013 - Phone

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup's been slightly in a daze since the prom since. OMG PROM KING. wtf. Still not really sure what that means, he's trying to forget it happened.

Part of that includes getting back into the forging business. Which is why he's making this phone call.]

Hi everybody. Just thought you should know that I'm still doing stuff out at the forge. If anyone wants anything, just let me know and I can probably make it for you. All I need are specifications and materials or a way to get the materials I'll need.

Uh... yeah. Just let me know. Don't worry if you're wanting something complicated, either. I can probably figure it out. It'll make it more interesting, anyway.

And... I guess just as a side note I should thank everybody who voted for me. Uh. Yeah. Thanks. That was kind of fun, I guess.

Comments

[worstvikingever]

Oh yeah, sure. The cars are made of metal that can be repurposed pretty easily.

[commentboxtroll]

Yeah? Which parts? The colored layer seemed flimsy to me.

[worstvikingever]

Well by "easily" I mean it's kind of a process but I know how it works now and it's not that hard anymore.

[commentboxtroll]

I get that, but are there certain parts that would be better for melting down or is any metal in the car fair game?

[worstvikingever]

The shell is the best, actually, since the rest of it is broken up into small pieces of machinery and stuff and is made out of all sorts of different materials. But I can use the rest of it too, usually. It just takes longer to disassemble and sort out.

[commentboxtroll]

Alright. I'm sure I can get that off of the car.

[Somehow.]

The color's only paint, isn't it? So it shouldn't affect the metal?

[...though if it does, he needs to pick out the most ridiculous color for Lilly's sword.]

[worstvikingever]

Yeah, it's just paint. Burns right off.

[commentboxtroll]

That's too bad. [Beige swords, people. It'd be hilarious.] Where's this forge of yours at?

[worstvikingever]

339 Brady Lane, in the backyard.

[commentboxtroll]

And at what times?

[worstvikingever]

Most afternoons, probably.

phone tooo action?

[commentboxtroll]

Alright. This shouldn't take too long...

[Hello there, car in the driveway. Prepare to meet yet another demise.

...

But, as it turns out, figuring how to pry apart a car takes longer than Caesar had imagined. It wouldn't be until the next day that he ends up at the backyard of 339 Brady Lane, sitting on the stacked front and back hoods of some unfortunate vehicle. So much for not taking too long.

He's a bit earlier than the afternoon, but he can wait.]

ACTION!

[worstvikingever]

[Well Hiccup has to get out of school and drop things off at home first, so he isn't there until around 3:30. Oops. He sees the guy waiting and rushes over.]

Oh man, I'm sorry, were you waiting for me? I should've specified that I can't get over here until school gets out, gods I'm so sorry.

ACTION-PACKED ACTION!

[commentboxtroll]

[No matter. It's just another excuse to doze off. He'll start awake when Hiccup shows up and starts talking.]

Huh? [What was he doing here again-- oh, this. The forge.] Don't sweat it. It's fine. I figured that was where you were.

[...and where he should have been, but meh. Caesar only puts up with school when he has to.]

SO INTENSELY ACTIONY!

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup nods and sees the car parts he brought by.]

Cool, you brought stuff. Let's get it back to the forge and you can tell me what you want.

JUST LIKE AN ACTION MOVIE!

[commentboxtroll]

Yeah. These were the only parts I could figure out how to get off of the car.

[...and the only ones he could feasibly carry here. He hops up from his seat on the hoods and hefts one up, settling one of the edges against the ground.]

You're Hiccup, right?

EXPLOSIONS!

[worstvikingever]

Yeah, that's me.

And hey, these'll work just fine. Thanks.

WALKING AWAY FROM THEM SLOW-MO!

[commentboxtroll]

I'm Caesar.

They will? [That's good. He's glad he won't have to lug the rest of the car over.] I don't normally get weapons made, so I'll take your word on that.

WITH VERY LARGE GUNS!

[worstvikingever]

Nice to meet you, Caesar.

[He nods.]

Yeah, sure. It's kind of a process to get them ready for swords and stuff, but they'll work just fine.

WEARING SUNGLASSES!

[commentboxtroll]

Likewise.

As for the sword... [He fishes a folded up piece of paper out of his pocket and shakes it open. It has a drawing of the sword on it, a close enough copy of what he remembered Lilly wielding in the past. The blade length and other notes are jotted down at the side.] Just something one-handed, thirty-two inch long blade, bar cross-guard. It's narrower than typical, with a more pointed end.

AND DRIVING AN AWESOME CAR!

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup takes the drawing and studies it, reading the notes carefully. After a moment, he nods.]

Sure. Shouldn't be too hard. I'll have it ready by the end of next week.