My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version

Episode 3: Follow the Leader

(Scene: Snotlout and the twins are attempting to harvest Monstrous Nightmare gel.)

Tuffnut: Hey there, big guy. Don't mind me. I'm just a friendly old Viking not looking to harvest your gel or anything remotely close to that. I mean, how crazy would that be?

Ruffnut: This ain't gonna turn out right.

Tuffnut: Help! No, no, no! Ruffnut!

Ruffnut: Hang on!

Tuffnut: Ruffnut!

Ruffnut: Good work, Tuff!

Tuffnut: Thank you!

Ruffnut: Got it!

Tuffnut: I guess he digs his gel.

Ruffnut: Wouldn't you?

Tuffnut: Extremely flammable mucus coming out of every pore? Yeah, I can dig it.

Ruffnut: You guys have been cutting it close lately.

Tuffnut: Yeah. No more hanging around Hookfang for you.

Ruffnut: Speaking of Hookfang, why don't you give us some of his gel, Snotlout?

Snotlout: Because Hookfang's gel is my gel. (Hookfang growls.) Our gel, sorry. And our gel is- well, is- you know what I'm saying. Look, when we go into battle, one of us is going to be armed to the helmet with gel and one of us isn't. Unless, of course, you'd like to purchase some of mine. That could be probably arranged for a reasonable yet hefty price.

Ruffnut: Oh, come on.

Fishlegs: Okay. Lumber check. Nails, check. Axe?

Hiccup: What do you need your axe for?

Fishlegs: Well, if you must know, I'm working on a personal project.

Hiccup: A personal project? What kind of personal project?

Fishlegs: All I can tell you is that it's, well-

Hiccup: Personal?

Fishlegs Exactly.

Hiccup: Listen, Fishlegs, about earlier...

Fishlegs: It's fine, Hiccup. It's fine. It's all good. All good in the archipela-hood. Come on, girl. Fishlegs is such a good human being. Ah. There we go. That's what we call an attic door. That will keep out the sunlight so you guys won't be bothered by it. It's operated by a simple pulley system. Oh, sorry, Darkvarg. Your hearing must be very sensitive. Voila! Meatlug, care to demonstrate? No, no, no, no! It's okay! It's okay! Look, Meatlug. See? Easy-peasy. With this installed, this cavern becomes fully functional. We can put in better feeding stations, and even Whoa! Woohoo! What are you doing? Be careful. I'm a big boy. Hold on. Whoa! Whoa! Would you look at that, Meatlug? Now this is how you treat a leader.

Bodil: Hiccup, I'm sure he's fine. You know Fishlegs. He's probably geeking out somewhere on some new foliage.

Hiccup: Yeah, but he usually geeks out with me. It's not like him. Think I was too hard on him earlier?

Bodil: Oh yeah. (Off of Hiccup's hurt look) Well Hiccup nobody can really wrangle the twins and Snotlout. You can't blame the mess on Fishlegs when I doubt I would have been able to stop this either.

Hiccup: You think I hurt his feelings?

Bodil: Well when I had to lie to you about Heather being a spy and you told me that you rely on me, I know that made me feel awful. And I'm sure hearing you say that you were disappointed in him probably hurt him just as much.

Snotlout: Here you go, Hiccup. My portion of Monstrous Nightmare gel.

Tuffnut: Okay. Eh. Uh. We'd like to make a good faith offer for Hookfang's gel.