Day 7

The CBers were kinda mad. They were really tired of staying up half the night worrying about their friends and AEs, not to mention that balletandbow's safe food summoning backpack had vanished sometime Day 5, so nobody really wanted to eat that much. No one wanted to be the next Sydney. No one really wanted to believe that any of them would do these things to each other, but the absence of 6 of their friends constantly proved them wrong.

The Pie Master summoned them early that morning. As they all woke, they noticed the new glowing heating ducts in their Rooms.

"Attention!" The ducts said in unison. "These are your new escape routes if you are ever attacked in your Rooms. They are also an alarm liked directly to the Pie Master so she can contact you. Please crawl in and don't freak when you arrive."

Confused, the CBers lead the way, finding that the ducts expanded to fit them. When they emerged from the end, they found that a sign with their Room number hung above the duct so they could find the way back.

They turned around and gasped.

"Whoa." Shadow Dragon said. "This is awesome!"

"Dragons?!" Feather shrieked, "Who brought dragons?!"

"No no," the Pie Master corrected. "These aren't just any dragons, these are trained dragons. From the movies, not the books."

Feather peeked out from behind Shadow to see six dragons with seven heads total.

"So, this is the real Toothless?" BABTMP asked.

"Yup. And we're their riders." A voice said. "You obviously know Toothless, but this is Stormfly, Hookfang, Barf, Belch, Windshear, and Meatlug. I'm Hiccup."

Standing up on Toothless's back was a boy with one metal leg. He gestured to the people standing on the other dragons.

"This is Astrid, Fishlegs, Snotlout, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, and Heather."

"Pie Master?" Tea asked squeakily, "How did they get here?"

"Does it matter?!" Shadow yelled, running towards the dragons. They were really well trained, cause they didn't run or even growl an her.

"This is totally awesome!!"

"To answer Tea's question," the Pie Master said. "I brought them here. After the last two days, I figured you would like to see some nice fictional faces. They've brought you some gifts."

"What?" Shadow gasped. "Really? For us?"

"Yup." Astrid said, sliding down Stormfly's side. "We had a TON of extra dragon eggs that hatched on Berk this year. The Pie Master said you would be the interested."

"No way. You brought us DRAGON EGGS?!?!"

"Well, really dragon babies. They haven't bonded to anybody yet though. We've got 6 Gronkles, 5 Deadly Nadders, 3 Monstrous Nightmares, 4 Razorwhips, and a Hideous Zippleback for the Pie Master. Go ahead and pick one!"

The CBers turned around to see four groups of little dragons all snuggling with each other. Carefully, they tiptoed over and selected their dragons, the Gronkles going to Snap, PSXtreme, Misty, Fflewdder, Meox, and Twinkle; the Nadders to Tea, Feather, Chip, Hallia, and Cyclone; the Razorwhips to BABTMP, St Owl, Leafmist, and Scylla; and the Monstrous Nightmares to Mortif, Shadow Dragon, and Hacker D.

"Try not to wake them just yet," Fishlegs said. "It's their nap time, and they'll be really cranky without it."

"Ok." Shadow whispered. "They're so cute!" She squealed.

"What should we name them?" Leafmist asked. "Can it be a name from our world?"

"Sure." Hiccup said. "It doesn't matter as long as you stick with the name. If you don't they get confused and try to find their momma."

So for the next hour the CBers sat, debating names, dodging Ruff and Tuff's pranks, and cuddling with their new dragons.

"Oh they're so cute!" Shadow Dragon whispered for the zillionth time. "Look! They're waking up!"

Sure enough, the little dragons blinked open their eyes and yawned. The CBers with Monstrous Nightmares dodged little bursts of flame.

"Hello little guy," Shadow cooed. "Hiccup, what do we do now?"

"You've got to get them to trust you. Try to feed them, and call them by their names. Then we can try some training. These guys are old enough to try. Divide up by dragon types so they feel safe."

They did, and five minutes later they were feeding their dragons.

"Hi little guy," PSXtreme said, surprisingly gently. "Your name is LavaSpewerXtreme. Want some yummy rocks?" LSXtreme grunted happily.

"Good girl. Will you spew some lava for me please?" A pile of lava appeared on the floor. "Good girl" PSXtreme said again, rewarding her with some more rocks. "Now, just let me roast this little marshmallow pie-" The murderer pushed PSXtreme forward. SPLAT.

PSXtreme landed in the lava, pie still in hand. LSXtreme wailed in sorrow.

"What happened?!" Hiccup yelled, running over to calm her down.

"I don't know!" Cried Misty, who had been closest. "She just- fell. I think she was pushed. The murderer is back."

"Murderer? What murderer?"

As the Pie Master explained, Hiccup and his companions' eyes grew wider and wider.

"Well," Ruffnut said. "That makes that decision. If there's a murderer around, we're sticking around too. Maybe they can get Tuffnut while they're at it!"

"Don't you understand?!" Tea cried. "If you stay, you could use too!"

"We're fictional." Hiccup cut in. "If we die, well just get up again. Plus, if we leave, who's gonna teach you to train your dragons and take care of the orphaned ones?"

So, the Pietel got six more guests, and lots more dragons.

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R.I.L. PieSlingerXtreme, rest in lava.

P.S. I decided what kind of dragon you have, but you all can decide names, coloration, gender, and whatever else you want. The dragons will basically be like pets.