Fishlegs: These Buttercup Poppies will assimilate perfectly into our topiary salute to the current "Changewing Migration". Oops. No, no, you go ahead, girl. I'm right behind you. [Tuffnut growling] Please tell me I'm not leaning on a... (Tuffnut leaps from his hiding spot, camouflaged as a Changewing, and roars) 'Fishlegs:' (Screams and runs away) ...Changewing! (Scene switches to Tuffnut, attempting to "get"Astrid.)
Tuffnut: (growls)
Astrid: (sighs) Oh, boy. Stormfly! (Stormfly knocks Tuffnut from the wall.) Ha!
Tuffnut: ('growls in annoyance) Astrid's impossible to get.
(Scene change Bodil and Aquantis are walking along when she comes to a quick stop. She pulls out a small knife from her waistband. She throws it straight at the wall closest to her and Aquantis. Getting Tuffnut right above his head causing him to scream.)
Tuffnut: Aahh Ahh. Oh No! (Tuffnut starts crying)
Bodil: Oh don't cry Tuff I'm sorry. Just don't try and scare me. Tuff please stop crying.
Tuffnut: I can't get anyone.
Bodil: That's not true. Have you tried— (She whispers something in his ear)
Tuffnut: You are an evil genius.
(Scene switches to Snotlout, looking in wonder at the pile of rubbish Ruffnut appears to be throwing out)
Snotlout: How much trash do you two make in a week?
Ruffnut: Pfft. This is just Tuesday, boyo. The rest is out in the back.
Snotlout: (yelps) Oh, my Thor.
Ruffnut: Come on! Better get a move on. That trash is not going to dispose of itself.
Snotlout: Fine! You're welcome.
Ruffnut: Oh, whoa!
Tuffnut: Ow! Ouch! What are you doing?
Ruffnut: What am I doing? What am I doing?
Tuffnut: You know how much I enjoy my role in the Changewing migration. I do this every year.
Ruffnut: And I hate it every year! It seriously creeps me out when you creep up on me.
Tuffnut: Duh. Isn't that the whole idea?
Ruffnut: You know what? Take that weak sauce somewhere else before you get yourself killed! Oh, here's an idea. Go scare Snotlout! He's an idiot. He'll fall for it.
Tuffnut: Excellent idea. Ah! A-creeping I shall go.
(Scene switches to Snotlout. He sees a real Changewing merging out of camouflage, and mistakes it for Tuffnut.)
Snotlout: Ugh. Ahh! Come on, Tuffnut, do you really think I'm in the mood for your childish Changewing games? Well, I'm not. Ooh, a roar. Scary. That was actually a pretty good roar. Very specific. Ow, that feels like a real claw. [screams] Do not ask, because I do not want to talk about it. Huh? Do you have any idea what I've been through? This Changewing migration is going to be the death of me.
Fishlegs: ('patiently) Snotlout, if you just leave the Changewings alone, they'll move on in a couple of days and you won't have to worry about them again. We go through this every year.
Hiccup: You're agitating them. All that ranting and screaming and stomping around just makes them madder and makes them stay here that much longer.
Snotlout: Wait. So now it's my fault? (screams)
Tuffnut: (roars) I'm a Changewing! Changewing, out!
(Hiccup spots a boat coming in to land. Throk steps out.)
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My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version
FanfictionThis is just My Chieftess from the HTTYD universe but with all the scripts. Including the trilogy... and Dragons: Race to the Edge. And specials. I haven't finished Dragons: Riders of Berk but when I do it'll go here.
