I shouldn't have done it. I knew I shouldn't have...
But I couldn't help myself. =) This is from "Bewitched, Bothered, and Be-smurfed."
Disclaimer: I do not own the smurfs. Legally.
The footprints were getting bigger. He'd never met a smurf with feet that size. Not even the giant smurf. (His feet were too big. Way too big) He was just thinking to himself that a smurf this large would make a lot of food when he bumped into something. The feet were huge and purple-no matter. It was probably just the magnifying glass. As he looked up, slowly, he took in the purple dress, the white arms (what kind of smurf was white?), the wide mouth, a nose larger than his own (this magnifying glass was working too well), and finally the eyes. Big, round brown eyes, framed with thick red curls.
He stared, awestruck, mouth agape, eyes wide. Who knew such perfection could exist in such a disgusting world? But there it was, there she was, right in front of him. His heart started beating faster. His toes started tingling, and then his knees. His stomach was in knots, and then-
"GAH!" They both leaped behind the nearest tree. Were they afraid? Were they just not ready? It did not matter. They lost all chances, shattered their own hearts with their next words. "Don't ever do that again!"