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”Welcome to Soul Mate Service, how can we help you?” ”I would like to make an appointment.” ”Alright. How about on Thursday?” ”It sounds good to me.” ”Uh-huh. Then I need your name and personal code number.” ”Hiccup Haddock, XX0514-5013.” ”Thank you. See you on Thursday then Mr Haddock.” … “You did what?” Astrid said as she stared at her friend. Hiccup squirmed under her stare. “I called the S.M.S and made an appointment.” Hiccup mumbled once again. Astrid groaned and pinched her nose bridge. “Hiccup. You are seven

I'm tired. That is the easiest way to describe myself right now. Things could be worse I suppose... It's a little after seven. I already made breakfast, and Dad is reading the paper. "How is your friend Rapunzel doing?" He asked. Dad had been a little upset with us after he found out what happened at Rapunzel's house. Jack had told him the whole thing was my idea and insisted that it was a great idea. In the end, Dad had said he was proud. I think that was the first time he ever said he was proud of me. I really hope it's not the last… "Rapunzel is fine. She's adjusting." After everything, Rapunzel has been living with the DunBrochs.

Metal claws scraped against the glass making a screeching noise. Anyone who could hear it would cringe. Bright blue soulless eyes could give you the chills if you looked him in the eye. Metal fangs for teeth that could tear through flesh and bone. A metal tail that could kill an elephant with one blow. A voice that could be mistaken for a siren. Feather soft white spiky hair. Pale skin, almost white. He could only be tamed by the bravest. The ringmaster has tried to do it himself. Same with the other performers. The ringmaster has asked the audience if they wanted to try, but, no avail. This time they were going to Berk. Everybody down there