My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version

Episode 4: Snotlout's Angels

Hiccup: Okay, Hookfang, I get it. You're worried about Snotlout. Why don't we just take a little break and give the rest of us a chance to- Okay, who needs to catch their breath anyway? You guys relax, I'll go.

Fishlegs: No way, all right? We are going with you. Meatlug just got her second wind.

Hiccup: What the- What the- Are are those-

Fishlegs: Flying women?

Hiccup: Uh. Am I crazy or is that impossible?

Bodil: What's impossible?

Fishlegs: Nothing. Nothing. We're just having some friendly hallucinations.

Tuffnut: Wait, so, you didn't see the angelic flying native women? Man, did you miss it.

Hiccup: Okay, we really have to know more about these, whatever they are. Hey, Fishlegs, take a look at this.

Fishlegs: Amazing. Just amazing. The density of the vegetation is unparalleled for an island in this area of the- Oh. You were talking about the giant village of women with wings.

Hiccup: Hold on. I think I found Snotlout. They've got him and they're taking him into a cave.

Bodil: Yeah, he probably said something he would say, and now they're gonna-

Ruffnut: Hey, at least our hands are clean.

Tuffnut: As a whistle. Just sucks we don't get to watch.

Hiccup: We're not gonna let them do anything to Snotlout. We're gonna go in there and get him and bring him home.

Ruffnut: Who is this "we" you speak of?

Hiccup: All of us.

Bodil: It's all women down there. If we have to save him, and I'm not convinced we do, I think it would be easier for Astrid, Heather, Ruffnut and I to take the lead. You know, put 'em at ease.

Heather: What if we all went in on Windshear? There's something familiar about those wings.

Hiccup: All right, then it's settled. We'll be there if you need us. You might not wanna mention anything about Snotlout, until you know why they have him locked up in that cave.

Atali: What a beautiful Razorwhip. And so well-behaved.

Heather: I've had her since she was a hatchling. She must have gotten separated from her mother.

Atali: I am Atali. We are not here to harm you, but to ask how it is you find yourselves within our island's borders.

Astrid: There was a terrible storm. We were on our way back to our own island and we must have gotten blown off course.

Atali: I'm afraid that we don't usually allow men on our island, so your friend will have to-

Ruffnut: Hey, I'm more woman than you'll ever be, sister.

Atali: My apologies. Follow us. We will provide you with shelter this evening and a hot meal.

Ruffnut: Now we're talking. What's on the menu?

Atali: We're having stew. Sacred stew.

Ruffnut: Mmm. Sacred.

Atali: As I said, we do not allow males to integrate into our tribe on a permanent basis.

Astrid: Why is that?

Atali: We have important work here, a higher purpose, if you will. Males would neither understand, nor would they be helpful.

Ruffnut: Amen to that, sister.

Heather: Ruff, you don't really feel that way about the guys.

Ruffnut: Don't I? I can't remember us ever having this discussion, Heather.