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In the midst of all the chaos of the bomb threat, and Ruffnut being annoyed at somehow missing the trip to have an adventure with the rest of the Vikings, the blond warrior had been kidnapped by everyone's favorite insane computer program.

No feeling even more dissatisfaction with life on Stacy Ruffnut had retreated to the sensoriums to relax.

It was night on the isle of Berk. A cool breeze rolled along the hilly field making the grass dance as Ruffnut walked along spear slung casually over her shoulder watching the stars. It was a rare moment of contemplation for the viking woman. She didn't like to spend too much time deep in thought after all. It was a waste of time as far as she was concerned. Still the stars and the field had a calming effect on her. Even the slices of cake grazing in the field like sheep were soothing to watch.

...it seemed that the unfulfilled promise of still in Ruffnut's mind.

"One side wimp!" A force from behind sent her crashing to the ground. The calming time was ended as a computer generated Tuffnut knocked into her playfully earning a sharp kick for his troubles. "Look who's talking. At last I made it of Berk alive loser."

"Your a loser!" Came the not terribly clever retort.

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In the course of experimenting with them, Zetta had discovered that the ship sensoriums were very, very popular places for the crew. Why? He couldn't imagine. They were fraudulent! Deceptions! Crutches for the weak-minded! ...All right for theatrics, though. He had to give them that.

So the Overlord had taken up the hobby of wandering into the sensoriums every so often to see what people had conjured up for themselves. Walking in on people's personal moments? This plan has no flaws and cannot possibly end badly.

So it was that a book, being carried by a generic green-haired girl, wandered in to this scene of placid medieval-village tranquility, with a real girl brawling with a sensorium-creation in the midst of it. The book arched an eyebrow. "There's something you don't see every day."

The brawling stopped mid punch with Ruffnut on top her fist drawn back and Tuffnut on bottom pulling on her hair. After a second of startled silence as Ruffnut realized someone was watching she let her fist shoot out and catch the figment of her brother clean between the eyes making him let go of her hair.

Standing up with a defient challenging look in her eyes she greeted the holder of the book (Ignoring the book with a face on it for the moment) with a impolite "Who are you?"

The girl holding the book didn't answer. She had something of a vacuous-if-pleasant smile. The book, however, egocentrically assumed it was being addressed, and smiled most darkly (for effect).

"I'm Overlord Zetta, the most badass freakin' Overlord in the cosmos." He'd introduced himself so much lately that he almost sounded tired saying this.

Ruffnut's eyes snapped wide as she realized the book was the one talking not the girl. "W-what the...how did you do that?" She demanded instantly feeling a familiar surge of distrust and anger at yet another thing she didn't understand. She was starting to hate how much she didn't understand.

"How did I do what?" Zetta blinked a moment, then got it. A little late there. "Oh. I'm a book at the moment. It... kind of sucks. I had to confine my soul to it to save my life."

Ruffnut took a few cautious steps forward, fists clenching and unclenching as if she expected the book to suddenly sprout wings and start shooting fire at her "So...what are you normally?" She asked suspiciously.

"Normally? I'm an Overlord!" The book puffed itself up slightly with pride. "That means I rule a Netherworld. I still am an Overlord, but my Netherworld was destroyed, along with my body. That's part of why I'm stuck on this ship."

At least it didn't seem hostile... arrogant, sure, but hey.

"Huh...alright then." Ruffnut was talking this new information decidedly well all things considered, "So...who's that behind you?" She pointed, "Minion or something? Demon?" She always imagined demons would be scarier then that but who else would serve the Overlord of the underworld?

"Yeah, both, really," Zetta said. Most natural thing in the world. (Though he didn't control the Underworld, that was Seedle. Still, he can't correct mistakes in the narrative unless they're delivered by an omniscient third-person narrator.) "She's technically a demon. But she's really no more than a construct. A loyal battle-monkey to serve the Overlord unto death."

Zetta fixed his attention more directly on the warrior girl, though not with any real malice. "So... who're you?"

Oh right...she never did introduce herself. Summoning up all her strength and trying to make sure it showed in her stance she stood proud and tall...as tall as she could anyway, "I'm Ruffnut, proud viking of the Hairy Hooligan tribe."

"And I'm Tuffnut." Spoke the figment which she whirled on and punched so it went flying over the hill. "That...is a fake version of my brother. Ignore it." She commanded.

"Is he that aerodynamic in real life?" Zetta asked, watching Team Tuffnut blasting off again. "Heh. You've got some fight in you. I like that. What's with the tranquil field, then? Doesn't seem like there's much use for the weapon here... aside from fake siblings."

"No." Ruffnut admitted but she really liked the idea that he was that easy to knock flying, "It looks peaceful now...but back home you never know when the Dragons would come looking for a meal. I mean...you didn't before Hiccup taught us how to tame them." As if summoned by her words a two headed dragon swooped out of the darkness and snagged one of the grazing cake slices carrying it off to its doom.

"...like that."

"So this is home, huh?" The Overlord peered over it curiously once again. Dragons weren't uncommon sights to him, though for far different reasons than the Viking. On the other hand, she was pretty much purely human, wasn't she?

"You guys ride dragons? That's pretty badass, for humans."

"Yeah." Ruffnuts chest swelled with pride, "Hiccup taught us how but only people who are really bad ass and know how to work together can ride my dragon."

Again summoned by her thoughts the two headed dragon landed with a thud behind her, long snakelike heads hissed and swerved about surveying the book and it's holder.

"See this is the Hideous Zippleback. To ride it you have to have two people working together perfectly. Like me and my brother!" She boasted.

The book stared.

"That's the ugliest damn dragon I've ever seen." He looked vaguely disturbed. "It's right in the name, though, so I shouldn't be surprised. What did you need dragons to fight, anyway?"

Ruffnut had to stop and think about that for a minute, "Well we used them to fight the biggest baddest ugliest dragon I've ever seen. This thing was as big as a mountain. Now that he's toast I don't really know what we'd use them to fight. Lots of fun just to fly though." She grinned a dangerous grin, "You should see how fast they can go. It's a total rush."

"Well, that seems a waste. It's too bad we can't get this one out of the sensorium. Or get you enough mana to wish for one." Go figure. The ship saved robots, but not dragons? What were the standards here anyway?

"Yeah, I mean at least Hiccup got Toothless...that's his dragon. Still vikings fought for generations against dragons so these Ohm bug things can't be that big a deal right?"

"Hyaaa ha ha ha ha!" Zetta liked this girl's style. "Finally, someone with some spirit!

"As near as I can tell," he said more seriously, "they've got numbers on their side. That gives them power. It's obvious they fear me--" his voice just oozes smug arrogance "--since they went to the trouble of tampering with the Sacred Tome. But I'm still in this fight. I intend to see their asses kicked, and my Netherworld restored!"

"Yeah you're real impressive." Ruff couldn't help teasing, "You'll give them the worst papercut those bugs ever had."

"Like I haven't heard all the book jokes a thousand times already!" Zetta at least seemed amused. A little time as a book and those wise cracks had seriously lost their bite. Besides, as he keeps reminding everyone, "I'm still the most badass freakin' Overlord in the cosmos!"

"I'm not even sure what a cosmos is." Ruffnut admitted without shame at her ignorance, "But whatever at least you were strong enough to survive the big bugs tearing apart your world so that's worth something."

"Hmm. Well, the cosmos is everything," Zetta said. "And thanks for the sentiment--" it sounded a little sarcastic when he said it, but he actually meant it a little. He had the impression, given what he'd seen, that the girl didn't have a ton of tolerance for weakness. "But actually, the Ohm didn't do anything to my world. They tampered with the Sacred Tome. That's the book." Said book actually flipped open, to reveal the blank pages within, before it snapped shut so the face could look back at Ruffnut. "It's the center of my Netherworld. The Ohm tampered with it--" and you set it on fire, Zetta, you never mention that part "-- which resulted in the destruction of my Netherworld and everything in it. Cheap trickery -- because they knew they couldn't handle me one-on-one, straight up! Hyaa ha ha ha ha ha!"

Ruffnut took in the story as well as she could and nodded clenching her fist "Buncha cheating losers." She agreed, though it would be a lie to say vikings were above fighting dirty.

"So what can you do in that form?" She asked curiously trying to imagine what unholy power he must have held before the transformation.

No one had really asked him that so straight-out before. And so far Zetta had just been damn fine with that. Not that he wasn't still badass! He totally was!

"Well, for one, I can still summon my army of loyal battle-monkeys. They're not quite as good as real people, but they have their uses." Like transport. Books kind of had a hard time moving on their own.

"Also, the Sacred Tome is still the foundation of my Netherworld. Even if it doesn't exist any more. So anyone who writes a wish in the book, and has enough mana power to fuel it, will have their wish granted. That's not a small thing."

He didn't mention ZETTA BEAAAAAM.

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