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My name is Jeff Reznov, I'm a juvenile delinquent and known as the problem child in the family. I wear a M81 woodland camouflage army cap, a light purple short-sleeve polar shirt, a M81 woodland camouflage vest, an M81 camouflage trousers, and a pair of combat boots. When I was in my middle childhood, I caused so much trouble that I was thrown into military school. Since my family had a tradition on being in the arm forces, so it was not a surprise. Boot camp hardened me from an early age, and now I'm in my mid-teens telling you my latest incident.
My eldest brother John Reznov, nicknamed Dimitri, had been researching the smurfs for quite some time. I didn't know about the smurfs at the time, all I know is that he usually heads over to Belgium once a month. So when christmas vacation came around, I decided to pay a visit to the tiny country to see what keeps Dimitri coming back.
My latest instinct is to visit Brussels, since that's the Capital of course. If there's anything that attracts my brother, it will be there.
When I arrived at Brussels, I asked myself where to start. Then it hit me, a library.
I found myself in a public library with books all written in three different languages: French, Dutch, and German. Since I know how to speak German, I might have some luck here. Besides, I love libraries.
I asked the librarian in German if there is anything vague and interesting, the look of the librarian shows lack of trust but she reluctantly agrees. Eventually, she showed me several interesting things and I looked through all of them. It was a sum of 181 books, it took me an entire day to go through all of them.
I eventually left when the sun was just about to set, of course I put all the books back where I originally got them. By the time the sun sets, I walked into a large park alone and sat down on a bench. The air was a cool 20 degrees Celsius so it wasn't to bad, the only thing creepy about the park is that there isn't a single soul in sight.
Deciding not to stay there, I got up and continued down the path. After walking about 2 kilometers, I soon realized that I'm lost. I knew I was still near Brussels so I decided to sleep on the ground throughout the night.
The next day, I woke up feeling miserable. I soon decided to get myself a hotel, and so I found my way back to Brussels and managed to find a hotel area. After checking into the hotel, I went to the cafeteria and got something to eat. As I was eating a waffle, I noticed something unusual out the window. It was a little sky blue creature about 7 centimeters tall, it was wearing what looked like a chef hat and a pair of white pants enclosing its feet. It also had a white napkin tied around his neck.
I quickly finished my meal and head outside to search for the small creature, the last that I saw it was in the bushes. So I went searching through the bushes and found nothing, just nothing.
"I must be seeing things," I said to myself, "I swore I saw something."
I just realized that I don't want to stay here, and for that I need a car. So I walked to a less traveled area and found what appears to be a small red sedan, it looks rather old so it is a go. I eventually took out my lock picking tools and start to work on the lock, old cars are so easy to lock pick these days. Just when I unlocked the door, I heard a little voice day, "You purple smurf, stealing is a wrong thing to do!"
I turned around in shock and saw the little blue creature from what I saw in the bushes, "Whoa," I muttered, "Lucky day."
The humanoid creature realized that I'm a threat and tried to run, but I managed to catch the thing with a swipe of my hand. "Help!" It cried, "Smurf!"
"Who are you?" I asked, "What are you?"
"I'm a smurf," it said, "My name is Greedy Smurf, I came from a smurf village you see. Who are you?"
"Jeff Reznov." I told him, "And I'm here to figure out why my brother comes here on occasion."
"Wait," said Greedy, "Is your brother named Dimitri?"
"Yes," I replied, "And I think I found what I'm looking for."
Eventually I pulled out a cloth bag and bagged the smurf and got into the sedan, I sat the bag on the passenger seat as I drove across the city and found myself a garage where I could disguise the car. There was no one at the garage, nor was it open. I eventually got the garage door open and drove the car inside where I had it spray-painted white to change its color, then I switched out the license plates with a random pair of license plates I found off of a worn out car in the back.
As I sat there waiting for the paint to dry, Greedy asked what I was going to do with him. "If its true that I could turn a smurf into gold," I said, "Then I'll eventually use you for that purpose."
"You need half a pound of smurfs for you to smurf such a attempt." said Greedy.
"Maybe your blue buddies might help," I said, "All I need is 280 grams of smurfs, I'll catch several more for when they come around to find you."
"Your just greedy for money." said Greedy.
"Not exactly," I told him, "I have a family that I need to support, a family in which my brother is trying to keep afloat."
"Then why are you doing this?" asked Greedy.
"I was born this way," I answered, "Somebody's gotta do it."
A few hours later, I checked to see if the paint is dry. When I noticed the pain is indeed dry, I changed out the tires before I cleaned the interior of the car for fingerprints of the owner. Stripping out whatever that belongs to him or her before tying it up in a trash bag, then I tossed it all into a dumpster out back.
When I'm all done, I hopped back into the car and I was out of there in no second flat. I drove back to the hotel where I parked the car in a usual spot and took Greedy with me, he has gotten quiet ever since I left the garage. I opened the back and looked inside, he was still there. He was only sleeping, or so I thought.
I head back to my hotel room, sat the bag on the table, and jumped into bed. Little do I know my real challenge will begin tomorrow.
TO BE CONTINUED...