"So, Shawn. Are you going to be around for Snoggletog? It'll be here twelve days soon," Astrid says.

"Sure!" I say. Snoggletog, what I understand, it's the Viking version of Christmas.

"It'll be our third Snoggletog with the dragons," Astrid says.

"Oh really? Well, I'll be back. I've got to tell my mom about something," I say. I fly back home, leaving my boat at Berk in case I need it when I'm there.

"Shawn! Thank goodness you're okay! Where have you been? Are you okay?" Mom's worried.

"Ease up, Mom. I'm okay. I was at Berk," I say.

"You get it?" Carla says, walking through the door.

"Hey. No," I say, hugging her.

"You said you would have it," Carla says.

"I said I would have it as soon as I can. But I wasn't expecting a Flightmare to save it's mate," I say.

"What are you taking about?" Mom says, confused.

"Augh. Fine. I need to get a scale from a Skrill, for Lukas," I say.

"Lukas!" Mom jumps.

"I agreed to help him gather things so he can help Night Wing," I say, starting to head upstairs. "Oh, and I'm invited to Berk's Snoggletog. Twelve days soon," I say. I hear a crash upstairs and I run to see what it was.

"What is it, Shawn?" Mom calls from downstairs.

"Oh, nothing. My shotgun fell from it's mount, that's all," I say, picking up a twelve gauge Ithaca shotgun. Then a purple glint catches my eye. "Huh?" I say, picking up a piece of paper.

"I managed to find the Skrill again. Dagur's upset about you lying to him concerning the Skrill. Anyway, here's your scale. We all are hoping to see Night Wing soon. Your friends from Berk." The letter was written in Berkian writing and, luckily, Allan is so obsessed with Berk, he actually learned how to read their writing and gave me a translation paper for no reason.

"Thank you Snotlout for your obsession," I whisper to myself. Walking down, Carla notices the purple glint I slip into my pocket. "We'll be back, Mom," I say, opening the door.

"Good luck, Shawn," Mom says.

"So, who dropped it off?" Carla shouts over her MX bike.

"I don't know. It was signed 'Your friends from Berk'. I'll have to ask," I shout over the ATV I'm riding. We're greeted by the official from earlier.

"You here for Lukas?" He says.

"Yeah," I say, getting off the ATV.

"You got it?" Lukas says.

"Yeah," I say, holding up the purple scale. It's making the hair on my arm stand on end.

"Good. Now, you'll find everything at my house. But, I'll need to make it," Lukas says.

"I'm sorry, but Lukas is forbidden to leave the campus," Dad says.

"Aww, that's a shame. I won't be able to help you then," Lukas says.

"But I never says he can't be broken out," Dad says, making sure nobody is listening. "Okay. There's a new recruit on duty for watching Lukas tonight. There's a blind spot on the other side of this campus. You'll sneak in there while I'm distracting the recruit," Dad says.

"Wow. Nice plan, but there has to be a back up," I say.

"You'll have to wing it if anything goes wrong," Carla says.

"Okay then," I say.

"I almost forgot to mention, it'll take a month to settle and purify after drunk, or whatever," Lukas says.

"That's convenient. I guess Night Wing will be Berk's Snoggletog gift from me," I say, holding back a chuckle.

"Snoggletog?" Carla says.

"I'm invited to Berk's third annual Snoggletog since Berk was at peace with the dragons," I say.

"Isn't Hiccup twenty?" Carla says, trying to pull facts from the movies.

"Yes, but the movies are half inaccurate," I remind her.

"Oh, yeah," Carla says. The day goes on, nervous about breaking a man out of a military campus. "You ready?" Carla whispers, crouched.

"Ready to have Night Wing back? Then of course," I whisper. Pop! We hear a gunshot, then some commotion. "That must be the distraction. Let's go!" I whisper, crawling under a gap in the fencing.

"Good. You're here. Your dad left the keys on the table," Lukas says. Unlocking the door, the three of us sneak out the way we came in.

"Somebody must have already let him go," I hear. Walking through town, we reach Lukas's house, which is kinda scary because, I can see my house down the block.

"Now, just remember. You're still under military watch," Dad says.

"Done!" Lukas says, after an hour.

"Alright," I say.

"Hold it," Carla says.

"What? I did what you asked," Lukas says.

"It doesn't smell right," Carla says.

"That's because yours was made using the scales of the ones you were, instead of a Night Fury scale," Lukas says.

"Oh, really?" Carla says.

"It's that why it's blue, not clear?" I ask.

"How did you- right. Well, go ahead," Lukas says. Drinking the blue liquid, it tastes repulsive, yet nice, at the same time.

"Now, just wait about a month and the beast you call a Night Fury, will return," Lukas says.

"He's not a beast," I say.

"Oh. And you will experience random shots of pain," Lukas says.

"Oh, fun," I say, sarcastically. So here, I'm going to skip ahead. After about a month of random pain, school released a week ago for Winter Vacation. Now, three days before Snoggletog, I feel the same pain I did during my first change. And, sooner than it was the first time, Night Wing is back.

Mom! Carla! I roar. Been a while since I did that.

"Night Wing! Welcome back to the living, again!" Carla says, hugging me while holding back a small laugh.

Nice to be back. I growl, laughing a bit. Things go great for the next three days. Gosh, the saddle feels different. It feels better. I growl.

"Have fun, Shawn!" Mom says.

I will. Bye, love you, Mom. I growl. Over the ocean, I fire a silver plasma blast in excitement. Wait, silver?

"That's different," Carla says.

Yeah. I growl. Landing on Berk, away from the village, Carla heads on up to Berk while I wait until she's out of sight, and get the clothes I packed on, letting the saddle fall to the snowy ground. I sneak into Hiccup's house, hiding the saddle.

"Shawn! Glad you could make it. A day early, actually. I see you brought Carla. What are you doing in here, anyway?" Hiccup says.

"Oh! I was seeing if you were home," I say.

"Oh. No, We were out flying," Hiccup says.

"Oh," I say, kicking the saddle underneath a bed.

"yeah, come on out," Hiccup says.

"I got a surprise for you. Actually, you, Toothless, Siare, and actually, for Berk," I say.

"Oh? Must have been big. A large load for your boat," Hiccup says.

"Uh, yeah," I say.

"Anyway, welcome back," Hiccup says.