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Disclaimer
I do not own Dreamworks Animations SKG nor do I own Disney. I only own the fanfiction.
Sorry, no incannon ships like Jackunzel, Mericcup, etc. I just go with canon ships (official ships, such as Hiccstrid, Eugunzel, etc.)
Pitch's Plot
"Oh, Pitch, could you leave me alone? Every nice fiance has to know that his lady needs her beauty sleep to keep her gorgeous." Gothel said in a mesmerizing tone. "Once again, I am not your fiance. We do not have time to have a beauty sleep, Gothel! Why, you ask? It's because, if we spend our time on this, the guardians will take over." Pitch declared. He slammed his dark, cold hands to the side of his desk, spilling some of the coffee - well, if you can call black sand as coffee - into the floor. "See what I meant? Now, excuse me, I will go talk to another person, well, and his dragon." "Dragon?!" Gothel widened her eyes, seemingly surprised. "Oh, I know it's the equivalent of belching, correct?" Gothel continued on, her wrinkled hands waving over her wavy black hair. "Drago Bludvist. Got that?" Pitch remarked menacingly, pointing his finger to Gothel. "Now let me continue my meeting with Drago."
As Pitch walked down with pride through the dark hallways, fear surrounded him. The dark chirping of owlets in metal cages and the sound of the neighing of his nightmares surrounded him, until he arrived at the end of the dark hallway. A large, bulky figure, draped in dragon skin approached him. As the light of the full moon shone upon him through the small windows of the side, his identity was revealed. Yes, you can guess, it's Drago.
As his Bewilderbeast shrunk in the power of Pitch's black sand, the Bewilderbeast, barely fitting the room, approached Pitch, and gave him a slight nudge. "Good evening, sire." Pitch mocked, bowing his head. Drago didn't seemed to be amused. He lowered his mouth, which was full of scars, and looked at Pitch with his dark, gleamy eyes. As they both discussed about their meeting, they finally met the deal. "Deal," Drago agreed as he shook hands with the God of Fear.
The duo soon walked to Pitch's lair. Gothel was already there, not surprised when he saw Drago. "Hello, you must be Drago," Gothel said in a sarcastic merit. "Hmph," Drago roared a bit, but then Pitch cut off Drago, "Drago, meet Gothel. Gothel, meet Drago. And by the way, Gothel is not my fiance." Drago chuckled a bit, only his left side of his mouth raising.
As the plot was uncovered, the trio agreed, and called the two others. Mor'du, in the human form. "Remember to use your powers wisely, Mor'du." Pitch said, as the human morphed back into a bear. The Red Death, in shrunken form, also walked around, looking at Drago.
"Go." was the only thing Pitch said.