III. Hablaty Harákoló Harald személy
'GO!' yelled Hiccup.
Hiccup flung his arm up. Toothless hung on.
'I said GO!' Hiccup repeated in frustration.
'W-w-why g-g-go?' shuddered Toothless, gripping even tighter.
'Just go GO GO GO GO!!!!' screamed Hiccup, flapping his arm up and down frantically, with Toothless hanging on to it for dear life.
'Toothless,' said Hiccup, as reasonably as he could, 'please go. If you don't start going when I tell you to, we are both going to be thrown into exile.'
'But I don't w-w-want to go,'
'Hooligans and Meatheads! Terrors of the Seas, Sons of Thor and most feared Masters of the Dragon! I feel humbled to present you with the most recent member of the Hooligan Tribe. I give you my son – HICCUP THE USEFUL!'
'He says he comes in peace,' said Hiccup. There were huge hurrahs and heavy stampings of feet.
Hiccup held up his hand for silence.
'He's still going to kill us, though.'
'Hiccup can speak to dragons!' shouted Fishlegs, very loudly indeed.
'Hiccup?' said Gobber the Belch.
'HICCUP?' – said Stoick the Vast.
'Yes, Hiccup,' said Old Wrinkly. 'Small boy, red hair, freckles, you were going to put him into exile this morning.'
'This is too good to be true,' Hiccup said to himself ten minutes later as Toothless returned from a second trip, clearly too bored for words but dropping a couple of herring at Hiccup's feet. 'In abouth half an hour, I, Hiccup, will become a fully paid-up member of the Hairy Hooligan tribe.'
It was too good to be true.
Thor's thunder boomed and crackled above him blackly.
'OK, THEN,' screamed Hiccup, 'HIT ME with your stupid lightning. Just do something to show yoe're thinking about me AT ALL.'
But there were to be no bolts of lightning for Hiccup. Thor clearly didn't think he was important enough for an answer.
'What's black and white and red all over?' asked Hiccup.
Toothless didn't know.
'A sunburnt penguin,' replied Hiccup.
'The thing about us d-d-dragons,' said Toothless, helpfully, 'is we're s-s-survivors. We're not like s-s-soppy cats or d-d-dumb dogs, falling in l-l-love with their Masters and yucky things like that. Only reason we ever do what a m-m-man wants is because he's b-b-bigger than us and gives us food.'
'What's he saying?' asked Fishlegs.
'Pretty much what you're saying, said Hiccup.
'N-n-never trust a dragon,' said Toothless.
'STOP!' yelled Hiccup, as feathers flew in all directions.
Toothless replied by sicking up the remains of a recently deceased mouse right in the middle of Stoick"s pillow.
'Aaaargh!' said Hiccup.
'AAAAAAARGH!' said Stoick the Vast, who entered the room at the very moment.
Toothless launched himself at Stoick the Vast's beard, which he mistook with a chicken.
'Get him off!' said Stoick.
The dragon struggled wildly, shouting 'WANT F-F-FISH NOW! WANT F-F-FOOD NOW! CATS ARE YUMMY WANT FOOD NOW!'
'We don't HAVE any fish,' repeated Hiccup, from between gritted teeth, feeling all his calmness deserting him, 'and you can't eat the cat – I like him.'