Appetite for Destruction Dragons

Let's go, bud.

-Yeah.

-Wow.

-Cool.

-Wow.

-Wow, nice.

-He's pretty good.

OK, these Nadders get tagged yellow.

-That's how we know they belong on Sorrow island.

-Like this?

Feel free to join in any time.

OK.

How about now?

All right, I have to admit, the shield is pretty cool.

Why, thank you. I quite like it too.

I'm going to go check on the twins.

They're supposed to be marking the Crescent Island dragons.

I'm sure that's going really well.

Uh!

Cool.

I've always wondered what you look like purple.

You know, you could at least say you're sorry.

You're right, I could.

OK, I'm sorry...

that your head got in the way.

Heard that.

Uh, guys!

You're supposed to be tagging the dragons, not each other.

You know, if you think it through, Hiccup,

this is pretty much your fault.

-How do you figure that?

-Uh, hello?

You armed us with paint. Where'd you think that was going to go?

And we're the stupid ones(!)

How many of these do we have to do anyway?

As many as we can.

The more dragons we tag on each island, the better we can

keep track of where they belong and where they may migrate to.

Wow. That was, uh...

Fascinating?

What's the opposite of fascinating?

Hiccup, isn't it supposed to be one dragon colour per island?

Yeah. Why?

I see two colours down there.

Have we been using the wrong one?

-I don't think so.

-Don't look at us.

If we had green paint, you know where it would be.

Well, I better ask Fishlegs. This was his idea.

You're going to fly all the way back to Berk?

Nope. I don't have to.

What's he talking about?

He must have some of that magic paper we've been looking for.

He always gets the good stuff.

It's not magic paper.

Fishlegs and I have been working on something new.

We call it "air mail."

-Stupid name.

-Right?

Do you really think that Terrible Terror

is going to fly straight to Berk?

Yep, and right to the academy. Terrors are especially territorial

so it's a natural instinct for them

to return to their home from wherever they get released.

Whoa!

And how will we know if he made it?

When Fishlegs and Snotlout meet us at Dragon island.

If that happens, I'll kiss Snotlout on the lips.

SNORING

DRAGON SNIFFS

DRAGON ROARS

Well, look who it is.

Fishlegs and Snotlout, both right here on Dragon island.

Astrid was just talking about you.

Of course she was.

Say it and those will be the last words you ever speak.

Hiccup, I got your message.

I knew air mail would work. So, uh, what's the emergency?

We've been seeing dragons painted green on Crescent Island.

That's your emergency?

I was in the middle of something very important.

-You were sound asleep.

-Beauty rest.

You think this just happens?

Fishlegs, does it make any sense to you

-that those dragons would be there?

-No. They shouldn't be.

Crescent Island is clearly marked as purple.

That's what I thought.

So what were the green dragons doing there?

First of all, it's not green. It's pistachio.

They belong on Tall Tree Island. That's where I tagged them.

Yeah, well, your pistachio dragons

-aren't where they're supposed to be.

-Huh. That's weird.

We need to figure this out. Let's check out Tall Tree Island.

Sounds awesome.

I was wondering what I was going to do with the rest of my day.

See ya back on Berk, suckas!

I don't understand. We should be there by now.

-Maybe we're off course.

-I don't do off course, Astrid.

According to my map, it should be right...

uh...

You were saying?

Even if we were off course,

we'd still be able to see it from here.

Well, an island can't just disappear.

-Earthquake, maybe?

-Volcano?

Wrath of Thor? Wrath of Odin?

What? Just throwing out possible explanations.

None of that explains this.

-Orange?

-Burnt apricot, actually.

What island are they from?

According to this, they're from Sunstone Island.

Ah, Sunstone Island. Pristine beaches,

a veritable smorgasbord of fine mineral deposits for Meatlug.

Sunstone Island it is.

Huh. I thought it was bigger.

Ya think?

I have to say the beaches are a bit of a disappointment.

One island is missing. And one island's been sunk.

I guess an entire island can disappear.

Well, if...if the islands are gone, where do the dragons go?

Good question.

Dragons live in specific places for specific reasons.

The food they eat, where they nest...

If they lose their homes,

it could endanger their whole species.

We need to figure out what's going on, now.

Let's head back to Dragon Island.

If it's still there.

SINISTER MUSIC

-Look at them all.

-Check their colours.

I-I-I see pistachio, b-burnt apricot...

Look, a new colour. Red.

Technically, that's vermillion.

-ASTRID SIGHS

-What? It is!

Dragons from three different islands suddenly all here.

Look, this forms a line, which means there are more islands in danger.

Boar Head Island. Thor Rock Island.

-Toothless, we're going back out.

-I'm coming with you.

-This could get dangerous.

-What makes you think that?

Oh, I don't know.

Islands disappearing mysteriously, dragons fleeing in terror.

-Call it a hunch.

-Fine.

Fishlegs, you stay here in case any more dragons show up.

Got it. New dragons. Meatlug and I are on the case.

Boar Head should be down there.

It's gone too.

So, now what?

Whoa, look at what's left of Thor Rock.

You know, maybe Fishlegs' "wrath of gods" theory isn't so crazy.

Let's get a closer look, bud.

These markings look familiar but different somehow.

-Different how?

-Different bigger.

DRAGON ROARS

That sounds like...

The Screaming Death!

DRAGON ROARS

Someone's been eating their vegetables.

And everything else in sight.

DRAGON ROARS

-Its scream disorients the dragons.

-No kidding!

The Screaming Death has been destroying all the islands.

It must be tunnelling underneath

and causing them to collapse in on themselves.

But why would it do that?

I don't know. Let's get a closer look.

You wanted dangerous.

Hiccup!

Easy, bud. Maybe it wants to be friends.

Or maybe not.

Hope you like pistachio!

Whoa! Steady, Stormfly.

Just hang in there.

How's that for accuracy?

Periwinkle blue!

There are now periwinkle- blue-marked dragons here.

I know. Boar Head island.

And...and look! There's eggshell white!

-From Thor Rock island.

-What happened to them?

The same thing that happened to all the other islands -

Screaming Death.

FISHLEGS GASPS

The Screaming Death is back?

I don't think it ever really left.

Yeah, it just got bigger and nastier.

Uh, how much bigger?

Chomp-chomp-there-goes-your-island big.

Ah, it's just as I thought. The Screaming Death is

following an imaginary line, destroying anything in its path.

It's coming right at us.

That's not even the worst part.

It's headed straight to Berk.

We have to get back to Berk and...and...and warn Stoick.

No. We head it off.

We make our stand here.

There's no other land between here and Berk.

Look, I'm all about danger. But did you see the size of that thing?

It's not going to be just us. We're sending for reinforcements.

Snotlout and the twins? Ah, I feel so much better.

Hey, we're going to need all the help we can get.

Hey, you guys.

Where is she?

I won't tell her you told me. I swear it.

She's right here!

RUFFNUT LAUGHS

Why is that Terrible Terror staring us down?

Right? I thought it was just me.

It's totally eyeballing us.

What does it want?

Whatever it's selling, I'm not buying.

-Is it gone?

-I think so.

OK, on three, we run.

One...

Leave us alone, you demented little monster!

Hiccup, the yellow-marked dragons from Sorrow island

just started showing up.

Which means that the Screaming Death is only one island away.

Looks like help's not coming.

All right, we'll have to set up a defence

here on Dragon Island with what we have.

Maybe we should fall back and head for home.

We can't. If the Screaming Death destroys Dragon Island,

all these dragons will overwhelm Berk.

And the Screaming Death won't be far behind.

-Exactly.

-How soon till it gets here?

SCREAMING DEATH ROARS

Toothless and I will try to buy us some time.

You guys join me up there when Snotlout and the twins get here.

I'm going with you.

No, I need you as a safety net in case it gets past me.

So you're leaving me by myself?

Uh, hello? Man on a dragon here. Right behind you.

You know what I meant, Fishlegs.

I do, and I'd like to go on record

as saying we don't appreciate it.

Do we, girl?

MEATLUG GROWLS

Just go.

Huh?

(Statues.)

-(Great idea.)

-(It's like we're not even here.)

What are you two muttonheads doing?

-We're not muttonheads.

-Yeah, we're statues.

I guess we could be muttonhead statues.

No, I mean why are you...?

Sh. It's right behind you.

Pretend we're not here.

What are you talking about?

Oh, cool, air mail.

Hm, didn't think that would catch on.

-Air mail?

-Pfft, stupid name.

Pfft, muttonheads.

No, statues of muttonheads.

SCREAMING DEATH ROARS

Well, we clearly got its attention, bud.

Now, let's play a little follow-the-leader

and see if it goes for the shiny shield trick again.

Huh. That was easy.

SCREAMING DEATH ROARS

Guess I spoke too soon.

Come on. You love shiny things.

At least you...you used to.

HICCUP SCREAMS

OK, so it's getting bigger and smarter.

Not the greatest combination.

I knew we couldn't rely on that Terrible Terror air mail.

Actually, we can. Like all dragons, Terrible Terrors are...

Territorial. I know.

Wait. That's it.

Astrid, you're a genius. I-I could kiss you on the lips right now.

No-one is kissing me on the lips ever!

SCREAMING DEATH ROARS

Why don't you go cover Hiccup's back?

I-I've got an idea. But I'll need some time.

Wait! Where are you going?

Just trust me.

We're barely making a dent in that thing.

Turn around, you overgrown earthworm!

Fishlegs!

What are you doing? You need backup!

Oh, I've got backup.

Meatlug! Spew!

Hey, it's like Gronckle-fest down here.

-How'd he do that?

-Gronckles are territorial too.

They will defend their home at any cost.

Great idea, Fishlegs!

I know, right?

Who's the safety net now?

You see that? It ran away.

Uh, not quite.

RUMBLING

Astrid, Fishlegs, get as many wild dragons together as you can.

I'll try to force it back to the surface.

It's trying to sink the island from within.

Toothless, look out!

-Hey, we got your message.

-Well, one of us did.

Whoa! Did that thing get bigger?

Yeah, and awesome-er!

All right, dragons. Let's get territorial!

Stormfly, spine shot!

Meatlug, dive!

It's working!

All the wild dragons are defending their homes!

I don't think the Screaming Death

is going to mess with Dragon Island anymore.

GROUND CRACKS RUMBLING

Aw, man, but it is still sinking.

Lava blast!

The lava is stabilising the island.

Fishlegs, Meatlug, you two were the heroes today.

Oh, come on. You're makin' us blush.

Everybody saw how that Screaming Death turned tail

and ran as soon as Hookfang and I showed up, right?

Uh-huh, and all those wild dragons

-had nothing to do with it.

-Correct.

As long as we never have to see the Screaming Death again.

It's giving Meatlug gas.

And I don't have to tell you what that's like.

Hey, did you find anything else about the Screaming Death?

The good news is they only hatch one every hundred years or so.

-That's the good news?

-What's the bad news?

Let me guess. Uh, what is it going to be?

The end of the world?

Close.

Uh, I was kidding.

The bad news is... it's still out there.

And someday, it'll come back to Berk.