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33. Getting Along-ish

Talulahh's POV:

"Really, dad?" I groaned. "I already forgave him."

"But did he forgive you?" My father replied.

"Yes."

"Still, you need to make up. Get to know each other." Stoick nudged me. "Chief's orders."

"Fine." I reluctantly agreed.

"Good."

Stoick was making me spend the day with Gunnar. I said I trusted him, that didn't mean I liked him.

"So," Gunnar walked up to me. "We friends? We do have to spend the whole day together."

"Acquaintances." I said. "The best you get is acquaintances."

"I'll take it." Gunnar smirked.

"You better." I replied.

"So, what should we do?" Gunnar grabbed my arm.

Hunter #2 grabbed ny arm, pulling me close.

I flinched away. "D-don't touch me." I said, trying to mask the shake in my tone.

"Fine." Gunnar shrugged. "But, seriously,what should we do?"

"Well, I was planning on mucking out some of the stalls in the hangar. You're welcome to join." I grinned,  giggling at his look of disgust.

"I guess." Gunnar groaned.

"Good." I smiled truimphantly, puting my hair into a low pony.

We walked to the hangar, I led him to the empty stalls. Vikings had taken their dragons out for Thor knows why, and the nice thing to do was muck out their stalls for them.

"Why are we doing this again?" Gunnar said as he hurled a scoop of droppings over his shoulder.

"Oh, you-" I cut myself off as I wiped poop from my eyes.

Gunnar burst out laughing. "You are actually disgusting. I can't believe you." I scoffed.

"You act like I did it on purpose." He replied.

"Whatever." I grumbled, trying to walk away.

"Nuh-uh-uh." Gunnar shook his head. "You're not leaving until we finish." He motioned to the many stalls we still had to clean.

"Are you serious? You're gonna make me suffer the whole time?" I clarified.

"Yep. If you don't I'll tell your dad you hit me again." He threatened.

"Blackmail? That's your new low?" I asked, reluctantly picking up my shovel.

"I can go lower." Gunnar decided.

"Like what? Betrayal?" I scoffed.

His face paled. "Maybe not that low."

"Yeah." I nodded. "Makes sense."

"Tell me about yourself." Gunnar told me.

"Well, I'm a Dragon Rider. I have a Death Song named Sapphire and a Fireworm named Chip. I'm a healer." I listed, tilting my head from side to side as I did so.

"You know, Tide Gliders are known for their healing abilities." Gunnar shrugged. "Could be useful."

"Yeah, but I feel like thay would be a little difficult. I already have so many dragons at the Edge to take care of." I said.

"How many?" The man asked.

"Well, Saph and Chip, obviously. Then I've also been tasked with taking care of Soulflower, Spikefly, Ladon, and Sharpflame." I replied.