As it stood, Ruffnut was becoming somewhat of a punch line in the Capitol. Her deaths had been violent and her boasting usually proved itself to be unfounded.

Worst of all when she was pouting she could be downright rude at a party.

"Hey! Did you get eaten by a crocagator? No? Then shut up and give me more of those meat balls." She demanded in a sharp contrast to Hiccups light and conversational manner.

She was clad in a fringe filled faux leather outfit, feathers coming off her arms and most humiliating, a glues tending golden, jewel encrusted helmet with no horns.

She had almost thrown herself out a window to avoid wearing it.

"What are you smiling about?" She snorted at Hiccup as she shoveled meatballs into her mouth getting the grease on her dress.