Carrying Toothless in one hand, Astrid reached for the vial of shrinking potion on her dresser with the other. Seeing this, the shrunken dragon protested and struggled against the giant fingers that clasped around him, but he was powerless to break free.
Sitting back on her bed, cross-legged, Astrid smiled at the tiny dragon in her hand. She put him down on the bed sheets, between her feet, and brought the potion vial closer, right in front of the now worried dragon.
Toothless looked at his reflection in the smooth glass, then lifted his head up to look at the towering smiling viking woman, slowly backing away.
Astrid uncorked the vial, and prepared to pour some of its contents on…
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