Dragons: Gift of the Night Fury

[Hiccup] This is Berk,

boasting the kind of balmy,

fun-in-the-sun climate

that will give you frostbite

on your spleen.

The one upside

is our annual holiday.

We call it Snoggletog.

Why we chose such a stupid name

remains a mystery.

- But with the war long over...

- [dragon roaring, pounding]

...and dragons living amongst

us, this year's Snoggletog...

...promises to be

one to remember.

OK, OK! I'm coming!

- Good morning, Mr. Bossy.

- [chortling]

[mimics chortling]

Do you always have to wake me up

so early to go flying...?

Stupid leg.

Thanks, buddy. I'm OK.

- Yeah, we can go flying now.

- [gurgles]

Eww! Eww!

What?! Eww!

Toothless!

[Hiccup] Come on!

Let's see what you got today!

Yeah! OK, you ready?

Easy...

Yes! Finally!

Yes, yes... No, no!

That one a wee bit higher!

- Here?

- There! That's the spot!

[child] Roar!

[roars ferociously]

[child giggling]

Attaboy, Meatlug.

Are you ready, girl?

By Odin's beard, Gobber,

Vikings spending the winter

holiday with dragons!

- What would the fathers say?

- They'd think we'd

lost our minds.

[chuckling] Well done!

Well done. All of you!

I never thought I'd

live to see this day:

peace on the island of Berk.

This will surely be the greatest

holiday we've ever seen.

- [all cheering, laughing]

- [dragons moaning]

What the...?

[dragons chittering, screeching]

What in Thor's name?

[roars]

Come back!

What are you doing?

Meatlug!

- [boy 1] What's going on?

- [boy 2] What's happening?

Where's Hiccup?

What do you say, bud?

Wanna go again?

- Whoa!

- [dragons roaring]

Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Oh, no, my helmet!

Whoa!

Toothless!

No, no, no, no! No, no, no!

Whoa, whoa, wait!

Toothless! Stop!

We'll get it later, buddy.

We need to get back

and find out what's going on.

What's the matter?

Where are you going?

No, no, no, don't leave,

Stormfly! Don't go! Please?

- Astrid!

- Hiccup! What's going on?

Where are they going?

- Why did they leave?

- What's happening?!

What if they never come back?!

- Stop, please!

- Calm down!

Give him a chance to speak!

Hiccup, where are

all of our dragons going?

Dad, I don't know.

[dragons chattering]

Where'd they go?

Snoggletog is ruined!

It's not ruined!

We're Vikings!

We've been perfectly happy

celebrating without dragons

for generations.

And there's no reason

we can't do it again.

Now, we don't know

where they've gone off to.

But we have to have faith

that they'll be back again soon.

- Am I right?

- You're right! We are Vikings!

- [jangling]

- We're tough...

most of the time.

[man] Let's sing

some Snoggletog songs.

- That was depressing.

- I know.

I was looking forward

to spending the holiday

with Stormfly.

[whistling melody]

What are you so happy about?

Don't you miss Meatlug?

Me?

Oh, yeah.

I miss him so much!

Well, good night.

I've got an idea. Let's come up

with a bunch of new holiday

traditions.

- You know, to bury the sadness.

- [all groan]

Actually, Astrid might

be onto something.

Easy for you to say. Your dragon

can't go anywhere without you.

Must be nice.

Yak nog! Get your yak nog!

Come on! Get a frothy,

delicious cup of cheer!

Hey, you guys, try

this tasty new beverage

I made for the holiday.

- What's the smell? Is that you?

- It's yak nog!

If I drink that, I'm gonna

yak nog all over the place.

Maybe you'd rather taste

a punch in the face?

Astrid, it sounds delightful.

I'd love a mug.

[straining]

You can really taste the yak.

- Yum! What is that?

- You wanna try some?

It's my new traditional drink.

Oh, you know, um,

I have suddenly and inexplicably

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