Spare Ribs

Flying this dragon alone is a challenge for those who don't know how. I mean, you think 'two dragons because of two brains', right?

If you know the right ways to do it, you can probably make it work.

Maybe you grew up with the loyal dragons. Perhaps you just know the commands.

Either way, you can absolutely use hand signals to get their attention.

They're very good at following commands, as long as you're clear.

Always feed them at the same time.

Pay attention to both at the same time.

Try not to have a favorite head.

Honestly, you're probably not quite as group-based. These dragons hunt alone in the wild.

They do spend most of their time on the ground.

Decent runners, when they're in a clearing.

You can get the gas in a vial and make a wicked weapon.

If you were with the riders, you'd be first line of defense. The explosions can make a path, the main path of destruction, while the others wrap it up. If you can follow commands, it helps.

You would have to detail your dragons scales sometimes. Clean them up really pretty.

Try using two names that can be combined smoothly into one for easier time yelling.

After an attack, the hideous zippleback landed, settling on the ground. The left head growled, the right whining as it looked at its wing. A scratch that would have to be stitched up near the edge. Getting the supplies, you got to work.

Watchtowers were down, causing everyone to look in dismay. It would take all day to rebuild them. Snotlout huffed, "That should have gone better. Our first line needs upgrades! We can't have some weakling leading it when they can't do it right. They even got their dragon hurt."

Everyone started pitching in their own thoughts as you kept fixing the wing of your zippleback. The right was licking at its wing while the left glaring a storm at Snotlout. A snarl could be heard from the already miserable dragon, irritated with its trainer being insulted. Keeping to yourself didn't seem to make the air less tense as the loyal creature stood.

Known for their solitude, you would have to live on the shore of an island.

They rarely attack unprovoked, so it's fairly easy to communicate when someone's unwelcome with some words.

Being in a busy place like Berk would be an absolute no. Perhaps you'd take refuge on Dragons Edge, which has plenty food and shelter.

The bond won't be like Hiccup and Toothless'. They're far too reserved for that.

It is its own special, luckily. Trust, mutual respect, allowance for separation.

They are some of the fastest flying tidal dragons, interesting enough.

They also swim.

Their bio-electric attacks are capable of doing massive harm.

Because of all this, if you were to be part of the dragon riders, you'd be the stealth surprise attack.

You'd probably be anchored to your island for the most part, but you'd be able to get away fast in a pinch, if your dragon is within calling distance.

Honestly, you'll probably have to hitch rides with the others.

Recovering from an attack on the edge was never fun. Snotlouts hut was hit with a boulder, supplies were scattered, and Astrid was pissed that the watchtowers were down. The shockjaw, to no ones surprise, went back to the water to guard from the ocean, keeping an eye out for another wave.

Chopping wood for the watchtowers was your assigned job, and it sucked. Working all day barely made a dent in the never-ending work. Everyone else had their dragons getting the logs to rebuild their areas or the defenses as you did it yourself, listening to how some said that your dragon simply must not have found you worth sticking around for.

The one rider without a dragon in their hut, or space in the stable. The shockjaw never came to you for food, or to help with the others chores. They weren't playful. They were mature beyond the other dragons, and made it clear that they weren't going to follow the lead of the younger dragons who fooled around. They weren't a pet.

Questioning the loyalty of the shockjaw wasn't really an option in the brain. They would take an arrow in your place. You just had to remember that your dragon doesn't follow crowds, isn't some cuddly gronckle. Sure, it stung when the others questioned the shockjaws willingness to stay, but they couldn't keep a scauldron around either. They tamed several dragons who went on their way, only to come back to defend them at a later point. Holding your head high, you just had to be the one with more work on your shoulders, cause how would you be independent if you had a dragon doing all the work? It wasn't the shockjaws job to do human chores. It was sweet enough to allow you rides on its back, free of charge. It defended land it didn't like stepping foot on, for you.

They aren't heartless, they're just not acting like puppies. They're powerful, majestic creatures with hearts of gold.

If you choose to go, think of all the people you'd leave behind. You've stopped so many overblots, you've adjusted the rules, you've changed morals (just a bit).

What about Grim? You can't take him with you. He wouldn't be able to handle it. He'd miss his hench-human.

Ace and Deuce? The two would be left without someone to stop Aces dumb shenanigans. Deuce can't be the driving force to make them succeed, so they'd absolutely get in trouble.

Malleus would be lonely too. You were the one to use the horrendous nickname Grim gave him, even after figuring him out. He'll be back in his position of untouchable royalty without his friend willing to translate for him.

Riddle would have probably cut his mom off. He'd be a hint of bittersweet with you choosing to leave, but he'd be in a better place. You're rule-breaking ass gave him a headache, but it was worth it.

Azul wouldn't change. He'd be a bit sad, but understand. He's just going to be a famous buisnessman.

Jade would probably invent a mushroom and name it shrimp, Floyds nickname for ya. It's probably one of the most deadly in the world. He'd be a good serial killer. Mafia fish.

Floyd would probably be a bit rough. You know that shrimp clean morrays teeth, and in return, they protect the small creatures? I kinda feel like he took that nickname to heart. You help him and he'll cover your ass when he's in a good mood.

Cater's probably adapted a brother-figure feel. He's happy you got your happy ending, I think.

Aw, Trey's probably stressed out of his mind just thinking about the shit the brainless trio are getting into without the prefect pulling strings. Bro's got a migraine, I bet.

As for Kalim? Hm, probably would straighten up a bit to be better at his job, but I'd say he wouldn't change much. He probably just tries to keep a calm relationship with Jamil.

Jamil probably just feels happy you got to go home.

Leona's probably a bit annoyed. He put a lot of work into keeping the froshes safe, only to have one of them leave him (Ruggie) with a mess to clean up.

Ruggie's kinda busy feeding the neighborhood kids. He'll probably tell a tale of a pup who stuck their nose where it didn't belong and got a nose-full of magic inky messes. Teach kids to mind their damn business and not go jumping in mirrors to other worlds.

Speaking of tales, I can see Jack becoming a responsible dad later on. He'll probably tell a kid or two about you as an old friend.

Lilias next kid will know for sure. He's probably going to surprise adopt some abandoned kid, so he'll just tell some cool stories. (Embarrass Malleus a bit with tales of when he was a toddler)

Hear me out... Idia makes video games when he's older. One of the most useless characters are based off you. Probably has maxed out charm or something.

Ortho's probably more focused on making sure Idia gets out of his damned room.

Sebek hopefully gives Malleus a bit more space to breathe. Honestly, I don't think he will, but it's worth a shot.