My Chieftess... ✨Scripted✨ version

Episode 12: Snuffnut

Snotlout: Mm-hmm, okay. Now we're getting somewhere.

Ruffnut: Wait. There's more. "Sorry, I meant a feast for Chicken in my honor, 'cause you would never eat Chicken. And if anyone ever tries to, I will haunt you to the ends of the archipelago". And now I must go fulfill my Thorston Schleibeldorg Ritual.

Astrid: Schleibeldorg?

Ruffnut: I shall be alone in my hut, in the dark, eating only sea slugs and toenails for the next two days. Any extra toenails are welcomed. I can blow through them pretty quickly in my grief.

Snotlout: Pfft! She's not getting my toenails. I work too hard on them.

Astrid: I'd better keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't do something crazy.

(Ruffnut runs off, and Bodil and Hiccup follow Toothless who grabs Tuffnut from the wall.)

Tuffnut: Don't be alarmed, mortals. I, I am the spirit of Tuffnut Laverne Thorston.

Hiccup: Tuffnut, we know you're not a ghost.

Tuffnut: Oh, really? How? How do you know such a thing? (Bodil kisses him on the cheek. (he gasps) Yes! Oh (Switches to a deeper voice) Yes, I mean. All right, fine. I'm not dead. But you cannot tell my sister.

Hiccup: What are you talking about?

Tuffnut: If she wants to go with the Throkman, I want her to make that decision on her own. You said it yourself. She deserves to be happy, and- And if it means a life of haunting the moors of Berk, then so be it.

Hiccup: This is arguably the worst idea in the history of worst ideas.

Bodil: Mhm right up there with trusting a girl you've never met to stay in your room and take the book of dragons against the better judgement of your betrothed.

Hiccup: You will never let me live that down will you?

Bodil: Nope.

Tuffnut: Look, just give me 24 hours. That's all we need for the young lovers to figure out whether romance is in their future or rather a life of misery and despair!

(Scene switches to Ruff, with Throk, Astrid, and Fishlegs. Ruff is complaining in depsair)

Ruffnut: Schleibeldorg! Schleibeldorg! Toenail!

Throk: Fishlegs, how long must we wait for this grieving process to conclude?

Ruffnut: Darkness!

(Ruff begins to head towards the stables, armed with a weapon)

Fishlegs: Ruff, where are you going?

Ruffnut: To the stables to see a Changewing about a man. A dead man.

Throk: A revenge kill. Hmm. I am conflicted. My love for Ruffnut on one hand, and on the other, a life dedicated to protecting dragons.

Astrid: Both really good reasons to stop her. Besides, the flock won't migrate unless it's complete.

(Scene switches to Ruff in the Chagewing's stable.)

Hiccup: Ruff, no. It's not worth it.

Ruffnut: Who are you to tell me what's worth what?

Bodil: You can't kill that dragon. It's not gonna bring Tuffnut back.

Ruffnut: First of all, I would never harm a scale on this dragon's head. My brother lives in him.

Snotlout: And the creep-factor just keeps on coming.

Ruffnut: This dragon, Snuffnut, shall be my lifelong companion. I shall train him. I shall teach him. I shall share my life with him. My inner thoughts and demons! The spirit of my brother shall always be by my side. By my side! By my side!