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It was another day in the pet shop, the elderly owner was busy checking over his animals to make sure they're happy and healthy. The cats, dogs, parrots, hamsters, and fish were glad by his presence, everything seems in order today. The Shopkeeper was old, around his early seventies. Despite being in the death years, he was perfectly healthy and looked like a man in his mid-forties.
The shop was located in the kingdom where Johan and Peewit inhabit, it wasn't that far from the King's castle. The Pet store was big, it has enough room to hold more animals. Since its a family business, the owner has his two sons help him take care of the place. On occasion, someone will come in to buy a pet, but only on occasion. Right now, the Shopkeeper was having problems keeping the shop open, there hadn't been anyone buying animals lately.
The Shopkeeper was starting to struggle dealing with paying his taxes and mortgage, he's lucky the King is a patient man. If he couldn't pay off his bills within 30 days, he risk loosing everything, including the pet store owned by 7 generations of his family.
Awhile this was bogging down his mind, the Shopkeeper was going through advertizement ideas when he heard the bell at the front door ring. He turned and saw someone come in, holding a box in his hands. This was no ordinary customer, it must be a peddler. No, the Shopkeeper can tell that the man was no peddler, his clothes look strange. The man wears a camouflaged helmet, jacket, pants, and black boots. Since the Shopkeeper hadn't seen this kind of camouflage design before, he was amazed at his presence.
The man looks like he's in his mid-teens, despite being 2 meters tall. His skin was white, his body very lean. Tufts of brown hair was trying to break through the rim his helmet, his hair must be amazing if revealed. He also has the most stunning beautiful green eyes anyone could ever had, they glow as the Shopkeeper gazes at them. "May I help you sir?" he asked.
"I'm here on official business," said the man as he held out his hand, "My name is John Reznov, but call me Dimitri."
"Dimitri," said the Shopkeeper, "What are you here for?"
"I have a new breed in this box," said Dimitri, "Once I leave this place, you open it and find out for yourself. You will be amazed at what you'll find, it might even give your failing business here a dramatic boost. Maybe you'll die a rich man."
"What's in the box?" asked the Shopkeeper."
"A species I've created," said Dimitri, "Now sir, do you know about the smurfs?"
"The smurfs?" asked the Shopkeeper, "Those mythical blue people?"
"Yup." said Dimitri.
"They don't exist."
"That's what I thought when I found their village, I managed to make a new species of smurfs as a result, I even made a breed for pet use. Here you go, free of charge."
"Um, thank you."
"No problem, I'll send you more once this shipment runs out. If you want, you can breed them yourself."
Dimitri sat the box on the counter and left the store, leaving the Shopkeeper more confused than ever. For a moment, he thought Dimitri was crazy, but he sounded rational and mature. He must be honest.
The box Dimitri left behind was large, maybe 50 cubic centimeters. It had a green hammer & sickle on all sides of the box, perfectly printed on by a machine. All of a sudden, something moved in the box. The Shopkeeper took caution as he carefully pride open the lid, then he looked inside. "Oh my god." he contemplated.
What he saw was astonishing, there were 20 smurfs in the box. But instead of blue, they were grass green. Instead of being bald, they had a head of thick messy brown hair. Not to mention they were all naked. With their genitals in clear view, the Shopkeeper counted up all the green smurfs by gender. 10 males and 10 females, all appear to be young adults.
Almost immediately, the green smurfs looked up and saw the Shopkeeper. They looked at him and smiled as they get up onto their little feet and stuck their hands up towards him, "Ah ah ah!" they keep saying as they jump up and down. The Shopkeeper reached in and picked up a male and a female, he held them in his hands and examined them carefully.
The male had a lean torso awhile the female had a pair shaped body, they didn't mind the Shopkeeper examining their bodies. "Humanoid," said the Shopkeeper, "A humanoid pet the size of my thumb might make millions of gold bars."
Suddenly one of the sons came into the shop, "Dad," he asked when he saw what he's holding, "What are you holding?"
"Green smurfs," said the Shopkeeper, "Someone delivered them not to long ago, he said he created them."
The son approached his father as he handed him a green smurf, suddenly the green smurf began speaking unintelligible out-of-place speech, just garbled gibberish. "I don't understand what you're saying." said the son to the green smurf as he held him in his hand.
The green smurf sat on the palm of his hand, simply looking at him in curiosity, "Eeappa watey," gibbered the green smurf, "Yapaga cra."
"Is this some sort of language they speak?" asked the son.
The green smurf shook his head before shrugging his shoulders, "I think they can understand us," said the Shopkeeper, "They just can't talk is all."
The green smurfette being held by the Shopkeeper nodded yes in response, "Chad," said the Shopkeeper, "Get Nick, we're going to do a bit of a carpentry project to house these green smurfs in."
"Okay dad." said Chad.
Chad and the Shopkeeper puts the green smurfs back into the box, Chad heads out to fetch his brother Nick as the Shopkeeper picks out a spot to place the green smurfs in. He wouldn't place them near the window since that would make the green smurfs uncomfortable, it wasn't long before Chad and Nick arrive and began construction of a small green smurf enclosure. It was 2.5 meters long, 1 meter wide, and the walls were just 20 cm high. The brothers worked for hours building the enclosure out of wood, once done they attached table legs to the bottom and sat it upright.
After putting in some paper, the Shopkeeper places the green smurfs into the enclosure one by one. The green smurfs looked around to examine their new home, they seemed very happy. "I best keep the box," said the Shopkeeper as he sat it underneath the enclosure, "Just in case."
"If we're going to sell these," said Nick, "We best breed them."
"Maybe we should clothe them," said Chad, "That would sure help."
"All we have to do is wait for Dimitri to return," said the Shopkeeper, "He's the one who brought the green smurfs here, he's going to come back to check up on us soon. For now, we figure out how to take care of them."
TO BE CONTINUED...