Vicky was a Viking, one as brave as brave could be. On land she was a legend, but she didn't like the sea. Boats made Vicky queasy and the waves made her feel yuck. She'd rather not go sailing but poor Vick was out of luck! The Viking chief cried loudly, "There are battles to be won, So, off we go, get rowing, and let's go and have some fun!" Vicky held her tummy as the boat began to sway. She wished the swirly feeling in her guts would go away. The world just kept on tipping as the waves began to rise, so Vick pulled down her helmet to cover up her eyes. She didn't see the monster snakin