In Lieu Of A Tail

28. Heather And Camicazi Look For Explosions And General Destruction

As soon as both Tracer and Windshear were saddled up, the quintet took to the air. Misty flew beside Tracer and they took the Southern side of the island whilst Windshear took the North. The Smokebreath did some recon on her own through the thicker parts of forest as her smaller stature meant she could fit places the Changewing couldn't.

It wasn't long before they heard an explosion, and obviously they flew straight towards it. Really, who wouldn't fly straight towards an explosion?

They arrived only a few minutes after Hiccup – a consequence of somehow having been on the complete opposite side of the island – and were dumbfounded by the fact that his face was puffy and blotchy from tears. Oh, and the fact that he seemed to be instructing two identical Vikings on how to approach a grass-green Zippleback.

"What in the name of Freja are you doing now?" Heather called as Windshear began her descent, a gentle spiral to the ground.

"Obviously we're teaching the two two-legs to ride us." Answered the left head.

"Yeah, what does it look like?" Continued the right head, both were silenced by a glare from Heather.

"Hiya guys!" 

"Hi Aurora, who blew something up?" Cami asked.

"That was an accident!" Both Zippleback heads cried.

"Oh, th-that was B-arf and Bel-ch, thought tha–" Aurora started.

"Wait, what?!" Heather spluttered, cutting Aurora off – she pouted in response – in her surprise, "Y-you're talking?!"

"Obv-obv-, ugh, duh." Aurora replied, not quite getting the words she wanted but getting her point across nonetheless.

"In NORSE?!" Cami uttered, in a similar state of disbelief.

"They d-don't get dr-dragon-ese." Aurora indicated the twins, who had somehow managed to mount the Zippleback without getting eaten.

"Wha-I-WHAT?!" Came Tracer's educated response.

The silence was soon shattered by a sneeze from the group's resident Smothering Smokebreath. One thing that is important to know about this type of dragon is that when they sneeze, they produce a cloud of smoke. Misty tended to sneeze in awkward situations, so the clearing was quickly enveloped by her smoke. The dragons took off, some – in the cases of Hiccup and Aurora – picking up their riders first. They flapped their wings strongly to clear the smoke, and then landed again. Upon landing, Ruffnut cackled and Tuffnut fainted, sliding off his head and falling for a second before Belch – the right head and his mount – caught him in their mouth.

"I wike dis one." Belch announced through a mouthful of Tuffnut's foot.

"Yeah! We taught 'em that!" He proclaimed when he regained consciousness and found himself dangling from the Zippleback's mouth. At his sister's eye roll, he continued. "We didn't teach them that, did we? Nah, I didn't think so."

"My turn!" She called, leaping off her head and being caught in a similar fashion to Tuffnut.

"My one is better!" Barf managed around Ruffnut's foot. Both heads placed their riders on the ground and began to bicker between each other.

"I'm not even gonna comment on that." Hiccup muttered, Aurora snickered.

"Are we really gonna ignore what just happened?!" Windshear shrieked.

"Yeah! Aurora just spoke in Norse!" Misty added, seemingly too confused to ramble as she usually did.

"It's like she said, the twins don't speak Dragonese and Aurora wanted to do pranks with them, so she decided to use Norse." Astra explained calmly, the spark in her eyes and the way she seemed to have drawn herself up giving away how happy she was about the development. A real smile – warm and true – spread across her face, and she nuzzled her rider affectionately. Aurora scratched her sister's scales softly, the corners of her lips turning up.

"Yes, and I think I speak for everyone when I say I'm proud of you, Sister." Toothless rumbled softly.

"Yeah, and I'm glad you met the twins, despite the fact that I'm sure it means that Ragnarök is starting." Hiccup added, smirking.

"And I told you, I'm blackmailing the roosters!"

"Wait, wha– " Heather tried to ask.

"These guys really need some saddles, race you to the forge?" Aurora interrupted, not waiting for a response before she and Astra took off, both in fits of laughter. 

"I like her." Barf commented.

"Me too." Belch agreed, their previous argument of which twin was better forgotten – nobody was going to win anyway.

Heather, Camicazi and their dragons simply stood there, shocked and confused, before Cami snorted.

"I'm not even sure why I'm surprised." She muttered, mounting Tracer and beginning to chuckle as they flew after the duo. Heather shook her head and smiled, also beginning to giggle as she headed for the forge with Windshear.

"We still need to talk about that Aurora!" Hiccup called after her- she didn't hear him, nor was she going to talk about it- he turned to the twins and their new dragon, "C'mon guys, mount Barf and Belch and then we'll go get you guys some saddles."

The Night Fury took off, followed quickly by the Zippleback in a zig-zag motion – Barf and Belch weren't quite used to carrying riders.

AN: Guess who isn't dead! I am so so so sorry this took so long the words did nOT WANT TO EXIST!

Thank you again to my amaZHANG beta fuzzyellie- she's the reason it says "fainted" instead of "fanted"!

Shoutout to browhal1 for the names Misty and Trez!

I hope to get the next chapter up faster than this one, interesting things will happen soon I promise!

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