How to train your dragon girl

The Iron Gronckle

(We open with the dragon rides flying after an outcast ship but with meatlug far behind they fly around a corner and miss it)

Snotlout: We missed it.

Astrid: It was headed this way. It must've outrun us.

Hiccup: How does an Outcast ship outrun our dragons?

(Fishlegs and meatlug land)

Snotlout: That's how.

Fishlegs: Whoo! We were really moving, girl. What'd we miss?

Snotlout: It's not what you missed. It's what we all missed! What? I'm just calling it like I see it. If we didn't have slow and really, really slow holding us back, I don't know, maybe we'd have a chance to actually do what we're supposed to be doing!

Hiccup: Snotlout, that's not helping.

Astrid: Nah, that's a bit harsh.

Fishlegs: Guys, he does have a point.

Hiccup: Fishlegs.

Fishlegs: No, it's no big deal, Hiccup. You guys keep looking. Meatlug and I will circle back and patrol the cliffs, shore up the rear.

Hiccup: Are you sure about this?

Fishlegs: Absolutely.

Hiccup: Okay. Well, use your dragon call if you spot anything.

Fishlegs: You know I will.

(They then all fly off leaven meatlug and ship legs behind)

Fishlegs: Wow, I thought they'd put up more of a fight than that. Didn't you?

(They then godly to their own island they found as meatlug eats rocks and Fishlegs eats barriers)

Fishlegs: You thinking what I'm thinking? Yeah, that's right. There's plenty of stuff we do better than the others. Like hovering. And zig-zagging. And then there's... stationary flying, which admittedly, is similar to hovering. (Meatlug licks his face) Oh, girl, you always know how to make me feel better. And I know how to make you feel better too. Have at 'em, girl.

(They then start to eat as Meatlug eats a ton of rock and fishers chomps down on some Barrie's but they soon head back to berk as Meatlug not feel to well after eating so many rocks)

Fishlegs: Gobber... Could you help Meatlug? (hiccups) She's not feeling well.

Gobber: What's the problem?

Fishlegs: She ate a ton of rocks, but she can't seem to fire out any lava.

(He takes a look in side)

Gobber: Mm. Ugh. Odin's dirty diaper.

Fishlegs: What's wrong?

Gobber: Dragon breath. I'd say you two overdid it. Celebrating, were you?

Fishlegs: (stomach heaves) Uh... Not exactly.

Gobber: Don't worry. Old Gobber can fix her right up.

Gobber: Nope. Nope. Ooh. No. A-ha. There we go.

(He tickles her with a feather and she start to spit out lava and it goes everywhere in the shop)

Fishlegs: Sorry about your shop. I've never seen her make this much lava before. Or this color. It's weird. Okay. Tickle at will.

Gobber: Ugh. Keep your tunic on, boy. I only do dragons.

(Cut to the outcast as they are going into one of Nero's caves and they see baby whispering death and one of them try's to kill them)