lever controlling the cage door and let the dragons out, much to their and their Riders' relief.

"We are not locking them up." Hiccup said seriously.

"What happened? Did you change your father's mind?" Astrid asked Hiccup, excited until she saw Zenna shaking her head with a knowing smirk on her face.

"Or are we going behind his back again?" Astrid then asked, suspiciously this time.

“Like we always do every time we come up with a plan." Zenna said knowingly.

Hiccup blushed, a bit embarrassed.

"Uh…one of those." He admitted.

"Namely the 'going behind your father's back' part." Zenna told him, crossing her arms.

"Look." Hiccup said, making sure every one of his friends was listening before going on, "The dragons are gonna do what they're gonna do. It's their nature. We just need to learn how to use it!" he finished.

"How are we gonna do that?" Fishlegs asked, confused.

"With a little help from an old friend, Legs." Zenna smirked.

"Huh?" The other teens went before another Night Fury cry sounded in the air and the teens turned and saw Aline Rose and her dragons coming in for a landing.

"Who are you?!" Fishlegs, the Twins, Astrid and Snotlout gasped in awe seeing her again.

"I'm Aline Rose." Aline replied.

"Woah, look at all the dragons she's got," Tuffnut smirked.

"Yeah, you must be really good," Ruffnut added.

"Luckily for you, I've trained the same species of dragons. I can help you integrate them into your village." Aline smiled.

"Wouldn't this be not listening to the Chief's orders?" Tuffnut asked.

“Yeah, aren't we gonna get in trouble?" Ruffnut added.

"It's disobedience to authority, yes. And we will probably get into trouble big time. But what choice do we have?" Zenna shrugged.

"Awesome!" the Twins yelled, banging their helmets together.

"Will this actually work?" Snotlout questioned.

"What have we got to lose?" Hiccup quipped.

Snotlout and the other teens looked at each other and nodded, "Alright…. What do we do?" Astrid asked.

"Keep the dragons hidden until tomorrow and I'll guide you through." Aline smiled and the teenagers nodded and went off to hide their dragons until the morning.

The next day, Bucket and Mulch were out on their boat fishing. It would take them forever to catch enough fish for the freeze but, like Stoick told them, they had to try.

"Ah, the nets are empty again." Mulch sighed, pulling up the nets that still hadn't caught any fish. "Did I eat them already? Did I enjoy it? Oop-am I being too negative?" Bucket asked him.

Suddenly Snotlout and Hookfang arrived along with Hiccup and Toothless, much to the two fishermen's confusion.

"Snotlout, scare us up some dinner!" Hiccup told his cousin who nodded and proceeded to do a dive right above Bucket and Mulch's boat!

"Dragon attack!" Bucket screamed as Snotlout and Hookfang dove down into the water.

"Woohoo!" Snotlout gurgled as he and Hookfang chased a whole big school of fish right into the nets which Bucket and Mulch quickly pulled up onto their boat.

"Hey! Thanks dragon!" Mulch called after the duo, happy to have finally had a catch.

"That's right! That just happened!" Snotlout boasted as Zenna and Stryka arrived. "Great job, you two!" Zenna grinned, giving them a thumbs-up.

"Come on! Follow me!" Hiccup then guided them to the next task at hand-helping Mildew out with his field.

Mildew was grumpily plowing his cabbage field, muttering angrily to himself on how long the job was going to take when he heard a girl's voice call out, "Cabbage Field about to be plowed!"

"Huh?" Mildew was utterly confused until he heard the familiar shrill Night Fury shriek.

Zenna flew by and circled the field on Stryka a couple of times, alerting Astrid and Stormfly to get ready.

"Afternoon, Mildew!" Astrid greeted the old grump, Stormfly using her spiked tail to plow the field in record time.

"Three o' clock! Time for the fertilizer!" Hiccup called out.

"Fertilizer?" Mildew repeated, dumbstruck.

"Fishlegs, Meatlug! Let 'er go!" Zenna hollered as Fishlegs and Meatlug led a group of Gronckles over to Mildew's field before looking down at Mildew and said, "You might wanna take cover, Mildew."

"Okay, Meatlug! Let 'er rip!" Fishlegs encouraged Meatlug.

His Gronckle and all the other Gronckles then heeded their calls of nature, hot dragon dung raining down onto the field. Mildew had ignored Zenna's warning but was lucky enough not to get splattered.

"Smile, Mildew! We just saved you three months of work!" Hiccup told him, smiling as he and his friends left.

"You're welcome!" Zenna chirped before they were completely out of Mildew's area.

Meanwhile, the Twins were helping clear the forest of wild boars. Barf and Belch may have knocked down a few trees but, hey, at least the villagers could use them for firewood. The boars ran to an open field, giving Hiccup and Zenna the perfect opportunity to have Toothless and Stryka herd them into a barn.

"Whoohoo!" Fishlegs whooped while Gobber quickly shut the barn's doors.

"That was awesome!" the husky Ingerman boy cheered as everyone regrouped, feeling triumphant.

"How did you know that was gonna work?" Astrid asked Hiccup, amazed. "Because they're dragons, and they're gonna do what dragons do. We just have to work with them and not against them." Hiccup told her, glancing at Zenna who winked.

"You know who we should actually be thanking-?" Hiccup asked before suddenly…

"There they are, Stoick!"

"Oh boy, here comes our punishment…" Zenna rolled her eye at the sight of Mildew hobbling over to them-with her parents and Stoick.

"Zenna, what have you been doing?" Henna asked, putting her hands on her hips. "Nothing bad, we hope not?" Edgar raised an eyebrow at his daughter.

"Those dragons don't look like they're in cages to me." Mildew huffed angrily.

"No. This is not what I asked for." Stoick said in agreement, looking at the seven teens with a steely gaze.

Hiccup, Astrid, Zenna, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Ruffnut and Tuffnut all looked at each other nervously while their dragons warbled worriedly.

Da-da-da, they were so, so dead!

In no time, almost the entire village had gathered around the arena stands to watch as Stoick, Gobber, Edgar and Henna entered the arena where the seven Viking teens were with their now currently caged dragons.

"Oh no! What's Stoick gonna do to us?" Fishlegs whimpered.

"I'm too pretty for jail!" Ruffnut complained.

"Hah, where'd you hear that?" Tuffnut snickered to his twin sister.

"You all disobeyed my orders…and there will be consequences." Stoick informed the seven teens while Edgar, Henna and Gobber nodded gravely.

"I told you we were gonna get in trouble. Ugh, you never listen to me!" Astrid whispered to Hiccup who bravely stepped up to his father.

"Dad, if anyone's going to get in trouble it should be me." He declared, gesturing to himself.

"If he has to go down, sir, I'm going down with him." Zenna added, loyally standing by the auburn headed teen.

"Nope. You all had a hand in this." Stoick told the duo.

"And while we do not wish to really punish you, we have to." Henna chimed in.

"That's what the seven of you get for disobeying orders." Edgar said seriously.

Mildew, meanwhile was thoroughly enjoying the spectacle with his sheep. "Oh this is going to be great, Fungus. It's about to get ugly." The old man said, excitedly waiting for the teens to be punished.

"You took over this place without asking. You released the dragons against my wishes." Stoick said, walking over to each teen as he said this and finally stood in front of the teens once more in the center.

"Actually…." a voice came and the adults turned and gasped along with the entire village seeing Aline and all her dragon friends entering the arena. "They did exactly what I told them to do."

"And who might you be lass, we never had horses around here before," Gobber replied.

"I'm not a horse. I'm an Alicorn pony." Aline replied. "A Pony who can fly and perform magic."

"Magic?" Gobber quipped, "Yeah right." Aline smirked before she used a transfiguration spell on Gobbers' helmet, turning it into a chicken. The villagers gasped in awe at what Aline just did. "Okay, I believe."

"And just what are you doing here, Aline?" Stoick questioned.

"I was just exploring beyond my home when I came across your island. After staying hidden for while, I overheard, Hiccup and Zenna discussing the need for help with the wild dragons and I gave them my assistance." Aline explained.

"And why would you do that?" Stoick questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't I?" Aline replied, pointing to her multiple dragons who all cooed at the adults, "I've already interrogated dragons into my home in Equestria, so I figured I could do the same here."

"Bah! How could a simply girl like you train all these dragons?" Mildew spat.

Twilight and her daughters hissed at Mildew's insult and launched their acid at Mildew, making him scream and dodge the acid that went right through the arena's medal dome.

"I easily trained all of them, by gaining their trust and working alongside them and not against them, which I can tell that's what you Vikings have been doing." Aline quipped. "Which is why you'll need my help to keep you and the dragons at peace."

"Wait… so….. You're gonna stay here on Berk?" Fishlegs asked.

"You're half right. I'll be staying in the Archipelago, but I'll stay on my own little island home that I found. It's only a days flight from here,"

"B-But what about your home in this... Equestria land" Hiccup asked.

"My home is at peace now, so there's not much for me to do there at the moment." Aline replied.

"Oh please, you're gonna leave another teenager in charge of the dragons! Don't make the same mistake Stoick." Mildew scoffed which earned him another round of acid spray by Aline's Deathgripper friends.

Stoick looked at Sarah, "Still how can I trust you to control all the dragons?"

"Cause you need someone who knows dragons as well as I do." Aline smirked before she broke into a song, to the Viking's surprise.

Ever since I was a little one

I've been dreaming by a burning desire

I've watched the dragons standing tall and proud

It really set my soul on fire

My best friends are all superstars

We hold them in such high esteem

But now it's this gals' turn to raise the bar

To show you all what I’ve learned

My dragons here will tell you

I'll be there when times are hard

Don't mean to brag

Don't wanna nag

Just wanna help them out

I know I'm asking a lot

But I can prove what I got

I'll knock your clothes off

If you just give me a shot

I'll train them to be the best

If you will only say yes

This is my thang

Chief, please, just give me a shot

You saw what I got

When I trained these guys

My instincts are always on the dot

Those other dragons are already good as trained

So ask not why when you can ask why not

Come on, Chief S, give me a shot

I know I'm asking a lot

But I can prove what I got

I'll knock your clothes off

If you just give me a shot

I'll train them to be the best

If you will only say yes

This is my thang

Chief, please, just give me a shot

So I can prove what I got

Please, just give me a shot

Literally, no one said anything after that. They just blinked twice at Aline. "I think that's a yes." Shadow smirked.

The Vikings regained their composure, "Alright laddie, you've convinced me." Stoick replied.

"First things, first. I can easily turn this into a Dragon Training Academy." Aline smiled.

"Hmm…. Dragon Training Academy, that doesn't sound like a bad idea." Gobber commented.

"And how do we know you can control all the dragons?" Stoick asked.

"First, I don't 'control', I 'train'. Second, I have my friends and Hiccup and all his friends." Aline smiled at Hiccup and his friends.

"Hmm…. Alright Sarah, the Dragon Training Academy is yours and the children's." Stoick smiled.

Hiccup and the others grinned happily at Stoick's decision as Aline winked at them.

That evening, Hiccup finished drawing a picture of his friends with their dragons and looked at Toothless.

'Dragons can't change who they are…'

Toothless smiled at his best friend and curled up on his rock slab bed, heating it up before laying down to sleep as Hiccup went back to his work.

Meanwhile, Zenna and her parents were gathered around the fireplace with Stryka, Serpent and Serpentine, exchanging stories and jokes and laughing throughout the night.

'But who would want them to?'

Fishlegs was sleeping peacefully as Meatlug lovingly licked his feet, which was both adorable…and maybe a bit weird as well.

Astrid woke up the next morning to Stormfly's face in her bedroom window, the Nadder eager to start the day. Astrid smiled and eagerly threw off her blanket, eager to start the day as well.

'Dragons are powerful, amazing creatures…'

Sarah, Hiccup, Zenna and all their friends then flew around the village performing errands for everyone. As they dropped a few baskets of fish into a storage unit,

Hiccup and Zenna caught sight of Stoick, Edgar and Henna smiling at them proudly. Both friends smiled back as they flew to the arena.

Snotlout, Hookfang, Fishlegs and Meatlug then hung a sign bearing the Night Fury Strike Class symbol and the symbol of Nebby over the entrance to the arena, which is now the…

"Alolan Berk Dragon Academy." Astrid beamed at Hiccup before mildly punching him in the arm saying, "I like the sound of that."

"Now we finally have the perfect place to train our dragons and everyone else's as well. I bet in the next few years, there'll be another generation of Dragon Trainers and we're gonna be the ones teaching them. The adventures and possibilities are endless!" Zenna said grandly as she opened the doors of the Academy.

'And now with Sarah by our side and her family, we're going to learn everything there is to know about dragons, just like her…'

Shortly after the grand opening of the Berk Dragon Academy, the eight Dragon Riders decided to go do a few laps around the island.

Toothless and Stryka landed on a rock together before launching themselves back up into the air, Hiccup and Zenna riding on their backs.

"With the Academy now open, we've got a lot of training to do." Hiccup said, grinning.

"And we've got a lot of adventures to have too. Race you!" Zenna laughed as she and Stryka flew on ahead, but Aline, riding Star zipped past them.

"Catch us if you can~" Star teased but only Aline could understand her.

"That's cheating!" Snotlout exclaimed before he and Hookfang kicked it into gear along with the others.

"Let's go, bud!" Hiccup shouted as Toothless sped up, the Night Fury's roar happily echoing through the sky.

'…Wouldn't you?'

“At that moment we didn’t know how much of herself Aline was willing to give to help us. We wouldn’t have let her do it at all if we knew what would come next for her.”