"All right, gang, we'll buzz past the Scauldron and draw its attention so Astrid, Ruff, and Tuff can net it from behind and drag it out to sea, got it?" Hiccup ordered.

"I still think we should blast it!" Snotlout huffed.

"Stoick just wants us to move the Scauldron out of Berk's fishing lanes, so don't get any crazy ideas," Astrid said to the twins.

"Uh, sorry. Crazy is what we do, Astrid. Duh!" Ruff laughed.

"You guys do realize that a Scauldron's hot water blast can rip the scales right off a Screaming Death?" Fishlegs shuddered.

"Excuse me! Have a little humanity!" I gasped as Spike cried and buried his now Night Fury head in my arms.

There was roaring from the distance.

"There it is. Let's focus, guys." Hiccup said.

"As usual, nobody's listening to Fishlegs." Fishlegs complained and I glared at him, then got on Spike.

"One... Two... Three!" Hiccup signalled and we flew at the dragon.

Thing's we're going smoothly until-

"Ah-choo! Aah!"

Fishlegs sneezed and the Scauldron fired at Snotlout, he dodged but fell of Hookfang and into the water in the process.

"Aaah! Help me!" Snotlout shrieked.

Spike dove towards the water and grabbed Snotlout in his claws.

"Abort, abort! Ah! Fishlegs!" Hiccup yelled.

Somehow we got everybody back on Berk in one piece

"Uhh! I knew I'd hate this mission." Snotlout whined. "You and your Snot-rockets almost got me killed!"

"Calm down, Snotlout, you lived. Yay us." Astrid said.

"Also, he has 'Snot' in his name, should he really be making 'Snot' related humour?" I asked Spike.

"No thanks to Itch-legs over here." Snotlout yelled.

"It's so weird. I mean, I never... oh... ever... Ah-choo!" Fishlegs sneezed and started scratching his arms violently. "...get sick. Ohh."

"Oh, gods," Hiccup muttered

"Dig deeper, see if you can draw blood." Tuff urged.

"Uh, please don't do that," I said.

"Well, something's clearly not right with you." Hiccup continued.

"I don't see what the big deal is, okay? Everybody sneezes and scratches sometimes." Fishlegs grunted.

"Not like a honey-covered yak on an anthill," Tuff said like that was supposed to mean something to us. "What? You've never seen a honey-covered yak on an anthill? Well, those things scratch. It's terrifying. The horrors haunt my dreams."

"I really don't feel sick, okay? I promise I'm fine." Fishlegs said and suppressed another cough.

"Ugh. Well, maybe you're just allergic to something." Hiccup suggested.

"Uh, that's impossible. Allergies don't run in the Ingerman family. I'm clean, serene and..." Fishlegs was cut off by Ruffnut.

"And an itchin' machine!" Which was a very accurate phrase at the moment.

"Might I interject?" Tuff asked, very sophisticatedly for who he was. "We, at the Thorston house, have a very simple allergen detection system. It has never failed."

"Why don't I-" now it was my turn to get cut off.

"That's a system?" Ruff asked.

"It is now. Thousand-year-old egg. Slam this down your gullet." Tuff said and handed Fishlegs something that could have once been an egg.

"You really shouldn't-" I tried.

And...he put the egg in his mouth.

"Hmm. Oh, it could use a little sea salt." Fishlegs said with a mouthful.

I cringed.

"Ahh." Tuff sighed.

"What about this?" Ruff said and offered some...hair?

"Aah!" Fishlegs breathed a sigh of relief

"Yak hair. Takes itchy to a whole new level." Ruff explained.

"Not really. Feels kind of like my old Aunt Gerta. You know she used to..." Fishlegs was cut off by Hiccup.

"No, I'd like to be able to sleep tonight."

"Spoiled, coagulated goat milk with just a pinch of hoof jam. I find it changes the whole experience." The more ingredients Todd listed, the sicker I felt.

"Hmm. Oh, that is... cheesy and delicious!" Fishlegs gulped it down and Meatlug came over to licked the bowl.

"Ugh!" I put my fist to my mouth and looked away.

"I'm telling you, I've never been allergic to anything. Ah-choo!" Fishlegs said and...can you guess? Sneezed!

"Huh." Hiccup mumbled and watched Fishlegs and Meatlug.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Fishlegs?" Hiccup said slowly. "I think you might be allergic to... Meatlug."

Meatlug growled in dismay.

"Why, all of a sudden, would he be allergic to Meatlug?" Astrid asked.

"Perhaps it's just a simple case of adult-onset allergies." Tuff hummed.

"Ah, I concur with your diagnosis, Dr. Nut." Ruff agreed.

"I concur with your concur-ation."

"Adult-onset allergies develop in your elder years when your immune system mistakenly identifies a dangerous substance," Ruffnut explained.

"Don't be silly. There's no way I'm... *sneeze* ...allergic to Meat..." Fishlegs didn't even get a chance to finish that sentence before he broke out sneezing hysterically.

"Oh, yeah, diagnosis confirmed." Ruff nodded.

"Fishlegs, there's only one person that might actually be able to help." Hiccup said.

"Please tell me we're going to Gothi this time?" I asked hopefully and Hiccup nodded.

* * *

Snotlout chuckled. "Ohh, I gotta see this."

"What's she saying?" Fishlegs squeaked.

"Huh," Gobber said and rubbed his chin with his hook.

"What? What?!" Fishlegs was rocking back and forth in fear.

"She wants to paralyze you," Gobber said.

Fishlegs gasped and I face-palmed.

"Yes!" Snotlout cheered.

Gothi whacked Gobber over the head.

"Aah! Check that. Hypnotize. Sorry, she wants to hypnotize you." He corrected.

"Uhh, come on." Snotlout groaned.

Fishlegs chuckled, not believe this could work. "Unfortunately, guys, this is never gonna work on me because I'm way too... Okay." As soon as Gothi waved the coin he was out.

"Unconscious? Ha! Quick, put his hands in warm water." Snotlout laughed and looked around for a bucket.

"We're not going to do that." Hiccup said.

"Okay, now that he's under, she wants us to tell him that he's not allergic to Meatlug." I translated before Gobber said something completely wrong.

"Does that really work?" Snotlout asked.

"I guess we'll find out." Hiccup said and turned to the Snoring Viking. "Here goes. Fishlegs, you are not allergic to Meatlug. You are not allergic to Meatlug."

"So, that's it?" Snotlout groaned.

"Pretty much, we don't want to end up changing Fishlegs," I explained and kept an eye on Snotlout.

"Hypnosis is very powerful. Okay, let's bring him out of it." Hiccup agreed.

"Now, now, now, hang on a second." Snotlout interrupted. "We've got an opportunity here. We can rebuild Fish-face. We can turn him into a worshiped Viking, a fearless godlike hero... as strong as three yaks! A Viking who commands attention! In other words, a Viking worthy of my friendship." He boasted.

"I was hoping you were gonna say replace you, but okay," I smirked dramatically and held my arms up in fake defence.

"Uh, yeah, sorry, Snotlout, we're not doing any of that. You can bring him out of it now." Hiccup told Gothi.

Gothi snapped her fingers and Fishlegs' joints suddenly cracked.

"Fishlegs?" Hiccup asked.

When Fishlegs spoke it was very strange, it was like a completely different voice coming out. With an accent! "Fishlegs? There's no Fishlegs here. Who is this pudgy little reptile?" He said like a secret agent and gestured to Meatlug.

"Well, that was a bit harsh," I muttered and pet her.

"Fishlegs, are you all right?" Hiccup asked.

"Are you deaf, skinny, one-legged boy? The name's Bonecrusher. Aah! Thor Bonecrusher." Um, Thor said.

"Snotlout, do you realize what you've done? You fool, you've created...-" Hiccup was cut off by a fangirling Snotlout.

"My very own super-Viking... Thor Flipping Bonecrusher! I love it!"

* * *

"Oh, hello." Fishlegs- I mean, Thor Bonecrusher greeted the people of Berk.

Not gonna lie, he was very good with the ladies.

"And Gothi can't just turn him back?" Astrid asked us.

"Not without her staff, which Thor Bonecrusher crushed and threw off the cliff." Hiccup sighed.

"We could try a good whack to the head," I suggested.

"Is that Fishlegs?" All the women giggled to each other.

"So, TB, you're not afraid of anything, huh? Aha!" Snotlout asked and dodged a mace to the head.

"Mmm!" Thor just hummed in response.

"Oh."

"Ha! Child's play." Thor said and tossed away every weapon he grabbed.

"How about fire?" Snotlout asked.

"I scoff at fire!" He scoffed.

And then some lady started yelling.

"Fire! My house is on fire! Someone threw a torch on my house!"

"Perfect, a call to action!"

Thor jumped into action and magically put out the fire. The town started to cheer in amazement.

"Please hold your applause until the end of the rescue." A sheep landed in his hand. "You may commence."

"Fishlegs..." the lady said breathlessly.

"Fishlegs? Why does everybody keep calling me Fishlegs?" Thor asked.

"But you're Fishlegs... Fishlegs." She said.

"Nonsense, crone!"

"Oh!"

"Uhh! People of Berk... It is with great pleasure that I announce the arrival of me, Thor Bonecrusher. The most universally feared and loved Viking in all the land is here to enchant you with my presence." Thor exclaimed while striking a pose.

"Oh! Look out, the cart!" A man yelled.

We all looked and saw a cart rolling towards a baby on the ground.

"Why is there a baby on the ground in the first place?" I asked.

Thor Bonecrusher started doing flips towards the child.

"What?" Hiccup said in shock.

"Ah! The baby!" Probably the mother shrieked.

Thor ran to the baby, threw it in the air then tossed the cart in the air. He held the cart above his head with one hand, then caught and cradled the baby in the other.

"Yeah!" Cheers rang throughout the village as Thor bowed and put the cart down.

"All in a day's work." He grinned.

"Thor..." the baby giggled.

"Wow..." my jaw dropped.

"Did you see that?! That was incredible! He ran, and then did a flip and then a toss and then a thing, and then flipped into the other thing. Ohh! He's amazing." Snotlout fangirled while jumping around frantically.

"Is it me, or did Snotlout just fall in love with Fishlegs?" Astrid asked.

"I think everyone has," I said and looked around chanting.

"Bonecrusher! Bonecrusher! Bonecrusher! Bonecrusher! Bonecrusher!"

An animal groaned far off in the distance.

"Shh, everyone! Thor hears the sound of a baby yak in trouble."

Everyone looked dramatically to the fields.

We saw a dragon growling at a baby yak and the yak was backing away-

"Hey!" I said and started jumping to see what was going on. "I can't-"

The large crowd had grown even larger and these Vikings were all apparently six feet tall. Making no room for a scrawny teenage girl.

"Having some trouble there, (Y/n)?" Hiccup chuckled at my jumping.

"Are you gonna make fun of me, of help?" I frowned sarcastically.

"Come on," He laughed and bent down.

I sat on Hiccup's shoulders, watching the big fight.

"Who's winning?" He asked.

"The dragon- no Thor! Oh, it's the dragon! Oh, it is definitely not the dragon! That's gotta be painful... he's on fire!" I commentated.

"Thor is?!" Hiccup panicked.

"No, the dragon! It's not a Monstrous Nightmare either." I cringed. "He's down! Oh not anymore! Don't punch the dragon!"

"Hyah!" Thor yelled in victory, the villagers soon following along.

"What's next, Thor?"

"Show us more amazing feats of bravery!"

Thor chuckled. "I shall, citizen, I shall. But first, I must claim a weapon befitting a god!"

"That doesn't sound good," I said and got off of Hiccup.

"Guess we better head to the blacksmith." Hiccup agreed and we ran to Gobber's with our dragon at our heels.

We arrived and found Gobber singing and Thor judging.

"♪ Well, I got my axe and I got my mace... ♪"

"You, simple blacksmith!" Thor yelled.

"Simple blacksmith?" Gobber repeated.

"Uh, how about this one?" Snotlout asked and held up a weapon.

"Oh, that's perfect... for removing splinters." Thor scoffed.

Snotlout laughed and grabbed another. "What about this one? You can use it to annihilate your enemies." He grinned.

"That's a nice handle, I suppose... if I had wee lady hands." Thor laughed.

"Huh. I made that handle with my best leather." Gobber said, lips trembling.

"Ahh! Hmm." Thor finally found a weapon the piqued his interest.

"Eh?" Gobber gasped.

"Now, this." Thor grinned. "This is an axe for a Viking."

"Aah!" Even Snotlout shuddered.

"That's Stoick's axe." Gobber pointed out.

"Correction: This was Stoick's axe," Thor said and held it high.

"Uh, okay, uh, Fishlegs?" Hiccup stammered. "I-I mean, Bonecrusher. Stoick isn't exactly the kind of chief who likes to share his things, especially his axe."

"Neither do I. If this Stoick fellow wants it, he can always try and take it back from me." Thor laughed.

"Maybe you can scare him into giving it back." Hiccup said and nudged me.

"Okay," I said, having no idea how this would play. "Spike, if you would please."

Spike turned to a Screaming Death and screamed full force at Thor Bonecrusher.

"Ahh, now that's a dragon fit for me."

"Oh no, you don't!" I yelled but Thor has already flown off on my dragon.

"Hiccup, take me up there! Bonecrusher or not, I'm gonna knock him so far out of the archipelago that-" the rest of my speech was made with violently flailing my limbs; until my eyes landed on Snotlout. "You! I'm gonna-"

"Wow, wow, wow! Alright feisty pants, calm down!" Hiccup said and dragged me away.

"I'm okay!"

"Really?"

"I'm alright! I'm calm." I sighed.

"Good."

"Oh, man! He just totally called out Stoick then flew away on a Screaming Death! How much do we love this guy?" Snotlout beamed.
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"LET ME AT HIM!!!"

Hiccup groaned and threw me over his shoulder as I tried to claw at Snotlout.

"Okay, this is getting out of hand." He said. "We need to get Thor Bonecrusher back to Gothi before we lose Fishlegs forever or (Y/n) kills both of them."

"I totally agree." Gobber nodded. "Just one question. Where'd he go?"

"He's flying my dragon, it'll be fairly obvious." I pointed out.

* * *

"So there I was, Thor Bonecrusher, perched on an inferior dragon as we approached the vicious Scauldron, faster than Odin on his eight-legged horse."

"You could have Hookfang next time. He's a Monstrous Nightmare, scariest dragon of all." Snotlout boasted.

"Monstrous Nightmare? Sounds like my post-mutton trip to the outhouse. Besides, not as long as I have this great beast!" Thor laughed and patted Spike who was thoroughly annoyed.

"Post-mutton trip!" The villagers laughed.

"We've all been there, ain't we?!" Some guy yelled.

Snotlout laughed nervously. "He, he, Good one."

Meatlug snarled and looked away.

"Poor Meatlug. Wouldn't even wear her saddle. Look at her. So lonely. We've got to do something with her." Gobber said.

"We'll take care of Meatlug." Hiccup said and dragged me with him, Thor's story being told in the background.

"My chances of survival were slim. I only had one option." He said dramatically.

"Ah, ooh, oh, oh! Fly away?" Someone yelled.

"I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that."

"Sorry." The Viking sulked.

"No, I had something very special in store for that Scauldron." There was some snarling and roaring. "Engage the beast, dragon! Aah! Aah!"

All the villagers gasped.

"He narrowly escaped. However, next time, victory shall be mine!"

Then they all cheered.

"Put me in your next story! Just as the background. But please?" Snotlout pleaded.

And then...oh, no...

"Fishlegs! Is that my axe?!" Stoick's s voice rang loud and clear throughout the island.

"O-oh, he's got his axe." Someone stammered.

"Uh, Dad, that's not Fishlegs Fishlegs." Hiccup said to his father.

"Don't be daft. I'm looking right at him, holding my axe, by the way." Stoick glared.

"Ah, you must be Stoick the Vast... ly overrated." Thor grinned.

Hiccup and I looked at each other in absolute horror.

"What did you call me? What did he call me?!" Stoick roared.

"That's what I'm trying to tell you. He's not himself." Hiccup started nervously.

"Give me back my axe!" The chief demanded.

"Don't you mean my axe?" Thor smirked.

Stoick snarled and cracked his knuckles.

"He was just polishing it for you, Chief." Gobber lied, badly if I may say so.

"Let me handle this. I will get your axe back to you, I promise." Hiccup said batted his eyes at his father.

"Fine, but make it quick, or I'll take it from him myself," Stoick said hardly.

"Chief, let's get out of here. How about a nice piece of mutton?" Gobber suggested.

"Come on, (Y/n). Let's get Thor to Gothi" Hiccup said and we made our way 'village hero'.

"And then I shoved its corpse to the ground!" Thor said, putting a foot on Spike's nose and standing triumphantly over him.

"Oh, that's it!" I seethed and charged at Thor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"What are you going to do, puny girl!"

I body-slammed Thor with all my might and simply bounce off, to the ground.

"Oww," I groaned.

"And how do you feel now?" Hiccup asked.

"Shut up,"

* * *

"I hope this won't take long, sorceress. I like to nap after a feast of wild boar and mead." Thor said to Gothi.

"Thanks, Gothi, we really need Fishlegs back." Hiccup apologized.

Gothi handed Thor some weird food and he ate it and threw up.

"Ugh! What was in that potion?" Astrid asked in disgust.

"It wasn't a potion. Just spiced yak bladder. She says that'll teach him to break her staff." Gobber translated.

"Not the most delicate delicacy," Thor said and gagged.

"What about getting Fishlegs back?" Astrid asked Gobber.

"She can't re-hypnotize him without her staff." He said

"Great. Now what?" She huffed.

"Fear. Only a true feeling of terror will shock Fishlegs back to normal." Gobber explained for Gothi.

"But Mr. Thor Bonecrusher over here isn't afraid of anything." Astrid sighed.

"Truer words were never spoken, my fair Viking lady." Thor grinned.

"Ugh." Astrid and I both gagged.

"Now, where is that snotty fellow? We have business to discuss." Thor said and left.

"Hiccup, you may want to swing by the old homestead. Your father is in a bit of a... state." Gobber said, choosing his words carefully.

* * *

"Get this dragon off me!" Stoick growled and pushed the Gronckle away.

"Meatlug!!!" I yelled very over-enthusiastically and ran at the dragon with open arms. She took one look at me and we hugged while Hiccup spoke to his father.

"Dad, she's just lonely."

"If she doesn't get off me, we'll be having Gronckle for breakfast."

"We need to get Fishlegs back before this gets any worse."

The Astrid came running in.

"Hiccup! (Y/n)!"

"Let me guess. It's Thor." Hiccup sighed.

"Yeah, and Snotlout. And you're not gonna believe where they're headed." Astrid added.

"Ohh! Can't this overgrown lizard fly any faster?" Thor was on Hookfang with Snotlout as Spike dumped him and hid as a Night Fury.

"Come on, Hookfang, you're embarrassing me." Snotlout whispered and Hookfang snorted.

"Onward, Snot-man. We must find that dragon who's worthy of my command. My destiny awaits!" Thor said somewhat poetical.

"Bonecrusher is going after the Scauldron! Bonecrusher is going after the Scauldron!" A Viking yelled as we flew over the village.

"Oh, he's going to tame the Scauldron!"

"He's gonna get killed by the Scauldron. They have to be down there somewhere. What was Snotlout thinking?" Hiccup yelled.

"He wasn't. He's in love." Astrid said then made a baby voice. "He'd do anything for his big hunk of bone-crushing love."

"Wouldn't we all?!" I added in a fake, dreamy voice.

"Well, we better find them before they find the Scauldron." Hiccup sighed.

"Just think, Snotlout, at any moment, the giant beast will emerge from the water and I will tame him. Or he'll kill you." Thor smirked and posed.

"Ha! You're funny, TB." Snotlout laughed nervously. "Listen, let me throw something out there. What if we... I don't know... head back, call it a day, relax at the Great Hall, tell some more really cool stories. You know, I've heard that a Scauldron's hot water blast can rip the scales off of a Screaming Death."

"Exactly, it's why I pursue this dragon and not that Screaming Death.

"Ohh!" Snotlout screamed as they spotted the Scauldron.

"Nonsense. Thor Bonecrusher cannot return to Berk dragon-less. Negative, Snot-man. I am not leaving these waters without my prize." He glared at the wimp.

The Scauldron roared at them.

"Aha! Time to engage my quarry. Dive, dragon, dive!" Thor ordered.

Snotlout continued screaming while Hookfang dove.

"Aah! My super-Viking's gone rogue!"

"Fire!" Thor demanded and shot at the Scauldron, who of course, shot back."

"Okay, that ought to do it, right, TB?" Snotlout asked then proceeded to scream.

"Uhh! Dance, big boy." Thor yelled and kept attacking the dragon.

"There they are! Come on!" Hiccup yelled and we rode faster.

"Uhh! Easy, now, big fella. Ohh!" Thor laughed and Snotlout got knocked in the water.

"Aah! Help... me!" He yelled and flailed.

"Snotlout's in the water!" Astrid yelled.

"You guys grab him. I'll go after Fishlegs." Hiccup ordered and we dispersed ourselves.

"Okay. Stormfly, let's go." Astrid said.

"Oh, no..." I gasped.

Thor jumped off of Hookfang and grabbed onto the Scauldron's neck. "Ah! This is what I live for!" He laughed as the dragon tried desperately to fling him off.

"Whoa!" Hiccup yelled and dodged a blast of scalding water.

"Keep looking, he must be here somewhere," Astrid yelled to the twins.

"So, how hard do you think we really need to look? I'm thinking some passing glances might do the trick." Tuff said.

"Well, the sooner we rescue Snotlout, the sooner we can watch Fishlegs get eaten by the Scauldron." Ruff pointed out.

"Well, if you put it that way, let's go!" Tuff smiled evilly and they actually scanned the water.

"It would be so much easier if you'd just submit to your new master," Thor said to the Scauldron.

The Scauldron roared, finally out of shots.

"Got you where I want you." Thor laughed.

"Hookfang! Oh, can this possibly get any worse?" I heard Snotlout yell, though I couldn't see him.

There was some roaring and Snotlout reemerged on Hookfang. "Worse! Way worse! Aah! Whoa! Hey. Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you. I will never try to give you away ever again!"

Meatlug suddenly flew out of nowhere and blasted at the Scauldron.

"What the..." Hiccup said in surprise.

"Whoa!" Thor yelled and slid down the dragon.

"Toothless, watch out! Come on, jump over!" Hiccup called to Thor.

"Retreat? In my moment of glory? Never! Whoa!" Thor was no longer so proud as the Scauldron turned its head to him and roared.

Meatlug flew at the dragon and bludgeoned its head with her body.

"Yes, Meatlug! No, Meatlug!" The Scauldron had reloaded its shots.

Meatlug growled at the dragon while Thor climbed back up its neck.

"Stop, dragon. I, Thor Bonecrusher, command you to stop. Raaah!"

Meatlug bashed at the Scauldron again with her wrecking ball tail.

"No!" Thor yelled, not wanting to let go of the dragon.

The Scauldron roared and went to blast boiling water at Meatlug.

"No! Not my Meatlug! You leave my dragon alone! No!" Fishlegs was back!

Right as the Scauldron was about to shoot, Spike and I rammed into its head, diverting the shot.

"That was a little too close." Hiccup sighed for perhaps the millionth time today.

"Speak for yourself. That was freakin' awesome!" Tuff yelled.

The Scauldron roared and with all our dragons, we managed to chase it out to sea.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, girl. I don't know what happened to me. I just... I wasn't myself." Fishlegs cried and kept hugging Meatlug, who was purring with affection. "Oh, I missed you! Oh! How did I..."

"Long story. I'll explain later." Hiccup said.

We landed on the island and Tuff burst into song. Weird, but I had learned not to question it over the years.

"♪ Hooligan tribe Won't you come out tonight? ♪
  ♪ Come out tonight Come out tonight... ♪"

"So, what happened to the Scauldron?" Stoick asked when we got off our dragons.

"He's been relocated." Hiccup replied.

"And my axe?"

"Uh... Also relocated."

Heh, more like at the bottom of the ocean.

"But what of Thor Bonecrusher?" A Viking asked.

"Yeah, Bonecrusher!" Someone else cheered.

"I miss him!"

"Whoo! Hello." Fishlegs greeted.

They all walked away sulking.

"You know, Fishlegs, you didn't sneeze once the whole ride home." Astrid pointed out.

"Yeah. And my legs don't itch anymore." He said.

"And Meatlug isn't wearing her saddle. Maybe you were never allergic to her, you were allergic to the saddle!" Hiccup exclaimed.

"But why, all of a sudden, would I become allergic to her saddle?" Fishlegs asked.

"Well, uh, I've been using a different kind of wax on the saddles. Look at that." Gobber laughed awkwardly and took his figure out of his ear, revealing earwax.

A simultaneous "Ugh," came from all of us.

"Oh, great." Tuff huffed.

"What? I never run out of the stuff. It's coming out of my ears." Gobber said like that was some form of defence.

"Well... ah-choo! I'm allergic to Gobber's earwax?" Fishlegs said.

"Ohh. Ha!" Gobber then disappeared.

"I am both relieved and disgusted. What? What is it?" Fishlegs sighed and noticed Snotlout staring at him, almost in tears.

"I'm just thinking of what might have been. You broke my heart, Thor. You broke it right in two."

"Okay, that was creepy, right?" Fishlegs shuddered.

"You don't know the half of it." Hiccup said, also disturbed.

"Oh, I miss you, Thor." Snotlout sobbed.

"Alright, I'm about ready to fly back to the Edge. After getting my saddle cleaned of course." I said and chucked it at Gobber, the others quickly followed along.

And that concludes the heroic tale of Thor Bonecrusher.