My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version

Episode 4: Snotlout's Angels

Atali: If you'll excuse me for a moment, I have some business to attend to. But feel free to take in the beauty our island has to offer.

Astrid: Well, that's the end of Snotlout. We tried, so now I think I will take in the beauty of this island.

Bodil: (Whistles) That was smooth.

Ruffnut: Hey, at least Snotlout will die surrounded by beautiful women and the smell of sacred stew.

Heather: If he's still alive, we need to get to him before he says anything to make them any more angry. Yeah, that ship's sailed, huh?

Bodil: Hey, can you three keep their chief busy?

Heather: We can try.

Bodil: I'll find Snotlout. He's a muttonhead, but unfortunately, he's our muttonhead.

Ruffnut: Come on, Heather. I thought I saw a boar pit when we were flying in. Hey, maybe they're up for a game of doubles.

Bodil: Ugh. Snotlout. Snotlout, wake up. Hey, SnottyBoy.

Snotlout: Bo. You came for me. I knew you would. I knew it. Wait a minute. No, I didn't. You hate me. Why would you?

Bodil: I don't hate you, Snotlout. You frustrate the living, you know, and I sometimes want to rip you into pieces. But you're one of us. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.

Snotlout: Bo, you care about me. You really, really care.

Bodil: Yeah, I actually do, but nobody is ever going to believe you if you tell them I said that. Now, what exactly is it that you said to them to get them so mad at you?

Snotlout: All I did was fall in the ocean and these clearly unstable natives are planning on using me in their sacred stew. That's exactly what happened. All right, maybe I said a few things that were taken out of context.

Bodil: Snotlout.

Snotlout: Fine. I'm learning. I'm a work in progress. The archipelago wasn't built in a day.

Bodil: All right. The others are gonna meet up with you at the base of the mountains on the north end of the island. Do you know which way is north?

Snotlout: Seriously, did you just ask me that?

Bodil: It's that way.

Snotlout: Oh, got it.

Bodil: Oh, yeah, you're welcome.

Snotlout: Snotlout!

Bodil: No, any time, sure. My pleasure. Whoa. What happened to you?

Heather: Turns out that was a boar pit.

Astrid: And they did want to play doubles.

Bodil: Well, I'd ask how you did, but-

Ruffnut: Don't. I do not want to talk about it. Some people do not take the game as seriously as they should.

Astrid: But anyway, did you free Snotlout.

Bodil: Yep we're all set to go. Where's Windshear?

Atali: You're not leaving, are you?

Astrid: Oh, yes, I'm afraid we have to.

Heather: We have a long way to fly, and it'll be dark soon.

Atali: Such a shame. I so wanted to show you the newborns.

Heather: I don't understand. Where are their mothers? How could you keep them from-

Atali: We're not keeping them from their mothers. We're saving them. Heather, were you aware that nearly a thousand years ago, the Razorwhip almost became extinct?