Tuffnut: Hey, can I ask a stupid question?
Ruffnut: You sure can. Better than anyone I know.
Tuffnut: Thank you, sister.
Ruffnut: You're welcome.
Tuffnut: Hiccup, are we really trying to protect a dragon, that the last time we saw it, tried to kill us, from Dragon Hunters, who every time we see them, try to kill us?
Ruffnut: And Heather and her dragon. Don't forget them. They like to try and kill us, too.
Astrid: Heather won't be a problem.
Bodil: Why wouldn't Heather be a problem?
Astrid: Just that we, we outnumber her, right?
Hiccup: Look, Heather or no Heather, all we have to do is find the Snow Wraith first and relocate it to a different island where the Hunters won't find him.
Ruffnut: Oh, that's all?
Tuffnut: Uh, that sounds like the sort of "extremely dangerous" plan I would come up with. And I do not mean that as a compliment.
Hiccup: I didn't think so. Come on. Let's head over to where we found the Snow Wraith last time.
Snotlout: Oh, you mean where it found us?
Hiccup: That's one way of putting it.
Snotlout: Yes, the only way.
Hiccup: Anything out there, bud?
Ruffnut: This is summer on Glacier Island? No wonder they don't get any tourists.
Tuffnut: What would their slogan be? "If the Snow Wraith doesn't kill you, the weather will".
Ruffnut: Hey, that's a good slogan.
Hiccup: That's a terrible slogan. But the good news is, if we run into any Dragon Hunters, they won't have much luck with those dragon root arrows in this weather.
Snotlout: And the bad news is...
Hiccup: What are you doing?
Ruffnut: It's called "body heat management".
Tuffnut: Also known as the Thorston sandwich, served cold.
Hiccup: That's horrifying. Okay. Why don't you guys set up camp? Astrid, Bodil and I will scout the island.
Snotlout: Gladly. Come on. Let go!
Ruffnut: No, we're saving your life.
Snotlout: I don't care. I'm outta here.
Ruffnut: I can't believe he'd rather freeze to death than be hugged by us.
Tuffnut: I blame you. You're clingy.
Ruffnut: I am not! You're clingy.
Astrid: I'll take this side you guys take that one.
Hiccup: Good idea.
Hiccup: You see anything down there Bo?
Bodil: I can barely see you half the time. Maybe we should split up. Cover more ground.
Hiccup: No. Stick together. It's safer. Okay? Okay? Wow! You got the tents up fast.
Snotlout: I had to! It was the only way to keep out of that Thorston sandwich.
Fishlegs: Where's Astrid and Bodil?
Hiccup: We got separated in the storm.
Snotlout: Heh. They ditched you?
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My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version
FanfictionThis is just My Chieftess from the HTTYD universe but with all the scripts. Including the trilogy... and Dragons: Race to the Edge. And specials. I haven't finished Dragons: Riders of Berk but when I do it'll go here.
Episode 7: Snow way out
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