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They Probably Will Not Even Fight
Great. Our team got saddled with Merida and Hiccup The two wimpiest ones I thought without much delight or care We thought we would have to drag them to the fight Hiccup extended his hand and he and Merida beat us there By the time they arrived she was slinging three to six arrows Into the retreaters’ backs as Hiccup’s dragon fired them up for the spit I was shocked, astounded, incredulous. They were fight masters. Hiccup and Merida. Who would have thought? I never thought of it Battle after battle we watched them fly off into the fray. Arriving ahead of us, toasting our enemies over the fire. Want some? Hiccups asked me, offering me meat for the day. It was the arm of an enemy, and the idea made me wretch. Merida was chomping down on a plate of barbeque ribs. I said no thanks, for I could tell they were of a corpulent man. Come on! Hiccup urged me. We have more than enough. Plenty! What the heck, so II took a fresh foot out of the pan. Feet have hair, Merida warned me. Too late. I was gagging. Why didn’t you tell him? She asked Hiccup. A kind of nagging. I did not know she was squeamish, the dragon master replied. I was a mess about this nightmare ‘til the day I died.
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