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This is New Berk at Snoggletog.

The greatest time of the year.

The lights. The hunting songs.

The holiday shopping.

The yak nog shooters.

- Another round! - Make mine a double!

The only thing missing, was dragons.

It's been ten years since Vikings and dragons agreed to live apart.

But that doesn't mean we've forgotten our flying friends.

And the best part of it all, Nuffink,

- was on Snoggletog Eve... - Yeah?

I'd make Toothless his favourite meal.

- What was it? - Lake trout.

- Yeah? - With a side of Sea trout.

- Yeah? - On a bed of Brook Trout.

We all like trout.

Even though he's gone, I still make it for him.

A lot of families do stuff like this.

It keeps our loved ones in our hearts, even though they're far away.

So, wanna help me catch some fish?

Good on yea. We gonna feed Toothless.

I don't need a fishing pole, Dad.

I'll just butt the wee fishes with my own wee head.

Come on, Nuffink. Let's get Toothless a snack.

We were excited about making a traditional dragon feast.

And then it hit me.

Not everyone was on board.

Yes, it worked.

Zephyr. What are you doing?

Testing my dragon defense system.

You and all the grown ups in New Berk are leaving them snacks.

What if one shows up?

That would be great. We love dragons.

Why? They're monsters.

I found this in the attic.

It was grandpa's.

How come you never told us the truth about dragons?

But we did. Dragons are wonderful, they're our friends.

Tell me this, are they giant?

- Well, yeah. - Razor sharp teeth, breathe fire?

- I supposed so. - Claws?

- That'd be yes. - What happened to your leg?

That's what I thought.

Maybe we don't leave fish snacks around to attract them,

cause you know who doesn't want to be dragon dessert?

Me.

Nuffink, do you want to be dessert for a dragon?

Me thinks I don't.

Let's kill the dragons!

How did this happen?

Our ancestors were terrified of dragons because they didn't know them.

Astrid, we can not let our kids go down that road.

Remember when we were kids, back in Old Berk,

how we use to put on that pageant at Snoggletog.

Oh yeah. Those were fun.

What if we brought the pageant back?

We showed the children of New Berk how humans and dragons became friends?

That's a great idea.

But we've only got four days until Snoggletog.

Three, if you don't count Black Plague Friday.

Yeah, nothing gets done.

Everybody's just shopping and coughing.

I think we could do this. Let's talk to Gobber.

- You got me. - Kid can take a hit.

- Hey, are you OK? - Yeah, yeah.

Just, all this talk of dragons, kinda makes me miss him.

It's hard at the holidays, you know.

I wonder if Toothless ever misses me?

Hit his nose.

Yeah. It's two for me.

Curse ye hellions!

How dare ye desecrate the statue of Stoick the Vast?

- Who? - Stoick.

The bravest viking in the history of Berk.

He put the "king" in Viking.

Oh my dear mate. I miss you so.

Remember the time we were at that meat house

and those two Visigoths wagered

I couldn't hold my left elbow in a boiling pot of grill for 5 minutes?

Good times.

Ahem. Gobber.

Hey, kids.

I was just talking to a statue of your father as if he were really here.

It pains me how the wee ones of this town have forgotten Stoick.

I know. And Zephyr is afraid of dragons.

That's why we want to bring back the Snoggletog Pageant.

You're in luck.

The script I wrote for the last pageant.

Die, you evil beasts with twisted souls.

Vikings will forever swim in rivers of your blood.

That's nasty.

This has not aged well.

We may need to start from scratch.

Why don't we show when everything changed?

Oh that would be fantastic.

- Like when I met Toothless and... - Maybe more big picture, Honey.

When all Vikings and dragons became friends.

Oh, Astrid, I love that.

I'll start writing immediately. This is going to be just what we need

to honour our friendship with dragons and of course...

my great friend, Stoick.

Okay.

Hiccup, I've been up all night.

It's just the first draft, but I'm gonna be honest,

it's brilliant!

Toothless?

Pretty great, right?

Amazing!

Wait a minute, I've got an idea.

We should use this for the pageant.

Well, yeah, that's.. that's...

Gee, I never would've thought of that.

I'm gonna make him looks so much like Toothless

Zephyr's gonna fall in love with him.

He's beautiful.

But cogs and gears can't bring back the warmth of your friend's nose

or the light in his eyes.

Or the sound of your best friend's voice.

Yeah, I miss my dad too, Gobber.

Ah, we'll make them both proud.

It was a couple of days before Snoggletog

and I was getting excited about the pageant.

And then it hit me.

Yes, it works.

We're gonna catch a dragon, Dad.

Knock 'im cold so he can't eat us.

Zephyr designed the whole trap herself.

Ah, so proud.

Come on, Nuffink. Let's set some traps outside.

- Come on. Come on. - I'm gonna kill a dragon.

What did I say about using

- the good knives? - A little help here...

- Kids... - Has anybody...

- We're gonna catch a dragon! - Okay. This pageant better work.

Coming through.

Great news, Chief.

After exhaustive casting, we found our Hiccup.

Yeah. Gobber, actually, I wanted to ask you

about the whole Hiccup character in the story.

Hiccup, present yourself.

- Tuffnut? - Tuffnut, give us a taste.

A dragon is coming.

Help me. Help...

Line?

- "Me." - Right.

Me.

Great. Now let's see you run away in fear.

- Look at those knock knees. - Okay...

- The splayed gait of a newborn lamb. - I don't...

I do not run like that.

Do I run like that?

Which brings me to a bigger point.

I've read the script, Gobber. And I have some notes.

I'm not sure the character of Hiccup is coming through, uh,

quite as heroic as I was.

I was pretty heroic, no?

Oh, mate, I think we get the gist of it.

But thats not in any way.. me.

Hey, Hiccup, I was...

- Are you serious? - Coming through.

Better luck next time, Haggis. Nice effort.

Who's next?

Fishlegs Ingerman reading for the role of Stoick the Vast.

If I don't return... Nope. Nope.

If I don't return,

know that all I am, all I do,

is for you,

my precious Hiccup.

So, you thinking what I'm thinking?

Yes I am.

- This isn't working. - What? Not working?

You're right. I should do it.

No, no, don't try and talk me out of it.

I knew Stoick best.

If I don't return,

know that all I am,

all I do...

I miss him so much.

Just need a moment.

We're doomed.

Gobber, the pageant's tonight. So...

Are you sure you're gonna be able to do this?

I hoped it wasn't noticeable.

You know, it is. But...

Gobber, think of the kids. We're doing this for them.

Aye, Hiccup. Brilliant, as always.

It's gonna be fine.

What?

Okay, people.

Two minutes to curtain.

Has anyone see my fur?

Hiccup, today is the day everything changes.

I have tamed a dragon.

I am so tiny and afraid.

What is that? What is that? That never happened.

So Gobber took a few liberties.

I don't know. There were dragons everywhere, and people doubting me.

Especially my own father.

And then I stood my ground and touched one. I touch a dragon.

- That's hardcore. - He's got the spirit of the story.

And that's what this pageant is really about, isn't it?

Yeah. I guess so.

Hiccup, you are weak and fear dragons.

I am strong and understanding.

Honey, I don't know if I wanna go through with this.

- You're on. - Yeah, I, I... No, ah..

Astrid, I, I...

A dragon.

Here he is.

The Nightfury.

It's Toothless.

- Nope. - Whatever.

This pageant is bringing up the feelings.

Stoick would've loved this.

The only thing vaster than his presence,

was his capacity for mirth.

Thank you, Love.

Brave Father, I remember your wise words.

Hiccup, you can be a giant.

But face thy enemies with care.

Hiccup, you can be a giant butt face.

Hiccup, you can be a giant butt face.

Don't panic. It's just part of the show.

Do something!

I got it, maybe this one.

What? Why would you gave it that functionality?

I'm on it.

I got it.

Oh oh no no no...

Gobber, is that you?

Thank you for helping out there.

What, did you have raw trout for lunch?

Let me just shift my weight so I can...

Gobber?

How did you lose your last two limbs, Gobber?

- Oh, it was a pageant. - Gobber?

Hiccup?

Nice one, Hiccup.

Greetings, magnificent creature,

will you allow Stoick to tame you with his gentle touch?

Let man and dragon be forever bonded

in trust and love.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

That was amazing.

I'm so excited, I could fly!

It's just a show, Nuffink. It's just dad in a suit.

Way to go, Dad!

Hey, Dad. Dad?

Hi.

A little help here. Gobber?

Anyone?

Literally anyone.

I love dragons, and I love Toothless.

He's beautiful.

Why didn't you tell me you were really going to bring him here?

I have literally no idea what she's talking about.

This whole thing was not what I expected.

I'm Stoick the Vast.

I'm Toothless.

Let's be friends.

You were right. It was exactly what everyone needed.

For the kids, and for the memory of my father.

Gobber, you have well honoured my father, and your friend.

It was my deepest privilege to do so.

Thank you, Hiccup.

Well, guess I'll be heading home.

Alone.

The best Snoggletogs are spent in solitary.

Caverness, silence.

- Gobber... - Well if you're free tonight...

I'd love to.

Gobber, wait!

- Oh that's clever. - And...

You're good.

So proud.

Look at that.

So cool.

It's beautiful.

Hiccup, did you do this?

- No. - The bowl.

It's empty.

- Toothless? - Can it be?

Toothless!

And then it hit me.

Our loved ones are always nearby

when we hold them in our hearts.

Maybe it's our turn to visit them?

�"budijoe @Nov2019 based on MikMak French Subs & corrected by whosarabbit