Oh.My. God.

Oh.My. God.

I don‘t know what to say anymore right now.

I don‘t get it. NOW they do the thing we Tell them since the beginning.

Actually Funny Thing about Megamind vs Doom Syndicate, Will Ferrell read the Script to it and thought it wasn’t good. And he was so damnn right.

Second Favorite Trilogy After Httyd 😊

The Second KFP will always be my all time Favorite in the Series and also Not the fourth one is the best its definitly the Second One. That's not even up for debate.

And Man I‘m happy KFP is my second Favorite Trilogy because all my fears about the fourth Movie were true. Idk if I should still Go to the Movies and watch it, just for the hell of it, like I have done it with the Meg2. But I Will do it because I‘m curious how the end product turned out and what my opinions are on this.

Siege & Storms - Chapter 1 Astrid

Post Fire Tides-Story. Nightmares haunt Astrid while Hiccup and Toothless try to escape from the underwater City.

A scream tore through her throat as he fell. "Hiccup!" Her fingers wrapped tightly around the metal rings of her saddle as she leaned forward. “Come on, Stormfly. Get down! Get down!” The blood roared in her ears as the Nadder plunged into a dive, away from the ashen sky and down to the deep black sea that spread out beneath them like a rolling velvet carpet. Below her she saw the frightened eyes of her boyfriend, desperately trying to hoist himself onto the back of his night fury, whose dark scales seemed to almost merge with the darkness of the sea surface. She reached out, tried to reach for him, but he was so far away. So far away. It was as if time stood still as their bodies split the surface of the ocean, like a black mirror breaking into a hundred thousand small pieces. "No. Nooooooo! Hiccup!” she shouted against the roar of the waves. No Answer. Not a brown head in the waves. No wing flapping. The ocean had swallowed them. She sat up, with a clear conscience that this too could be her end. But to hell with her life when the man she loved more than anything was in grave danger. And she jumped. Cold water stabbed her soft skin like hundreds of knives, she opened her eyes and there was the deepest blackness around her. She suddenly flash something in the endless black. A body. Hiccup, she thought. She continued to dive, the pressure on her ears reinforced with every meter she swam. Hiccup's pale, thin body appeared in her mind's eye, his limbs hanging limply in the water, his otherwise beautifully bright emerald eyes staring into space. She reached for him, but couldn't get hold of him. Like a sack full of stones, his body sank deeper and deeper towards the seabed. And there was nothing she could do about it. She was powerless. No matter how hard she tried to move forward, an invisible force had a firm hold on her. She kicked around wildly, screaming at the top of her lungs, so that the salty sea water flooded her throat and sent air bubbles to the surface. The darkness became more and more impenetrable, more and more merciless. Slowly she saw in depth how the body of the person she loved above all else, who she had known since childhood, who had shown her the beauty of the world, had enriched her own life with his good heart and his deep love for her was drawn.

Astrid woke up with a scream. The endless darkness around her, hit her, she gasped, clutching at her sweat-soaked chest where her fearful heart was pounding as if it would shatter her ribs at any moment. With trembling fingers, she reached for a candle that was on the nightstand next to the bed and lit it. Her eyes wandered around the room, past the various prosthetic tails that Hiccup had made for Toothless over the years, to the large map of the archipelago that Hiccup had drawn on his explorations of the barbaric land. Her shaky hand slid over the empty side next to her where her fiancé should be lying. The blood ran from her fingertips, her stomach cramped as her eyes remained on the mattress. She didn't know if Hiccup was still alive or if he was injured and dying. She convulsively choked down the lump in her throat, trying to smother the tears that began to roll down her cheeks faster and faster. To calm herself, she took the green fabric of his tunic, which she had worn every night since his departure, between her hands and breathed in its remaining scent of leather and forge that had not yet been singed by her sweat. He was alive. He wasn't dead. He was alive. He wasn't dead... She pulled her legs up to her chest and began rocking back and forth, more tears gathering in her eyes. She had to stay strong, for the village, for Valka, for Hiccup. Hiccup. She squirmed internally. "He's alive, he's alive, he's alive...",she kept telling herself, fighting the emptiness that was rapidly spreading in her heart. The dark, cold emptiness swallowed her soul, dragging her down into a bottomless abyss of loneliness and ruin. Everything went quiet in her head; she could only hear the steady beating of her heart. She jumped when something warm and scaly suddenly snuggled up to her. Stormfly. Astrid wrapped her arms around the Nadder lady's head, heard her breathing, felt the warmth emanating from her body. A small smile crept across Astrid's lips as Stormfly rubbed her head against hers. “Thank you, my girl. I love you too.” Stormfly squealed and looked at her rider with concern in her round golden eyes. She gently nudged Astrid with her nose. Astrid sighed and wiped her tears as she stroked her best friend's shiny scale dress. She sniffled: "You know, it's hard sometimes to always have to be strong." The Nadder lady snorted in understanding. Astrid leisurely lifted her legs out of bed, Hiccup's tunic barely reaching enough to carefully cover her intimate area. She grabbed the candle that was on the bedside table and walked out of the room, her heavy steps making the floorboards creak on the way to Hiccup's late father's old room. Astrid hesitated, then knocked on the door. “Come in,” she heard Valka’s tired voice from the other side. She entered the large bedchamber, Valka was sitting up in bed, a bag full of ice pressed to her forehead. “Is something Astrid? Can I help you in any way?” Astrid shook her head as she closed the door behind her and sat on the edge of the bed next to her future mother-in-law. “Yes, everything is fine,” she lied as she smoothed the fabric of the tunic. "I just wanted to see how you were doing." Valka smiled gently. "That's kind of you. But you don’t have to worry about me.” A loud rumble of thunder shook the night, shortly followed by a pelting rain that hit the wooden roof. Astrid's fingers dug into the fabric of the tunic and she gritted her teeth. The fine hairs on her neck stood up against her sweat-heated skin. She hated thunderstorms ever since a lightning strike left her blind several years ago. Although she was now able to cope better with thunderstorms and the darkness, she still felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up every time a storm came. “I'm just going to go outside to see what's going on,” she said shortly without looking at Valka. Out of the corner of her eye, however, she saw her nod in confirmation. -

Next Chapter follows soon…

Just noticed that these two have the same Voice Actor 💀

Headcanon:

Hiccstrid always plan one day in a week a romantic evening to have some alone couple time. (The kids are then with Valka or Astrids Parents.) Sometimes they sit by the fireplace cuddle up in furs, have a romantic dinner they Cook together, dance slowly under the Stars, take a bath with wine and rose petals or make hot Love when they are in the mood.

After I listen to the Berkcast again about the Live-Action. I rembered that Universal also made Oppenheimer so I have a Little Bit faith in this Even its a Remake and I‘m so sick of Live-Action Remakes. It‘s the Last One I‘d give a Chance, so I hope it will be good But Not better as the Original, which isn’t possible, that this can‘t be better. But we will See if its really his own Movie. Just for the record its a DreamWorks Remake Not Disney, so we can’t say its going to be Bad before we actually see it. But it would be cool if people of the crew who also worked on Oppenheimer were included.

I wish Dean DeBlois (he understands his work as Director & Writer very Well) all the best for this even though I think he just directed this, because if anyone other would do it, it would be shit. I hope this is the case, because he still stands to his point that he hates Live-Action Remakes according to an interview I‘ve read months ago and let’s not forget he Loves this Film-Trilogy as much as we are.

So good luck, I guess.