This is the short stop motion animation of the fun summer story Hiccup and the Lemonade Stand and was also partially inspired by a revisit to Contraltissimo's hilarious Plastic Adventures (Haven't seen it? Go here --> [link]


And as you can see, he's selling some viking-sized barrels of lemonade!


So what would you do if you came upon Hiccup selling lemonade?

I think I would drop some change in the tip jar and keep moving! These viking eateries don't exactly get high scores from the department of health and food services!



Enjoy!

~Master Rohan


*********************************
The story:

Hiccup and the lemonade Stand Part 1 of 2


Narrator: Sunlight bakes a sandy beach. A gentle breeze blows; the sound of crashing waves and seagulls dragons squawking fill the background.

Hiccup is seen impatiently waiting for customers to his lemonade stand.   Even though it is very hot ..... INCREDIBLY HOT for someone who lives in Berk, Hiccup is wearing an apron.  He is, after all, running an eatery on the beach.  


(muttering to himself leaning on the counter):"Thanks again, Dad, for this wonderful summer job.  It's so much fun to have to WORK while all of my friends are PLAYING --"

(running by with a volleyball):"Hi, Hiccup!"

(waving):"Oh hi .... Ruffnut ..."

(running by with an umbrella):"Hi, Shrimpo!"

(frowning):"Hi .... Tuffnut ...... HEY!  That umbrella ---"



Narrator: Doing a double take and leaning over the counter of his lemonade and grill stand, Hiccup notices that the colorful umbrella for the ONLY table is now gone!

(shaking his fist):"TUFFNUT!  YOU ... PIRATE ... YOU BRING THAT UMBRELLA BACK!"

(not even turning around, still running with umbrella): "Gotta be more careful, Shrimpo!  The're be vikings here!!"  



Narrator:  While Hiccup sticks out his bottom lip and mumbles something unintelligible, his first customer for the day saunters up.  Snotlout, blessed with more muscles but less brains than Hiccup, slams down his hand on the counter.

(loud):"SERVICE! SERVICE! SERVICE!"

(raising a skeptical eyebrow):"I'm standing right in front of you ....... you don't have to yell."

(lowering his voice):"Really?!?    Then why does my father always yell at the waitresses whenever we go out to eat at the Ravenous Viking?!"  

"...... uh ..................... I really have no clue....... Maybe they're hard of hearing.   (switching to a cordial face and tone) "What can I get you, sir?"


Narrator: For a long time, Snotlout makes funny little noises as he studies the extensive menu placard that hangs on the wall above the counter.  After waiting a while, Hiccup notices that Snotlout's eyes are starting to cross, and the young proprietor finally leans over the counter to point out some of the more popular items.

:"We have an outstanding fried haddock sandwhich .... no relation .......... the octupus soup is chilled and rubbery ..........  and the happy dragon happy meal is always a hit with the kiddos.  And of course, we also serve cold lemonade ---"


Narrator:  Before Hiccup can finish, Snotlout blares out ...

(slams fists down on counter): "THAT'S IT!  THAT'S WHAT I WANT!  IT'S HOT, AND I'M THIRSTY, AND LEMONADE SOUNDS GREAT!!!"

(pointing at menu again): "And what size lemonade would you like, sir?  We've got the kiddie size, small size, medium size, large size, extra large size, jumbo size, and the viking size."

(acting insulted, swaggers): "Well what size drink do you think I want?"

(turtling his head between his shoulders): "Uh .... the large?"

(slamming the counter again): "WRONG!  I'M 100% VIKING, SO I'LL BE TAKING THE VIKING-SIZE DRINK!"

(chuckling to himself): "Well all righty then!  Let me get you your lemonade, sir."


Narrator:  For a moment, Hiccup is seen stooping down behind the counter and rummaging around.  The sound of glass clinking and liquid swishing fills the air, and then Hiccup finally stands back up with a .... HUGE BARREL.

(smiling):"Here you go, sir!  That's one viking-size jumbo lemonade!"

(excited):"WOOHOOO!  NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL A DRINK!"


Narrator:  Without hesitating, Snotlout snatches the huge barrel from Hiccup and waddles off with it.

(shaking his fist):"HEY!  HEY!!  YOU DIDN'T PAY!!!"

(drinking):" .... I'm a ..... viking! .... I don't .... pay!"

(throwing up arms in the air): "GREAT!  JUST GREAT!  The day is already half gone, and instead of making money, I've lost an umbrella and a barrell full of lemonade!"



Narrator:  While Hiccup takes out a cloth and starts wiping down the counter, his friend Fishlegs hobbles up.

(friendly): "Hi, Hiccup!  How's the lemonade stand going."

(furrowing eyebrows, one hand on hip, other hand shaking wash towel at Fishlegs): "TERRIBLE!  You wouldn't believe how hard this is!  Dad said, (imitates father's voice) 'It's a sure win, Hiccup!  All you have to do is set up a lemonade stand on the beach, and thirsty people will flock to it, and you'll make more gold than Grimbeard the Prirate in just ONE DAY!'"

(chuckling):"He said that?"

(rolling eyes and swatting at fly):"Yeah ........ and it wouldn't be so bad, buuuuuuuuut .... I'm surrounded by VIKINGS!  They steal my food, steal my drink, steal my ---"


Narrator:  Hiccup suddenly breaks off as he notices that the four chairs that HAD circled the lone, umbrella-less table are now missing.

(throwing wash towel at the wall): "ARM PITS OF FREYA!!!  SOMEONE'S STOLEN MY CHAIRS!!!"


**********************************

PART 2 of 2


Narrator: As Hiccup mans his lemonade stand on the beach and chats with his friend Fishlegs recounting how poorly business has been, Hiccup suddenly breaks off as he notices that the four chairs that HAD circled the lone, umbrella-less table are now missing.


(throwing wash towel at the wall): "ARM PITS OF FREYA!!! SOMEONE'S STOLEN MY CHAIRS!!!"





(looks at table, then back at Hiccup): "Oh .... those were your chairs??? They just passed by me on the path back up to the village! I didn't get a good look at who was carrying them ..... but I did hear them say something like, 'FREE STUFF ON THE BEACH!'"

(big frown shakes fist):"PIRATING CROOKS! I SPENT A WEEK BUILDING THOSE CHAIRS!"

:"I bet they were nice!"

(leaning over the counter and whispering): "Fishlegs, these people are WORSE THAN RELATIVES! They just help themselves to whatever they want! MY CHAIRS are probably going to someone's DINING ROOM!"

(big smile, eyes closed): "Well, if they show up in mine, I'll invite you over for a meal!"



Narrator: For a moment, Hiccup pauses and skeptically eyes his large, jovial friend and then continues with a long sigh.


(gesturing to menu): "So what can I get you, buddy?"

(stammering): "Oooo ..... you have so many tasty sounding things on the menu ...... that Shark-fin Surprise sounds exciting ............ and the Seaweed Rolls with Limpet Glaze really makes my heart skip a beat!"



: "You know ...... I don't know what to choose ..... so many choices! SO MANY OPTIONS!! SO MANY CHOICES!!!!"

(motioning for Fishlegs to calm down): "Woh, buddy, calm down; it's just food ---"

(shaking):" JUST FOOD?! JUST FOOD?!? You realize that if we live to be 80 years old that we will have only had 87,600 chances to eat a meal?!? THESE ARE WEIGHTY DECISIONS TO MAKE, HICCUP!!"

(frank face):"You definitely chose the correct word there, my friend ..... Now what can I get you?"

(tapping on the counter with all his fingers): "I don't know ... I DON'T KNOW ... I DON'T KNOW!"

"How about a lemonade."

(shouting for joy): "THAT WOULD BE PERFECT!"



Narrator: As Hiccup checks his supplies, he realizes that he doesn't have enough lemonade to fill the order. Putting two fingers to his mouth and whistling to the side, Hiccup signals for his dragon Toothless to roll over more barrels of lemonade.

Within a minute, the nightfury nudges one of the barrels to Hiccup. Struggling to carrying the container almost as tall as him and certainly heavier than him, Hiccup waddles back behind the counter and boosts the barrel up with a big "OOOPHHHHH!"



(holding out hand): "Okay, Fish, that'll be two silvers."

(scrounging through his pockets): "Uh .... Hiccup .... I only have one silver and a couple of coppers."

(bobbing his head to the side and grinning): "Okay ... I'll take 'em. At least I can have something in the money bag at the end of the day."

(wobbling off with huge barrel of lemonade): "Thanks again, Hiccup! I'm going drink this until I float away!!"

(chuckling): "Yeah, well you be careful! Don't drink and fly!"

(in the distance): "I won't."



Narrator: As Hiccup watches his friend toddle off, he feels a tug at his apron. Turning, he finds that his dragon Toothless is giving him a sad, big eyed look.



(tapping Toothless' head): "What's wrong, buddy? Are you thirsty?"

(dances around): "...mmmmmmmm..."

(grabs spoon and opens a fresh barrel of lemonade): "I guess I could let you have a little sip of ---"



Narrator: But before Hiccup can give Toothless a taste of the refreshment, the dragon plunges his head into the barrel and in one giant inhale, drinks all of the contents!



(shocked): "TOOTHLESS!!! I WAS SUPPOSED TO SELL THAT!!!"

(big smile): ".....*burp* ...."

(laughing): "I guess I'm just not cut out to be a lemonade seller. *petting Toothless* Maybe I should pursue bread maker! I always say there aren't enough bread-making vikings!"

(nudges Hiccup): "mmuuumuuumuumu.."

(trying to decipher Toothless' words): "WHAT?! WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?!"



Narrator: With a swoop of his head, the dragon motions for Hiccup to look beside the lemonade and grill stand. And there, in the sand is a set of imprints that had been left by objects that at one time had sat there upon the sand.


(shocked): "CHEST HAIR OF THOR! NOW MY TABLE IS GONE, TOO!!"

*nudge, nudge*

:"Yeah, I'm with you! Let's go fly!"


Narrator: And with a hop, Hiccup jumps up on Toothless, and the two fly off.



****


Narrator: Hours later ...

Tuffnut is seen standing at the lemonade stand, leaning on the counter, repeatedly ringing the service bell.

Passing by Ruffnut comments ...



:"What are you doing?"

:"I'm waiting to put my order in .... but the service here is lousy! *ring, ring* I've been standing here for like 30 minutes, ringing this bell!"

(shaking her head):"That's because there's NO ONE HERE you idiot! Hiccup flew off hours ago!"

:"Oh ......... I knew that ..... I just like ringing this bell! *ring, ring*

(trudging away):"Then just stand there and ring it, genius! .... _{At least you'll be out of my way for a while!}" *runs off

*ring, ring, ring ............ ring, ring, ring...... ring, ring, ring, ring, ring ....*




****


Narrator: In the sky overhead ....


(flying on Toothless):"HEY, TOOTHLESS, LOOK DOWN THERE!"

:"mmmmmmmm?"

"There's someone standing in line at the lemonade stand!"

:" mmmmmmmmmm"

:"TUFFNUT?!? The guy who stole my umbrella! Let's buzz him!"





****


:" *ring, ring* .... Ruffnut and Fishlegs sittin' in a tree .... k-i-s-s-i-n -----NIGHTFURY!!"



****

Narrator: And so ended Hiccup's short and very unprofitable stint as a lemonade and grill stand owner. His chairs and table never showed back up, ... though he did have his suspicions as to the culprits.

And upon returning to the beach the next morning and finding that the rest of his stand was COMPLETELY gone ... not because of viking pilfering but because of high tide, he threw his arms into the air and walked back to the blacksmith shop in apparent defeat.


However, his father thought his son was very brave. To try to sell something as controversial as lemonade to vikings (Gads! It contains sugar!) proved again to Stoick that his son was not afraid to take risks. And though the chieftain was never very good at math, he bragged to everyone about how his son had made a grand total of One Silver Piece and a Couple of Coppers!!!

And what of Hiccup's next great business pursuit?

We'll let him tell in his own words.



*wags finger to the audience as he nods his head* "I'm telling you people ....... SLICED BREAD .... it's gonna be big!"





~Master Rohan