Hey, dragon riders — Hiccup and Astrid here. You’ve wandered into the land of dragons, axes, and… internet access? Weird.

This is our official Ask Blog, straight from the island of Berk. Whether you’re curious about dragon training, Viking life, or want to know what we think of… whatever a “selfie stick” is (seriously, someone explain that one?) — you’ve come to the right place.

We’re here to answer your questions — about our world or yours! So whether you want to know how to approach a Deadly Nadder, or you just want to drop a picture of some bizarre modern contraption for us to figure out, send it in. We love a good challenge.

Send as many asks as you want! Just make sure to say who you’re talking to — Hiccup or Astrid — otherwise, you’ll get whichever one of us gets to it first!

See you in the skies!

— Hiccup & Astrid

“Ten thousand?!” Hiccup asked in shock, eyes wide. He then shook his head, awkwardly chuckling. “I, heh, I don’t think I’m worth that much. Especially not for… what did you call me? A cutie patootie? What even is that?”

He began to rub the back of his neck, gaze landing anywhere then on the Mystery Viking. “Yeah… I think you’ve got this all wrong. I, I’m not really nothing of the sort.”

You would know better than anyone that Gobber's a bit cuckoo crazy,

But. But I am 90% certain I saw an actual real live Boneknapper in the woods???????

Please tell me that there isn't a dragon covered in bones watching the village.

(Or maybe help me prove it to the twins before they decide to make me an honourary Thorston (ew))

- Snotlout Gary Jorgenson but maybe honorary Thorston and insane too

Hiccup began to chuckle. “Gobber isn’t crazy, Snotlout. The only crazy one around here is you. Well you and the twins.”