I was sitting on my beanbag on a typical Saturday afternoon. I was meant to be writing my book but instead I was playing a few chords on my guitar. I had writer's block and I couldn't think straight, my head was getting sore. So hey! I decided to play my guitar andwas hopingsomething would inspire me.

Within an hour of strumming strings. Clumsy came rushing in.

"Brainy! Brainy!"

"Clumsy! Couldn't you have knocked? What would've happened if I had a girl in!" I exclaimed.

I stood up and placed my guitar on the beanbag and walked over to Clumsy. He probably wanted some money.

"Gee, sorry Brainy! Everyone is worried about you since you have been in your house for so long. How is your book coming on?"

"Terrible! I have writer's block. I don't know if I should put a sex scene in it or keep it clean. I always do keep it clean and," I went on.

For once, Clumsy wasn't listening to me! He kept staring at my green guitar on my beanbag. Like he hadn't seen it for... 9 years or something!

"Hey Brainy! You have your guitar out!"

"Yeah... Playing some old chords. I learned Linkin Smurf's Crawling just now. I still have it after all these years."

Clumsy just stared at it.

"Remember when we were in a rock band?"

"You mean Rock duo? Yeah, I remember. You were on drums and I was on guitar and vocals. We had this really amazing song for the Annual Battle of the bands when Jokey stole our song. We refused to play since," I began.

"Actually Brainy... You refused to play. I couldn't play if you weren't playing. That was our deal..." Clumsy began "That and I lost my drumsticks on the night of the show."

I walked over to my desk, ignoring Clumsy.

"I think I will make the couple make passionate dirtylove."

"Brainy... the battle of the bands are back on. Can we enter? We could write a new song? A better one than 'My wish'."

I sat with my back turned to him and thought about it. The idea returning to the Music scene sounded like Milli Vanilli recording an album with their own voices. Would it succeed or would it fail. Milli Vanilli failed. It was a wild idea and I need to be on the wild side not as much as Wild smurf but hey! It's worth trying.

"Clumsy..."

"Yes Brainy!"

"Get your drumkit out. We are entering this year's battle of the bands. This year we will beat Jokey's band. Jokey and the Pranksters. Hey! Better off calling them Jokey and the fools!" I laughed mantically.

"What about Jokey and the Jackasses?" Clumsy asked.

"Clumsy! Read my house rules!" I pointed to one of my walls.

Clumsy looks at the wall "Brainy! That's a poster of Pameila Anderson. Wow! She has bigger knockers than Smurfette."

"Next to the poster!"

"Oh! Do not touch my A Night in Paris DVD."

"THE OTHER RULE, CLUMSY!"

Clumsy reads the bottom rule "Do not swear. Oh... sorry!"

"That's ok. Now, let's get ready for Battle of the Bands. It's in five days. Ssh! Too soon, man!"

To be continued

Author's Notes: Hey! If you read Smurf fanfics occasionally then you don't know me. I am Washu and I love the Smurfs. I wrote this for fun (hence how I modernised it) and my friends read it and loved it so they forced it here. I hope you enjoy this chapter. It's short b'coz I dunno wherever you would like it or not...