The Smurflings Go Camping
The Smurflings woke up bright and early to prepare for the big trip they had ahead of them. They were packing suitcases full with only the essentials- this was a camping trip, after all.
Papa Smurf walked into the Smurflings' tree house. "Have you packed everything you'll need, my little smurflings?" He asked.
"Yes, Papa Smurf," Snappy answered for all 4 of them.
"Smurf-a-roo, isn't this going to be fun, Snappy?" Nat said, closing his bag. "A night under the stars, on the nice hard ground, with nothing but the forest animals around us..." Nat was trying to paint a nice picture to get Snappy pumped up, but it didn't seem to work. Snappy had stopped packing his bag and his eyes were a little wider.
"Now that you mention it," he began, "that sounds like a nightmare," He turned to Papa Smurf and started pleading, "Oh do I have to go, Papa Smurf?"
"But Snappy, I thought you were looking forward to this."
"Are you smurfing me?" Snappy grabbed his white hat. "A whole night out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by bugs, and weird noises?"
"Worrying warthogs, you aren't scared, are ya Snappy?" Sassette asked.
"Me? Scared? I'm not scared, I just think you smurfs will be scared!" Snappy lied. Suddenly there was a loud crash outside, which caused Snappy to yelp and jump into Papa Smurf's arms.
"Relax, Snappy, it's just Brainy," said Slouchy, who was standing at the window. He had watched as Brainy flew overhead and landed right outside their treehouse. "Some smurfs never learn..." Slouchy mumbled to himself.
"Brainy? Ugh, that's even worse than what I thought it was," Snappy complained as he steped away from Papa Smurf.
Just then, a very tired-looking Brainy stumbled into the doorway. He moaned as he held his head, presumably from pain. When he realized who the five smurfs were, he brightened up.
"Ah! Just the five I've been looking for!"
"Great..." Snappy grumbled, his arms crossed.
"I know you smurfs are only supposed to pack the essentials, which is why I thought I'd bring you my book, Brainy's Guide to Survival," Brainy reached for the book, only to find out it wasn't with him. "Oh, I seem to have left it somewhere."
"Oh, that's a shame, Brainy," Snappy lied.
"Oh drats," Nat played along, snapping his fingers. "I guess we'll have to read it some other time."
"Oh no need to fear, Smurflings, for I will simply just go get it before you four leave for your trip!" And with that, Brainy headed back to his house.
Papa Smurf chuckled. "If I were you smurflings, I would go before he smurfs back."
"Oh alright, Papa Smurf, I'll go," Snappy gave in. "I guess anything is better than listening to one of Brainy's books."
"I take it back, this is much worse than a stupid book!"
The four smurflings were huddled together, trying to keep warm from the cold air.
"It should calm down soon, Snappy," Nat reassured. That's when he spoted something coming towards them. A smile appeared when he saw a mother wolf and four little pups. "Why here comes Mrs. Wolf to help us."
"Are you sure she wants to help us?" Snappy questioned.
The wolf then curled herself around the smurflings and the pups cuddled up next to them.
"I'm positive," Nat replied. The wolf just wanted to provide warmth for the young smurfs.
"This is boring!"
"Well what are we supposed to do out here?" Sassette demanded.
"We could go for a hike," Nat suggested, grinning with excitement and hopefulness that they would agree. Unfortunately for him, the other three just groan in disapproval.
"I say we just rest," Slouchy leaned back against a large gray rock.
"No," the three disagreed.
"But it's getting dark, what else can we do?" Slouchy pointed out.
"I know! We can tell ghost stories!" Snappy suggested. Coincidentally, the moon shone just right on his blue face to make it somewhat more dramatic.
"Aw, I don't like ghost stories," Sassette complained, her face twisting with disgust.
"Me neither," Nat and Slouchy agreed in unison.
"What? You smurflings aren't afraid of a little ghost story, are you?"
"Who said I was afraid?" Sassette demanded. "I just don't like them."
"Scaredy-smurfs..."
"Fine, if we let you tell one, will you smurf it be?" The pink-clad smurfling glared with her hands on her hips.
"Sure."
So the four smurflings sat in a circle around the fire they had managed to make- thanks to Handy's fire-smurfer and some wood they had gathered.
Snappy began to tell his story, making it up as he went. As the sorry went on, the other three began to come to the realization that all the characters were based on either themselves or some of the adult smurfs.
"And so Pink Widow got into the Swerf village! She found three little defenseless children sitting around as the adults ran around in panic! 'Run for your Swerfs! It's a monster! You know what Father Swerf always says! Hide!' says the most annoying Swerf of all..." Snappy searched for a make-shift name. "Nerdy Swerf!"
The three smurflings giggled at that, knowing just what smurf that character was based on.
"But then, Sass- I mean Pink Widow attacks the Swerflings and-"
"Insulting Iguanas! That's not fair that you based the villain off of me, Snappy!" Sassette accused, standing up. She glared at the snippy smurf with her hands on her hips.
"Who said I was basing the character off of you?" Snappy demanded, also standing up and glared back.
"It's obvious, especially because you almost said my name!"
"Well maybe Pink Widow just reminds you of yourself," Snappy smirked and crossed his arms.
"That smurfs it! I'm done listening to your story, it was a dumb story anyway," Sassette criticized as she ploped down on her pink sleeping bag.
"Fine! I didn't want to tell you smurfs anyway!" Snappy also ploped down on his sleeping bag.
The two bickering smurflings climbed inside and turned on their sides, leaving Slouchy and Nat sitting next to the fire.
"Well, I guess we should smurf to bed too," Slouchy decided as he stood up, Nat following suit.
"But first we should smurf out the fire. I don't want a forest fire to happen in the middle of the night," Nat said.
"That's true, let's smurf it out."
So the two put out the fire and make sure it's completely out before returning to their sleeping bags. They had learned to always check to make sure the fire's completely out back when Snappy had forgotten to do so and almost the entire forest had been burned down.
The next morning back at the village, Smurfette was pacing. She couldn't stop worrying about what could happen to the smurflings.
"Oh what if Gargamel or Azrael get them? Or a big wolf?"
"I'm sure they'll be fine, Smurfette," Handy reassured as he passed her with the blueprints for his next invention.
"Oh, I just can't stop worrying about them."
"Pappy Smurf!"
Sassette's happy call snaped Smurfette out of it. The smurflings ran into the village and Sassette leapt into Papa Smurf's arms.
"Oh, smurflings! You're ok!" Smurfette said, overwhelmingly relieved.
"Of course we are, why wouldn't we be?" Snappy demanded.
"Oh, Pappy Smurf, camping is so smurfy!" Sassette informed.
"Smurf-a-roo! It was fun!" Nat agreed.
"Speak for yourselves," Slouchy muttered as he rubbed his back, which was sore from sleeping on the ground with only a sleeping bag. He had so much trouble getting to sleep last night, he didn't know how the other three had done it.
"I'm glad you four had fun," Papa Smurf grinned.
"Oh yes! But it's good to be back home, Pappy Smurf."
"I'm sure it is," Papa Smurf set Sassette on the ground before adding, "But it's PAPA Smurf."
Sassette dashed over to the elder female and leapt into her arms. "You should go on our next camping trip with us, Smurfette!"
"Oh I'd love to, but I'm afraid that camping just isn't my thing."
"Aw, alright."
"Well I for one hope to never see another sleeping bag again," Snappy interjected.
So I've acquired a strong adoration for the smurflings, and felt the need to write for them. So when I started getting a whole bunch of ideas, I decided, why not make a bundle of smurfling one-shots? I've already written four other chapters, so be expecting some updates if you love the smurflings almost as much as I do :D
Reviews are smurfy, thanks for reading!