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⇟ [Voice | Action for Hazmat Crew]

[Oh, what's this? It sounds like the journal fell onto sturdy wood planks, vibrating with the stumbling sound of footsteps running a ways away from where it landed. Well, make that footsteps and a light metal clunking mixing with the sound of a teenage Viking's yelling.]

–Aw, Toothless! No!

[The noise in the background cuts off with an abrupt and very confused growf.]

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[Anyone aboard the HAZMAT will now notice a ring of fresh, smoldering burn marks somewhere on the fo'c'sle (the front) of the ship.

Hiccup will be standing off to the side of it with his hands on his head.]

...Yup, this will not be good. I'm dead!

[Toothless sits there next to the unfinished ring, head tilted as he wonders what's wrong. What did he do? He just wanted to take a nap!]

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–Ah, hey, Toothless!

[Hiccup gets ~~blindsided~~ interrupted, his journal full of Night Fury nose.]

Stop– come on, get your nose out of there.

[A skinny hand does push Toothless' head away, giving a huff as he fixes the pages.]

Sorry about that, that was the dragon I was talking about. But you were saying you're from a place called England?

[Chuckles, really will have to see this dragon someday.]

Something of that nature, yes. And I don't mind.

[Time to distract the Toothless while still speaking.]

I don't think I know where that is. Toothless and I come from an island called Berk.

[Awww, no fun Hiccup. Grumbling, Toothless will just slink back to his not-so-warm spot on the deck. Frump.]

...I can't say I've heard of that place.

It's okay. It's small and far out in the ocean, so I'm not surprised.

My land is an island too. Well, one and part of another.

What, really?

[He perks.]

Are you a Viking, too?

[Chokes. Oh bloody hell, too?]

Ah, no. I'm familiar with them though.

[Hadn't he finished with the damn Vikings a thousand years ago?]

[What wat happened]

Oh. That's also good!

[NO ESCAPE]

Ah, well.

[Polite, polite, polite...]

I don't believe the last ones I met had dragons at their side.

Well, I'll be honest – we Vikings had problems with dragons for years before anything got better.

[Funny, he'd had a problem with Vikings too.]

Oh? What changed?

[Rude, England]

I basically failed being a Viking and learned how to work with Toothless.

Much to the chagrin of my father, but that's been smoothed over.

[They started it!]

Thus is the way of family, I suppose. My brothers and I still encounter friction.

[Like he knows!]

I never had brothers or sisters, but dealing with other Vikings my age fits that perfectly.

Bigger, stronger, often more violent?

Width-wise and height-wise – yeah, mostly!

Sounds very much like my brothers. I have four. Five if you count Peter, but he's just a little boy.

[Really not sure if Peter is more his brother or his son. Thus is the life of nations.]

They're all right once you get past most of their Viking traits. And I don't think I can ever wrap my head around being related to that many people.

Well, we're not strictly blood, but it's somewhat complicated.

Do you have any siblings?

Oh, okay. I can see how difficult that gets.

But it's just me. I'm the only son of a Viking chief.

[Hiccup may not be able to see it, but there's a wince right there.]

Likewise, on the difficulty.

How long did you have to deal with your brothers?

More than fifteen centuries. Which is far too long if you ask me.

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[Voice] England, Vikings, yeah...

[Voice] Poor England

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