Papa yawned as he got up, and went to check on the Smurflings.

"Good morning my little Smurflings, how did you all sleep?" he asked as he walked into the nursery.

Most of the little Smurfs were waking up. Gutsy was struggling to climb out of the crib, but wasn't having much luck. Papa chuckled as he walked over and lifted him out.

"Don't worry Gutsy, you'll have plenty of time to smurf around after breakfast."

As he let out the others, he heard something outside, and walked over to see what it was. He opened the door, and was stunned to see a basket on the ground in front of his door.

"Great Smurfs! This one must've come last night! How did I not hear him?"

Papa quickly brought the basket inside, and as he set it on the floor, the other Smurflings crawled over to see what was happening.

"Well my little Smurflings, say hello to your new little playmate." Papa announced as he pulled the cover off. Gutsy and Grouchy were the ones to crawl closer, and peered inside the basket.

The baby Smurf in the basket blearily woke up, and looked around, his expression strangely serious.

"Hello, little one." Papa cooed.

The baby looked in his direction, but seemed to stare right through him. Gutsy patted his arm, which seemed to startle him, as he jumped slightly.

"Hmm, he's seems a little strange, but no matter, welcome to the family my little Smurfling." Papa said, picking up the new Smurfling.

The baby giggled a little, but continued looking around with a serious look.

"Alright, time for breakfast every Smurf."

Papa carried the new baby into the kitchen, while the other Smurflings crawled after him.

He fixed several bowls of porridge, and most of the Smurflings could feed themselves now, so Papa busied himself feeding the new baby. However, the Smurfling just sat there, staring ahead, showing no indication he noticed the bowl in front of him.

"Aren't you hungry?" Papa asked, holding the spoon in front of him.

The Smurfling looked around, before hesitantly reaching a hand out. He finally found the spoon, and leaned forward to put it in his mouth. He smiled a little, and Papa smiled as he continued feeding the little Smurf.

Afterwards, all the Smurflings were in the play room. Hefty was 'exercising' with his plastic dumbbells, Handy was buildings houses from blocks with Greedy, Harmony was drawings pictures with Grouchy, and Gutsy was playing with a stuffed horse. Papa was busy cleaning up the mess left by a small food fight between Handy, Hefty, and Gutsy in the kitchen.

Gutsy glanced up, and spotted the new Smurfling in the corner by himself. His eyes were constantly shifting, as if looking for something, but whatever it was he wasn't finding it. Gutsy looked at him thoughtfully, before crawling over to him.

"Gagoo?" he said, putting the horse in the other's hands.

The Smurfling paused, studying the toy carefully. He glanced up at Gutsy with a puzzled expression. Gutsy was just as confused. It was a horse, didn't he see it?

Papa came into the room and spotted the two.

"Nice to see you getting along, Smurflings." He remarked.

Gutsy pointed at the baby, making a few confused noises.

"I can see Gutsy, you're sharing your favorite toy with him. That's very smurfy of you."

Gutsy rolled his eyes, and continued trying to get the baby to play with him. After a few failed attempts, he crawled away to join Grouchy and Harmony in drawing. The Smurfling in the corner felt around, and upon realizing Gutsy was gone, and he couldn't find any other the others, burst out crying.

Papa quickly came over and picked him up.

"What's wrong? We're still here." Papa assured the baby as he rocked him.

The baby calmed down, and Papa set him over near the others. Despite being around the others, he still didn't interact with any of them. Papa sighed worriedly.

"I sure hope nothing's wrong with my little Smurfling." He said.

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The next day, Papa decided to take his Smurflings into the forest. Most of them were crawling on their own, but the new one kept falling behind. Papa decided to carry him until they reached a safe part of the forest, and set him down as the others spread out and smurfed around.

Hefty and Handy were playing in the dirt, Grouchy was sitting on a rock, his usual frown on his face, Greedy was exploring the bushes with Harmony, and Gutsy was gazing up at the tall trees, probably thinking of how to get up there.

Papa heard a thump, and looked over to see the new Smurfling sitting next to a tree. He suddenly burst out crying for no apparent reason. He quickly came over and tried to calm him.

"Gutsy, what happened?" Papa asked.

Gutsy knocked on the tree trunk, and pointed at the baby.

"He ran into the tree? Was he watching where he was going?"

Gutsy nodded.

"Hmmm…I think I may know the problem! I'll be back soon, smurf an eye on him Gutsy!" Papa quickly raced off towards the village.

Gutsy crawled over to the sniffling Smurfling and gave him a pat on the head. He seemed to calm down a little, and reached an arm out to try and find Gutsy. Gutsy caught his wrist, and put a berry from a nearby bush in his hand and pushing it towards him.

The Smurfling hesitantly put the berry in his mouth, and laughed as he chewed and swallowed. A few minutes later, Papa returned with something in hand and put it on the Smurfling.

"There, that should do it." Papa stated.

The baby now sported a pair of thick glasses. He blinked a few times, before looking at Papa and Gutsy, this time able to focus on them, and smiled.

"No wonder he was always sitting still and not playing with the others, he couldn't see and he didn't want to run into anything."

Now that he could see, the bespectacled Smurfling was crawling around the clearing, exploring anything and everything. Gutsy wasn't far behind him.

Papa laughed, happy that the little Smurfling was finally having fun. He and the Smurflings headed back when the sun started to set, and after cleaning them up, let them roam around a little before bed. He went to his lab to finish up a potion he'd started, but noticed the new Smurfling was following him.

As he put the beaker over the flame, the Smurfling was watching him closely, and laughed and clapped when it was finished. While Papa was cleaning up, the Smurfling was flipping through his spell book, which greatly intrigued Papa.

The next morning, Papa was letting the Smurflings roam around the village. Hefty was playing with his plastic dumbbells, Handy was playing with a toy construction set, Greedy was gobbling down some smurfberries, Grouchy was leaning against the side of a mushroom house, Harmony was practicing his trumpet, and Gutsy was playing with his horse again.

The new Smurfling wasn't playing with the others; instead, he was sitting with another spell book in front of him, flipping through the pages and studying the pictures. Papa came out to check on them, and saw him with the book.

"Reading another spell book my little Smurfling?" Papa asked with a chuckle.

The baby giggled as Papa picked him up.

"You seem like an especially dedicated Smurf. You like it when I mix potions, and you do enjoy looking at my spell books. That and your glasses make me think I have just the name for you."

At that moment, Gutsy crawled over to them, and Papa chuckled as he picked him up.

"Gutsy, say hello to Brainy Smurfling." Papa said.

The two Smurflings giggled, and Gutsy held up the stuffed horse again, and Brainy was able to take it this time, and they both laughed.

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"Me, the most difficult Smurfling? Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?" Brainy asked in annoyance.

"No." The others muttered.

"Hmph, if you ask me, Gutsy was the more difficult one, he was the one smurfing up trees and houses."

"You were the one smurfin into trees!" Gutsy retorted.

The duo broke out into an argument, before Papa was able to settle them down.

"Now, now my little Smurfs, let's not start a fight," Papa said.

The two crossed their arms and glowered at each other.

"You two got along so well when you were younger." Papa sighed as he turned the page to another photo. This one had an older Brainy and Gutsy.

The latter had one of Brainy's books in hand and was holding it at arm's length away from him while his other hand was planted on Brainy's head and keeping him at bay as the bespectacled Smurfling tried to reach it.

"Yeah, it looks like we're getting along real smurfy." Brainy grumbled.

Papa chuckled. "I know it's not a convincing photo. You two were always arguing due to your conflicting personalities."

"Conflicting?" Brainy asked.

"Of course. You like to analyze a situation, think of all possible outcomes. You on the other hand, Gutsy, like to dive in head first into a problem and take it head on."

"Well of course, where's the fun if you think everything over all the time?" Gutsy remarked.

"It beats smurfing the bucket because of a miscalculation." Brainy added.

Everyone rolled their eyes with a sigh.

"Why don't I tell you about the time you both had to work together and smurf aside your differences?" Papa suggested, trying to prevent another argument.

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