TAKE ONE

Hiccup looked over the hill. The fear on his face became laughter as he crouched down, pretending to be hiding from the dragon. Soon enough the suppressed chuckles became loud laughter. He fell on his back, rolling down the hill and to the director's feet.

"S-sorry," Hiccup choked, tears streaming down his face. "It's just so funny! Toothless looks ridiculous!"

Suddenly a black shadow landed on top of him, a terrifying face of slit pupils and bared teeth snarling at him. It made children watching the shooting cry and adults scream.

Hiccup shrieked and passed out.

"I don't know whether to thank you or be annoyed at you, Toothless," sighed the director. Toothless slid off his rider's body, a faint look of mischievousness on his face.

The director glared at him. "Go back to the ropes. Now." It didn't help that the cameraman were laughing behind him, only aggravating him more. "Why did I ever agree to this?"

Then he turned round to the laughing men. "Well? One of you wake him up!"

The cameraman grabbed a bucket of water beside him and threw it all over Hiccup.

Hiccup spluttered awake, sitting straight up. He glared at them all as most of the studio burst into laughter. Toothless nudged him, cooing apologetically. His gaze softened as he wrapped an arm around his dragon, standing up.

The audience awwed. Even the director had to crack a grin at the bond the two friends hugged, Hiccup around the neck and Toothless with his head around the boy's shoulders. The bond they shared was the thing that inspired him in the first place to make this God-forsaken movie.

"Okay, your daily fluff is over," Hiccup joked. "Back to filming."

TAKE 2

Hiccup crawled up the hill. He saw the dragon, and immediately ducked down. The audience held their breath as the director muttered, "Good… Good… Keep rolling."

Hiccup looked back over, fumbling for the knife. The director had given him a plastic knife, just in case there was an accident. Hiccup couldn't be trusted around sharp objects – it was a scientific fact.

Hiccup took a deep breath and slid down the hill. He ran to the boulder, turning as to hide behind it from his dragon. He accidently slammed into it too hard, his head cracking as he crumpled to the floor.

The director dragged his hand over his face.

TAKE 16

Hiccup stared down at Toothless. The dragon stared back at him, his heavy breathing and low moans almost convincing the director into thinking he was hurt.

Hiccup obviously couldn't bear to look at his dragon like this, so repositioned the blade in his hands, turning his eyes to the wings. The director saw a movement of hesitation, self-doubt – real self-doubt – as Toothless let out a low moan, his head falling to the grass.

Hiccup let the dagger fall to his head, letting out a sigh. "I did this…" he muttered, stepping back. A grin was slowly growing on the director's face.

Hiccup turned around, then looked back. He knelt down suddenly and started cutting the ropes.

The director cheered as Toothless shot up, slamming Hiccup against the ropes.

A screeching roar filled the air before he flew off, Hiccup left stunned, before he climbed up and half-mimed fainting.

The director yelled with happiness, a massive smile on his face. "Finally!"

Toothless crash-landed beside him, before getting up and walking over to Hiccup.

"Um.. sir?"

"Yes?"

"The camera wasn't recording."