What happened now. Oh, you're gonna, you're gonna love this.

I wake up, the sun shining, Terrible Terrors are singing on the rooftop,

I saunder down to breakfast thinking all is right with the world and I get

"Son we need to talk."

"Not now Dad, I got a whole day of goofing off to get started."

Wha-okay, first of all, I-I don't sound like that who, what is this character

and-and second what is that thing you're doing with my shoulders?

Yeah, a truly flattering impersonation.

Anyway, he goes: "You're the pride of Berk son

and I couldn't be prouder." "Awh, thanks Dad I'm pretty impressed myself too!"

When have I ever done that with my hands?

You just did!

Aghh-okay. Just..hold still. Very serious.