Alright, dudes! This is a crossover between the Disney Fairies and Smurfs, for all you who didn't know. I worked hard to put it up today as a Christmas present to flowerpower71! Thanks for brainstorming with me and getting me pumped to write this!

As for the media for the Smurfs, just think of the movie personalities with the cartoon voices. I'll put more description of the media at the beginning of each chapter.

For the fairies, you have to be familiar with both the movies and the books. If not, Disney Fairy Wiki helps a lot! ;)

I own nothing. Smurfs belong to Peyo and the fairies belong to Disney.

Enjoy!

"I've done it, Azrael!"

The tabby on the table rolled his yellow eyes. When his human counterpart said something like that, he knew it couldn't be good. The only question was, what has he come up with this time?

The wizard across the room turned to reveal a murky, black ball in his gnarled hands. "This will finally allow me to capture those sniveling Smurfs and take their essence for my own!"

A crystal ball? Azrael sighed. That idea was so old school. He couldn't count how many times Gargamel had used THAT trick.

"This will be the scheme to end the Smurfs!" The wizard continued, laughing evilly. "This crystal ball will lead us right to them!"

Boring, Azrael meowed. You used that already.

Gargamel shot his cat a venom-filled glare. "Yes, but this one's different!"

How? Was the cat's retort. He smirked a bit when he saw Gargamel stammer and stumble over his next words. Even HE doesn't know!

"It just is!" He finally snapped. He then grabbed a burlap sack and a net, and stormed out of the hovel. "Come, Azrael!"

The tabby sighed again, but leaped off the table and slunk after the human. He came along just for kicks. And maybe this time he'd catch a Smurf long enough to eat it.

Deeper in the forest, a group of blue creatures amounting to 17 were searching for something. At the head was a red-clad Smurf with a white beard.

A different creature, called a Smurf, bounded up to the bearded one. "Is this it, Papa?" He held forth a handful of light green leaves with serrated edges.

Papa slapped a palm to his forehead. "No, Clumsy, those are NOT borage leaves! Those are CATNIP leaves!"

Clumsy inspected the plants in his hand. "Really?"

"Yes." Though Papa loved them all dearly, some of his little Smurfs could be exasperating.

"I'll just put 'em up here for safe smurfing" Clumsy giggled, stuffing the leaves underneath his hat. "What do ya need borage for anyway?" He continued.

Papa resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "A new potion I'm experismurfing with. It's for the Blue Moon festival." Papa was referring to the festival held every 8 years in honor of the blue moon. The festival itself was tomorrow. "Borage will help calm the effects." I hope. It was actually a risky experiment. Clumsy, thankfully, didn't press.

Another Smurf approached. He had a pencil stuck behind his ear. "Here are your leaves, Papa!" He announced cheerfully, holding out his fist.

Papa's irritation melted. "Well done, Handy! Now we can smurf back to the village!" He turned to address the other searching Smurfs. "Come along, everyone! We found the plant!"

Relieved sighs escaped from the group. They were tired of searching through the forest on their hands and knees and wanted to get back to their home and rest. It WAS late in the day, after all.

They followed Papa back down the path that led to the village, talking happily. Papa smiled to himself. He liked to see his little Smurfs contented.

But as Tracker worked his way up to his elder, Papa could sense something was amiss. "What's wrong, Tracker?"

The feathered Smurf glanced nervously from left to right. "I might be imagining it, Papa, but I think I can smell Gargamel."

Fear clutched Papa's insides, but he kept a straight face, not wanting his other Smurfs to get worried. "How close is he?"

"Right here!" Cackled a voice from behind them. All the Smurfs spun around with a gasp to see the ragged wizard and his equally ragged cat bolting towards them.

"Stick together, Smurfs!" Papa commanded. He then darted off into the undergrowth, his charges following close behind.

Papa didn't know where he was leading them, but as long as it was away from Gargamel, it was alright with him. The path they were on now looked familiar though…

Light from the Blue Moon shone through the trees, lighting the Smurfs' way. Of course! "This way, Smurfs!" He yelled, and broke off of the trail.

In the back of the group, Clumsy struggled to keep up with his family. He kept nearly tripping on roots and branches on the ground. The dim light didn't help much.

"Whoops!" One root finally did it. His foot caught and sent him sprawling on the forest floor. He felt his hat lifting off his head and falling a foot or so away.

"Clumsy!" Another Smurf with black-rimmed glasses skid to a stop. "Clumsy, come on!"

He picked himself off his face and groped for his hat. He could feel the vibrations of Gargamel's footsteps through the ground. "I need my hat and my cat leaves."

"Forget the leaves," urged his best friend. Clumsy was about to give up when his fingers brushed cloth. He quickly replaced his hat and sprinted after Brainy again.

Gargamel and Azrael ran after their prey. "It doesn't matter where you hide!" Chortled the wizard to no one in particular. "I can always find you!"

Azrael suddenly stopped short. He sniffed frantically along the ground and Gargamel stopped, thinking that the cat had picked up the scent of other Smurfs. "What is it, Azrael?"

Azrael simply pounced on a pile of leaves and started to play with them like an overgrown kitten. He rubbed his face in them, rolled around, and then ate them.

"What are you doing?!" screeched Gargamel. Azrael simply looked up, his eyes now huge, and gave a squeaky 'meow'.

"Are you drugged?!" he howled, snatching the cat up by the scruff of his neck. "Come on! We're losing them!"

The 17 Smurfs ran to a fork in the road. Papa, not hesitating for a second, turned down the left path.

Hefty halted at the fork. "Uh, you DO know that's the way to the Falls, right Papa?"

The elder turned, eyes alight with urgency. "Just trust me, Smurfs." And he continued running. The Smurfs looked around nervously, shrugged, then followed their Papa to the Forbidden Falls.

Once they reached the cavern, they noticed the portal to New York was already open. "Into the portal!" Ordered Papa. "We'll stay with Master Winslow until it's safe to come back!"

One by one, the Smurfs leaped into the abyss until none remained but Papa. With one last glance over his shoulder, he whispered a goodbye to his remaining Smurfs, then jumped in himself.