3-第十章:瘦提督的神秘身份(18)
"Carry on!" shrieked Alvin.
"Can I help?" asked Hiccup. He talked to the Gronckle directly. "I think what the Prefect is TRYING to say is, pick US up and put US in the Tower with the Bog-Burglar Heir..."
The Gronckle picked up Hiccup and Fishlegs by the scruffs of their necks as if they were two kittens.
"At least," pleaded Hiccup to Alvin as he swung from the Gronckle's jaws, "won't you do a good thing for once in your life and set Toothless free? You don't need him and he's never done anything to you ..."
Alvin tried to look dignified as he climbed out of the toilet.
Which was tricky.
"That isn't true," he said. "That dragon once did a poo in my helmet. A Treacherous Never Forgives. He can stay in that dungeon and rot for all I care ... Actually, I've just had a better idea -- he can join you in the arena on Saturn's day Saturday and you can all die a horrible death together ..." Alvin gave a gruesome smirk and waved his hand at the Gronckle.