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“Happy and giggly and bustly, the Hogfly ignored Hiccup’s strangled cries of: “Hoglfy! Come back here, Hogfly!â€�
“O´Ç³ó!â€� it squeaked in delighted confusion. â€Ô¨´Ç³Ü all look so lovely! How am I to choose which one of you to be my friend?â€�
It perched on the sinister swoop of the Razorwing’s nose.
“Where’s my biscuit? Are you married? Be my valentine…�
“I can’t bear to watch…� groaned Fishlegs.
It was like seeing an enthusiastic bunny rabbit trying to make friends with a heavily armed, bunny-eating cobra.”
― Cressida Cowell, How to Betray a Dragon's Hero

“Come on, Fishlegs,â€� whispered Camicazi, whistling happily. â€Ô¨´Ç³Ü know we have to do this. Besides, I feel like a bit of exercise. We’ve been cooped up in that hideout for way too long.â€�
Frankly, at this point, Camicazi had grown so fed up that if Hiccup had suggested hang gliding off the toe-talons of the dragon Furious she’d have been up for it.
“A bit of exercise?â€� blustered Fishlegs. “A bit of exercise? This is not some kind of Viking version of Girls Keep Fit!”
― Cressida Cowell, How to Betray a Dragon's Hero

“Are you the stuff that hero's are made of? Or are you a jellyfish in a skirt?”
― Cressida Cowell, How to Steal a Dragon's Sword