第十二章：绿死神(6)
"Sssh, Fishlegs," whispered Hiccup, desperately digging his friend in the ribs.
"Well, you can," said Fishlegs stoutly. "Don't you see? This is your chance to be a Hero. And we're all going to die anyway, so you might as well take it. ..."
"Hiccup can speak to dragons!" shouted Fishlegs, very loudly indeed.
"Hiccup?" said Gobber the Belch.
"HICCUP?" said Stoick the Vast.
"Yes, Hiccup," said Old Wrinkly. "Small boy, red hair, freckles, you were going to put him into exile this morning." Old Wrinkly looked stern. "In order that the blood of the Tribes should not be weakened, remember? Your son, Hiccup."
"I know who Hiccup is, thank you, Old Wrinkly," said Stoick the Vast, uncomfortably. "Does anyone know where he is? HICCUP! Come forward."
"Well, you can," said Fishlegs stoutly. "Don't you see? This is your chance to be a Hero. And we're all going to die anyway, so you might as well take it. ..."
"Hiccup can speak to dragons!" shouted Fishlegs, very loudly indeed.
"Hiccup?" said Gobber the Belch.
"HICCUP?" said Stoick the Vast.
"Yes, Hiccup," said Old Wrinkly. "Small boy, red hair, freckles, you were going to put him into exile this morning." Old Wrinkly looked stern. "In order that the blood of the Tribes should not be weakened, remember? Your son, Hiccup."
"I know who Hiccup is, thank you, Old Wrinkly," said Stoick the Vast, uncomfortably. "Does anyone know where he is? HICCUP! Come forward."
冰九囚笼二十六
