My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version

Episode 9: Edge of Disaster Part 2

Hiccup: You know, there may be something to that.

Snotlout: Thank you. Now, off you go. If you don't come back, we'll tell everyone you died heroically.

Hiccup: Okay, here's the plan. Toothless and I will go in there and get the dragons really riled up and lure as many of them out as we can, starting with the leader. Then, you and Johann-

Johann: Uh, Master Hiccup, I feel as though one more ride on that dragon - may turn my insides into my outside.

Hiccup: You'll be fine, Johann. As soon as Toothless and I have them following us, you guys sneak in and grab Fishlegs. Without their leader, it shouldn't be a problem.

Snotlout: Ha! We've heard that before.

Hiccup: All right, fine, then you rile the dragons up and get them to follow you. That sound better to you?

Snotlout: Hey, calm down, cranky. I was just exploring our options.

Hiccup: All right, so can we go then?

Johann: This does remind me of a time-

Snotlout: Johann, if you tell me one of your stories, I swear I will turn your insides into your outsides.

Johann: For another day, then. Off we go.

Hiccup: Okay, bud. Let's see how long we can keep these guys busy. We're not here to fight, bud. Toothless, sky!

Snotlout: Let's just hurry up with this ridiculous plan before it falls apart, which it will. Is he actually sleeping?

Johann: It would appear so.

Snotlout: Jealousy is not a good look on you, Meatlug. Maybe you could "wake him up". Let him know how you feel.

Fishlegs: Meatlug? I knew that was you!

Snotlout: We came to rescue you. Now get your butt on that gas bag and let's get out of here before those lunatic dragons wake up and their pals come back.

Fishlegs: But where's Hiccup?

Hiccup: It's okay, bud. It's okay. They're just trying to save you from me. They think I'm trying to hurt you. Higher, Toothless! Toothless! Okay, bud, I guess we don't have a choice. Whoa-oo-ah! Thanks, bud, that was close. Easy, Toothless. No sudden moves. Toothless, wait. Pretty cool, right? Yeah, you see. We're not so different. We're not like all those Hunters. We would never hurt a dragon.

(Back at the Edge)

Dragon Hunter: Huh?

Astrid: Hello! Ropes soaked with Monstrous Nightmare gel? I wouldn't have thought of that.

Tuffnut: Would you like to do the honors?

Bodil: All right! What's next?

Astrid: You're gonna love this. Take that, you lousy Dragon Hunter. You're dealin' with Stoick the Vast now.

Tuffnut: Oh. Snotlout! Snotlout! Oy-oy-oy-oy-oy-oy!

Dragon Hunter: Huh?

Bodil: I don't know. I mean, who hunts dragons anyway? Dragons are our friends.

Tuffut: Whoo! I'm Fishlegs! This is how I sound! It's really me! That's right. You don't want none.

Dragon Hunter: Fall back!

Dagur: Keep moving, men. They can't shoot at us through this canopy of trees. Nice try, Astrid! Your puny little Nadder spines are useless from up there. Look, there they are, in the trees. Fire, boys! Fill 'em full of wood! What's that smell? I know that smell. It's Zippleback gas. She was driving us right into a trap! Gah. Not the flaming... arrows.