My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version

Episode 7: To Heather or Not To Heather

Heather: You need to tell her. I don't think it would change the way she thinks about you.

Astrid: I can't. I know how much she loves Hiccup and I know how in love she is with him. They're my best friends, I don't want to make things awkward between us.

Heather: It won't, I'm sure of it. All though I think you should tell them to speed it up. I'm waiting for the wedding banquet. They really are perfect for each other.

Astrid: And I could say the same to you about a certain pen pal. You two have practically worn out our flock of Terrible Terrors.

Heather: No idea what you're talking about.

Snotlout: Oh, my Thor, what is that smell?

Heather: Dinner. I was hungry. I figured you guys were, too.

Snotlout: Oh, yes!

Ruffnut: Cool!

Tuffnut: Mmm-mmm. Uh this isn't chicken, right? 'Cause I don't do chicken. Everybody knows that.

Heather: Those are yak chops. The other, other white meat.

Tuffnut: Great. I'd never do chick- I don't eat- I'm in. Who's hogging the gravy?

Hiccup: Uh, gang, sorry to tell you, but we've got more Nadders incoming.

Snotlout: Oh, come on. Now?

Heather: Nadders?

Astrid: The yearly Nadder migration takes them through the worst of Dragon Hunter territory. We've been herding them away and diverting them to a different route.

Fishlegs: It takes them longer to get to their migratory home, but at least they actually arrive safely.

Hiccup: Heather, you and Windshear could come with us. We can sure use the help.

Heather: Windshear is still tired from the long trip. We'll only slow you guys down.

Fishlegs: Maybe Meatlug and I should stay behind and keep Heather company.

Snotlout: Hey, I can keep Heather company. Everyone says that I'm a great company-keeper.

Astrid: Who has ever said that?

Snotlout: You don't know everybody. Shut up, Astrid.

Fishlegs: So how about a tour of the Edge? I was a guide back on Berk, you know.

Heather: Wow, that's impressive. Lead the way.

Fishlegs: And lead the way, I shall. This is our zip-line system. It makes it very convenient to get from the top of the Edge down here.

Heather: Should we try it out?

Fishlegs: Uh Hanging from a rope while hurtling through the air in the dark is not really my thing. Besides, lots to see and not a lot of time to see it.

Heather: Whatever you think. I'm all yours.

Fishlegs: Okay, so this is the place I picked out to build your hut. I'm not sure if you know this, but Astrid can get a little bossy. You'll probably want your own place.

Heather: I'm not sure we want to build anything permanent quite yet. But, if I end up staying, you picked out a nice place for me. Windshear. That's Windshear!

Fishlegs: No! Meatlug!

Heather: No! Windshear, no!

Astrid: Whoa. What happened here? Why are these two fighting?

Fishlegs: I don't understand. Meatlug loves all dragons. She gets that from me. Meatlug, no!

Tuffnut: Wow. Never thought I'd see our sweet little Meatlug turn into the green monster.