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"if growing up means It would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree;"

Who: Hiccup and whoever wants to come!
What: Camping!
When: November 10th-11th
Where: Southern Lake
Summary: Hiccup invited anyone who was interested to the lake for a little camping trip. Hijinks ensue!
Rating: Shenanigans

Early on the ninth, Hiccup broadcast a short message to the journal reminding everyone about the camping trip he had planned for the weekend. The message was simple: pack your things, meet at noon in the plaza, and then they'd trek to the southern lake where they would make camp for the night. It would be chilly, but with a dragon in tow and clear skies, how bad could it be? Hiccup flies out to the lake early on the tenth to transport some camping supplies including extra tents, blankets, sleeping bags and tarps, as well as some food, before heading back to meet his fellow campers.

At the campsite itself, campers can expect to find such things including (but not limited to): fishing poles, cooking equipment (and ingredients), marshmallows, board games, card games, various sports equipment, harmonicas, et cetera. And Hiccup will definitely be trying to round everyone up for at least one round of storytelling around the fire sometime during the evening. Basically, anything campy (pun intended) can go on here. Have fun with it!

Here goes one of Hiccup's rare attempts to be a social planner. Let's see if it sinks or swims!

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[ Her teeth! And at least the answer to this isn't human. ]

Sheep, when she can get them. Fish if not.

[Sorry had mammoth on the brain.]

Poor sheep. Is that the same as Toothless?

I think he's pretty happy with just fish, really?

That's good! I think. Do they eat any vegetables?

I guess they could? But they need meat. And...prefer it, so.

Of course! I don't wanna force them or anything. But it can't hurt too much to try putting some more green in their diets.

It's not a matter of forcing them. It's a matter of what their bodies need to survive.

Oh, okay. I understand. They gotta stick to what they need to get by and be all dragon-y!

Yeah, pretty much. They're not fans of eel, though.

I can't imagine many are. They just look so... slippery.

Ha, I guess they do. I don't mind them one way or the other, though.

You... you eat them too? [Aang will just assume she's the weirdest girl he's ever met.]

What? No! I don't freak out at the sight of them, though.

Oh, okay. They must really be friendly, then! Once, I rode the Unagi.

...I don't think eels are big enough to ride?

The Unagi's a lot bigger than a normal eel! It's a lot bigger than both of your dragons put together, even!

...The size of a mountain?

Well maybe not that big... It's hard to think for sure when it was in water the whole time and really really long.

Then it's smaller than other things I've seen, at least.

Oh, really? You'd probably have to see it to know for sure. I wish one of them would wind up here someday.

One of the things from your world, you mean? Or mine?

The unagi! That way I could ride it again and everyone else can watch or try to ride it too!

I guess I'm not against trying to ride it? If it ever shows up here, I mean.

Great! If the time ever comes, I'll gladly show you the ropes.

Right back at you. So I guess it's a deal.

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