Oh Great.

[summing_it_up]

Hhhhhoh no.

Do you– do you even see what you're doing? Mun? You were doing other stuff and you just got back from doing other stuff. There's a lot of other things to work on than doing... [Copious amount of hand and arm motions] this.

Look, seriously. I don't need any attention or supervision. I'm good. I've been good! Now's not the time to...y'know...get distracted? Right?

...No?

Okay. I tried. But really, you should. Do something else. Over there. Away from here.

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[shepherdofthefrost]

The way I see it, now is always the best time to get distracted.

[summing_it_up]

Really? Oh, look at that, you're power of persuasion just worked.

[shepherdofthefrost]

I like to think of it as the power of fun. Distractions are fun. So, I guess all I have to say is...just doin' my job?

dkfjg sorry I keep hitting those stupid icon links

[summing_it_up]

...Okay, yeah. I'll give you that. You're doing it too well, in my opinion.

[mightiestgreen]

....you're just a kid. [That's just cruel. In Bruce's opinion, that is. Exposing a kid to the dangers in this...internet space.]

[summing_it_up]

[But he's been exposed to the crazy nets before, so this is normal?]

Yyyeah, I am. [Wait. Hold on, no.] But I'm about...fifteen, sixteen winters old? Practically a man, actually!

[mightiestgreen]

...I suppose. [Bruce wasn't an authority on how old kids should be before they're turned loose. But surely being sixteen was pushing it?]

You're probably not even driving yet.

[summing_it_up]

[He doesn't feel like that's bad, though. Being a Viking and all.]

I...drive a dragon?

[mightiestgreen]

[...Bruce cleans out one ear with his pinkie finger, he must have heard that wrong]

Sorry, a what?

[summing_it_up]

Um. Dragon?



You know – big, reptile-like creatures? With wings? Well, more like they range in shape and size, but you get the idea...

[mightiestgreen]

I know what a dragon is. And I take it back, aren't you too old to be playing pretend like that?

[summing_it_up]

What– oh! Oh, n-no, I'm being serious! I have a dragon.

[mightiestgreen]

[Bruce gives him a narrow look. He could be messing with Bruce for a laugh.]

Dragons weren't exactly around. Giant lizards, yes, but not for ages. You're talking about an actual dragon? A giant flying lizard that breathes fire? [That's a myth, surely. Though Bruce couldn't speak too much on it, he turns into a giant green rage monster when he's angry. That shouldn't exist either.]

[summing_it_up]

[Oh. Oh oh. He doesn't like that look. He knows that look. Hiccup hesitates during those few seconds of panic, gesturing nervously.]



I– no, you have to believe me! That's what I'm saying! Real, live dragons. Very real. They exist where I come from. The one I ride is a Night Fury, and it's...not here right now, but he's harmless if I'm around!

[mightiestgreen]

[Bruce is still skeptical....but he doesn't want to smash the kid's fantasy if it meant that much to him.]

Okay, alright...so you have a dragon. [He'll go along with that for now.]

[summing_it_up]

Yeah! [He sounds relieved, maybe even a bit proud of himself.] It wasn't the easiest thing to do and kinda terrible when you think about it, but I managed to train him. More like fly with him – I have to control his tail fin since he's sorta lacking one side–

[And as much as he'd babble on about this, he can sense that skepticism.]



Aaaand you really don't believe me, do you.

[mightiestgreen]

....not really, no. Sorry, kid. [He really is.]

[summing_it_up]

Awww man! Well. I tried!

[mightiestgreen]

Sorry, it's just... [sigh] I'm a scientist so it helps to have actual proof.

That and I'm pretty cynical.

[summing_it_up]

Oh. I get the cynical part, all right. But now that you mention the scientist part, it makes sense.

[mightiestgreen]

Yeah...

And I don't exactly live around dragons.

[summing_it_up]

Yeah, that's the part I usually forget when talking to other people from different worlds.

[mightiestgreen]

[Hm, okay. Being from another world might explain quite a few things.]

Where are you from?

[summing_it_up]

A cold little island in the middle of the ocean called Berk. It's not bad – we have basic needs, enough sheep and yaks to pull wool and milk from. Eggs. Wood. We're just not...modern.

[mightiestgreen]

....sounds nice. And quiet. [Bruce likes quiet.]

[summing_it_up]

If you get far enough from the Vikings that live there, yeah, it is. [Obviously Bruce isn't the only one.]

[mightiestgreen]

Don't suppose there's a separate island away from everyone? [Isolation helps too.]

[summing_it_up]

[That's not a bad idea...] There might be a few.

[mightiestgreen]

I might be interested in seeing one of those. Preferably alone. Nobody would come exploring there, would they? [Well, they were Vikings, they were explorers, right?]

[summing_it_up]

Huh. Well...no, not really? The chief makes his rounds, but that's more oriented toward our village. Or to any neighboring villages. [These Vikings are homebodies, seriously.] We're pretty secluded, so I don't think it would be a problem...