Dragons: Race to the Edge

This changes everything.

All right, guys. Let's drop the foundation right about here.

That should work. Perfect location.

I, for one, couldn't be happier that we're finally--

Setting up the new watchtower. We know.

We've been hearing about it for the past...

Oh, I don't know, week, month... What comes next?

Guys, look, this is important. We've been seeing ships off the northern coast

that have absolutely no reason to be there.

Now with this, we can send an early warning signal

if they come into our waters.

If you're talking about Dagur and Ryker,

who I assume we're talking about--

Actually, I wasn't referring to--

How about this? Whoever's out there that shouldn't be out there,

let's just get on these very effective fire-breathing war machines,

and go out and blast them into oblivion.

Because that's not who we are. Since when do we go blasting people into oblivion?

Don't worry, Hookster. He doesn't speak for us.

Whoo-hoo!

Or them. Definitely not for them.

Here we go!

Oh, I love to cut through the fresh powder. Don't you, sis?

Yeah! Just like a warm knife through yak butter!

Whoo!

Blast! Blast! Yeah! Zippleback, baby!

Those two muttonheads better not bring all that snow up there down on us.

It's not the snow I'm worried about.

It's the ice!

That hurt.

-Barf! -Belch!

Come on, bud!

Whoa!

Okay, I get it. You're welcome.

Uh, Hiccup, I wouldn't do that if I were...

...you.

Oh, right.

Oh. Uh, can you put me down, guys?

And it's for moments like these that I always carry a spare.

So, if that's all you need from us, then we'll just be going back to...

Toothless?

Hey, your dragon just shot at us.

Yes, I know. I told him to.

Not cool, T. Not cool at all.

Anyway, since you two seem so eager to spend some time away from the group,

you get to pull the first two shifts of patrol duty.

He's really become a tyrant.

Power'll do that to you.

This leg needs to be filed down, it's pinching me.

Oh, for the love of Thor! Who did this?

Wait a minute. Why am I even asking? Ruff? Tuff?

Oh, I got another shift with your names on it.

Really? You're eating the evidence?

All right, where are they?

I guess you just look for a fire

or any other catastrophe, they'll be close by.

Huh? What the--

Don't! B-- Belch! No, no, no, you drop me!

You drop me right now!

Whoa!

Toothless!

Ah!

You all there, bud? I think I am. And I spoke too soon.

Oh, don't worry, bud. I always carry a spare for my spare.

Wait a minute, it was you guys? You left me all that fish?

Oh, okay, if you guys are here, and the twins are Thor knows where,

then who's patrolling the island?

Dragon sentries!

Oh, this'll put it to sleep for a bit.

This is all your fault.

My fault? My fault?!

It's your attitude, bro. It's always been your attitude.

And it finally drove our beloved dragon away!

My attitude? My attitude is fun, carefree, adventurous, and loves long walks.

And it doesn't matter if it's on a beach or not.

You're ridiculous.

Oh, yeah? Well...

you smell like a barrel of 20-year-old cod livers.

-That's what drove them away. -Hey! This smell is not achieved easily.

Hiccup, you found 'em!

Where did you two go? You had us worried sick.

Where'd they go? Well, let's start with they filled my hut with fish,

crashed me and Toothless out of the sky.

And for their finale, they broke my second spare... leg.

So, if my calculations are correct, and they usually are...

That would mean that our dear Hiccup is on his...

-Last leg! -Last leg!

Get it? See what we did? It's because of your leg.

You don't have any more.

I think he gets it.

Yeah, yeah. Listen.

Well, if you wanna flip the script, the new leg is slimming.

Not that you need to be slimmed. I mean,

I think, for your height, you're an ideal weight.

The four of you belong together. Now, please, can you get back on patrol

and try to keep these two-- Well-- Oh, just go.

Last leg.

Oh, don't laugh, Toothless. You're above that.

Bad dragon!

Attitude!

Cod livers!

Oh, for the love of-- Okay, bud. Let's ditch the Zippleback.

Oh, get away from me, you crazy dragon!

Are you serious?

I think we lost 'em.

And they're behind me, right?

I think I'm starting to see Zipplebacks in my sleep.

Ah!

What, what? Ah!

Oh, no, wait. Don't!

Okay.

Ugh!

Those hides will fetch a high price at the northern markets.

Focus. That's not what we're here for.

How are we supposed to take him if he's guarded by two dragons?

We wait until he's not guarded by two dragons.

Give me those.

-What is this? -A neck hug?

I never got a neck hug.

So, you ruined all your legs, eh? Every single one?

Well, all but this piece of garbage.

Which, let's be honest, can we really call it a leg? I mean...

Uh...

Oh, right. Of course we can. It's very slimming on you, Gobber.

Really? Right in front of our faces?

We're here, you know. Right here!

That's weird. Zipplebacks are normally fiercely loyal.

Why are they doting on Hiccup and ignoring you two?

Didn't Hiccup pull them out of the way of a deadly avalanche?

Yeah...

Well, there you go. Same thing as my cousin, Bard.

He saved a Zippleback from a Changewing.

The two-headed beast wouldn't leave him alone... for years.

So, this could go on for--

Ever. It's a life-debt.

Barf and Belch will now serve Hiccup for the rest of their lives

or until the debt is repaid. Whichever comes first.

Does this mean we could be stuck with Barf and Belch forever?

Does this mean we could lose Barf and Belch forever?

Yes, and yes.

Toothless!

Ah.

Oh, no!

No! I'm so scared and in need of help!

Barf! Belch! Please, help me!

Wait, no, that's not the sa--

What happened? They were supposed to save you.

Great. You're not-- not helping me.

Hey, they're playing "Bat the Nutt"! Ruff, hurry. "Bat the Nutt."

I got next!

Ah!