The day's like any other. We wake up to the sun's warm rays, get ready for the daily routine, and sing our little tune as Papa Smurf taught us. The only difference today is that I can't find my glasses. My vision without them is a lost cause.

I attempt to pry my eyes open only to feel a sharp sting, and have to close them again. That's what I get for reading in front of a single candle all night. I only did what he told me to do, "seek knowledge, and share it with everyone around you".

Yeah, maybe.

I have a ton of books filled with "Quotes From Brainy Smurf". By asking I could probably get a spot to construct a huge library to storage them all… I'm the only one that reads them front to cover anyway.

Groping around I feel a thick metal frame, I think these are my glasses. They feel light enough, and they fit just fine. Didn't poke my eyes once. That's a good thing. I can finally open up my window shutter.

I took in more air than my lungs could handle.

A sad effort trying to stop the reflex only made the coughing worse, and I grab my head for a bruise that pulsated all the while.

Have you ever tried to take in a deep breath right after getting up from bed? Sometimes the idea runs through that the next second you could be sprawled on the floor gasping for air. Same kind of concept if you walk without watching where you're going, not caring if one sticks their foot in the swamp or the knot of a tree. The result is breaking a leg or an arm for not thinking ahead of time.

Those people are stupid.

In that case-

Oh great, a visitor. "I wonder who it could possibly be,"

The door opens and I twist my face around in disgust,

"It's just you," I'm greeted by a lazy smile. Sometimes I wish he'd raise up that cap of his so that I wouldn't have to go OCD over his entire existence.

"Mornin' Brainy!" He lets out a hillbilly chuckle, jovial.

I certainly don't feel jovial, "Morning, Clumsy."

"Gosh, you're still in your pajamas!" Technically, it's a nightgown.

Sometimes I wish I never met this kid. I said it. He is one.

I grit my teeth slightly, "Well Clumsy, if you excuse me, let me change…!" I growl, "Now leave me alone thanks" I shut the door in front of him and remove the gown as quickly as possible, splash a bit of water on my face. The towel feels warm. I wish I could just leave it there over me sometimes. My God-

Time to say hello to my fellow companions. My fellow smurfs. First victim of the day. I walk right up to Smurfette, lovely as usual. I smile; she has her eyes doing circles before giving me her own. The blonde hair glistens as much as her eyes. She smells like those flowers that she waters on her windowsill. Lovely, lovely Smurfette.

I must have been speechless, she looked at me quizzically.

"Ahem, lovely weather we're having today, don't you think?"

Another soft smile, "Yes, it is quite a nice day."

She folds her arms together and tries to warm herself up. Is it really that cold? Wow, this is awkward, I can't talk anymore. Geez, she's not even paying attention to me anymore.

I already know why.

I strut away before Smurfette realizes I'm gone.