Immediately, when I see the smoke coming from your cabin, I know it's going to be bad. "No, no, no!" I scream, as Toothless diverts from his path and starts flying towards the smell of freshly cooked pork broth. One thing I hate about Toothless is that he's a very willful dragon. But then again, I can't really blame him. You're the only person on Berk that can cook something that isn't roasted meat and really over salted vegetables. "Toothless! Down!" Right now, he's literally flying upside-down and I am hanging on for dear life. All the dragons on the island love that stuff. I don't know why, but they just do. The people love it too, which is probably why you make such damn good business on this island running the Dragon Canopy, a really popular restaurant. "Toothless!"