Having missed out on all the fun of getting mangled and bashed by a monster with ignitable blood, Ruffnut was in the Sensorium's again. This was quickly becoming her favorite place in the ship because she could do whatever she wanted, fight as much as she liked and no one would tell her no.

Plus it made a pretty realistic recreation of the Isle of Berk

Plus she had to practice with these new lightning powers that Matt had given to her.

"Alright...alright I can do this." She coached herself holding her hands close together. A ball of sparks and energy began shivering and hovering between her hands. "HA! HA I knew it!" She cheered...all too soon.

A flash of light and the lightning blasted back into her sending her soaring through the air and crashing into the grass nearby.

There she lay smoke rising off her dried out and singed hair.

Irma's mind was too busy racing through everything to really focus on one thing. Her encounter with that beast had shaken her up greatly and she couldn't understand why. She faced much greater threats before, so why did this one affect her so badly?

Wandering into the observation deck, she sat down and for the first time since the crisis ended, finally started to relax. Or to the best of her ability. As she did, she finally took the time to think it over and finally realize why she seemed so frightened - she was used to having her friends by her side. She wasn't used to hard-headed kids thinking they were heroes. And she wasn't used to feeling powerless... or at the very least, thinking she was powerless.

Letting out a sigh, she laid back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling as she rubbed her face.

"...I need to toughen up. Or start smacking kids when they don't listen." Irma muttered.