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Kazooie managed to make it through the night with some sleep, the temperature had dipped below freezing as Kazooie tried her best to keep warm. How much she had missed that backpack, the warmth it had provided on those cold nights. She felt totally exposed, cold, and frustrated. How dare the green smurfs treated her this way, she deserved more. That thought rang out in her mind throughout the rest of the night. At least the wind wasn't blowing, she would might be dead if that happened.
When she sensed the sun bathing her body with light, Kazooie woke up to find herself covered in warm thick blankets. The green smurfs were generous after all, her grudges against them decreased but she was still angry about them locking her up. They don't want her to leave, they made that clear alright. Are those little buggers alone in this forest, do they have that many friends? Maybe they're trying to make her a friend, they just really don't know how. Kazooie can thank them for the blankets, they provided a great alternative.
Just when she was about to get up, she felt something rumble underneath her bosom. Kazooie literally jumped when 5 green smurflings ran out from underneath her and out to dear safety, they laughed and giggle as Kazooie mouths them off. "Get out of here you little termites!" he cursed.
Kazooie saw one of them was moving a little slow, she took the time to chase after the green smurfling and nip the little fellow on the tail with her beak. She didn't do any harm, but it was just to scare him off. The smurfling yelped as he ran towards his friends, they closed the gate, locked it, and were out of there in less than 10 seconds. Kazooie pants as she stood there, relieving all of the steam and frustration from her system.
Were they the ones who brought me blankets? Kazooie thought.
She quickly calmed down before returning to her usual spot, as Kazooie was putting the blankets back on her she noticed red feather clippings on the ground where she'd slept last night. Odd, they don't appear to be natural. Kazooie went on wrapping herself with the blankets, using her beak to position them over her torso. By the time she was putting on the last blankets, she saw where the feather clippings came from. Kazooie held up one of her wings and saw that it was ruined, horribly ruined.
Her flight feathers were trimmed short, a few essential feathers had been plucked out. The green smurflings must had trimmed her wings during the night, she didn't realized she was that tired after such a day. Getting out of the Green Smurf Colony by air was now out of the option, Kazooie knew what the clippings meant, they were trying to get her to become more dependent of her.
Nonetheless, she had plenty of fight left in here. Hope of Banjo rescuing her from this place was in mind, and will remain so for awhile. For the moment, Kazooie will have to get used to this pathetic visit. Though complying with the green smurfs would be quite a challenge, these strangers had already shown some of their colors in some way. Kazooie set down her wings and settled in back in her spot awhile making sure some of the blankets where covering her just right.
The environment for example reminded her of developing countries, instead of living in mushroom houses they lived in single room "spiderholes," simple well dug holes paved with concrete and capped with insulation. She watched them coming in and out of many of them in the area, Kazooie thought what would it be like of living in a hole in a ground. Probably very boring, and speaking of boredom she was really, really bored.
She watched the green smurfs lumber along the roads, Kazooie could tell they were fat and lazy, reminding her of Banjo quite a lot. One walked by with sleepy eyes, the green smurf walked like a zombie. Kazooie saw the way their legs were shaped, they were straight. She suspected they would be springy, but they weren't. The green smurfs claimed they were decedents of the "blue buddies," Kazooie can clearly see that they were also decedents from something else, but what was it?
Since three roads surrounded her enclosure in a triangular position, the green smurfs literally surrounded her. At least she wasn't that packed in such a small space, the enclosure was big enough for Kazooie to walk around. Why walk around in this enclosure? There wasn't anything to walk to, its just an area of open dirt. Dirt, it reminded Kazooie of Mumbo calling her the"filthy feathered one." How mad she was from hearing that, she hate it even more when being stuck in the Green Smurf Colony made it looked like he was right after all.
After sitting there for awhile, a couple of green smurfs came by carrying a large green basket. The basket was huge, about the size of a dinner plate. Inside, it was full of berries. She realized how hungry she was when her eyes were locked onto the berries. The green smurfs opened up the gate and wisely left the basket near it, then they quickly closed the gate and fast-walked out of there.
Berries, they had given me berries.
Kazooie got up and walked over to the berries, she looked around to see if anyone was watching before dragging the basket of berries back over to her little spot in the pen. She quietly dug into the basket, eating up the berries one by one. They were good, really good. It wasn't long before Kazooie finished all the berries, when the basket was empty she placed some of the blankets into it before climbing in. With the tether on her foot bothering her a little, she tucked herself into the basket and sat inside comfortably.
"I knew you were going to use it as a nest." said a voice.
Kazooie turned her head 180 degrees and saw a green smurfling girl watching her past the wooden bars of her enclosure, she had blond hair and was wearing a camouflaged dress, hat, and socks. Kazooie turned herself around so she won't have to strain her neck from all the twisting, and looked at the girl with a keen eye, "What do you want you little midget?" she bluntly say.
"I'm just here to see you," said the green smurfling, "My name is Katusha, me and my friends helped bring you blankets."
"Name's Kazooie," said Kazooie, "Which one of you little brats clipped my wings?"
"I think that was Patrick, the grown ups told him to."
"Tell him I'm going to wring whoever gave him that task."
"You're a very grumpy bird, aren't you? Are you still mad from being captured or are you mad from having a slumber party?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"Clearly obvious."
"Go away little girl, I have no business."
Just when Kazooie was turning away, Katusha brought up a question she didn't wanna hear, "So who was he, the honey bear you call Banjo?"
A chill went through her spine as Kazooie returned her gaze at Katusha, "My lazy BFF of mine."
"You missed him," said Katusha, "Don't you."
"Yeah, I miss him a lot."
"I see what you're doing, your being grumpy and angry at all the green smurfs in order to prevent them from becoming close to you. You blame them for separating you from Banjo, they only brought you here because they like you. Don't you see, that you're fighting yourself?"
Kazooie thought about it for a little bit, Katusha was right. It only seemed like she was fighting herself, but really, who stuck here here anyway? The green smurfs, that's who. Some empathy began to form in Kazooie's head, she fought it back with a request, "Go away you little goblin! I don't want you near me, I don't want your help!"
"You poor bird." said Katusha.
The green smurfling turned around and walked away, Kazooie felt a tear began to form in her eyes. She turned herself back around and buried her head into the mesh of the blankets, fighting back the tears that were demanding to be released. God damn that little piece of sh#t! She thought.
Katusha only wanted to help, she cared about Kazooie and had already proven her generosity. She simply turned her away, not wanting to hear her speak to her anymore. Banjo, thought Kazooie, Wherever you are, please help me.
Wow, had it been even longer Kazooie would try to take a snap on Katusha. Maybe even further insulting her, Kazooie was surprised that she kept her cool all the way to the end, whoever raised her had done his or her job a little to well. Not wanting to stay for a second night in the Green Smurf Colony, Kazooie began to plan her escape. There's gotta be something she could take advantage of, but first she had to break through her bonds.
She looked down at her ankle where the rope had tethered her in, and was surprised to find that the bonds were made by simple duct tape. Duct tape, that doesn't seem very smart when considering a long-term hold of imprisonment. Kazooie can easily gnaw off the tape and she'll be free, a simple fence isn't going to stop her from freedom. A little bit of climbing will take care of that. What she was more concerned about was where to go once out of the Colony. Since she came here for the Smurf Village, why not go there? Banjo would meet up there, will he? She wasn't so sure.
Kazooie wondered why on earth would she go on such a trip, to go visit creatures who has a very opposite personality to hers? She wanted an adventure, getting there was more funner than being there. This was anything but, as Kazooie was in the wrong smurf civilization and had been locked up by their own fears. They don't want her to leave due to lack of company, but what was the real reason?
There wasn't much to look at anyway, just crap, nothing to tell her what the green smurfs plan to do with her. Keep her as a pet? Maybe to use her to lay eggs for them to eat? It had only been a day, and already she was beginning to receive visitors. Right from the corner of her eye, Kazooie saw a few smurfs approaching. An obese smurf followed by a skinnier one, the two seem dimwitted, she could tell by the look in their eyes. They bore some scars on various parts of their bodies, they were so small that they weren't easily noticed.
"There she is, Judd," said the lean smurf, "The breegull whose temper can destroy a thousand soldiers."
"Amazing," said Judd, "Tell me Chad, how did you get her?"
"Yes tell him Chad," said Kazooie sarcastically, "Tell him how you managed to drag me here?"
"You were out cold," said Chad, "Hit your head a little too hard when impacting the ground, your friend was luckier though but had a bit of a problem dealing with a few active bees and a sore jaw from that trap. We set it up ourselves, hoping to catch something so we could eat for dinner. Eventually, we caught you."
"You were planning to eat me?"
"No, since you can talk we decide to spare you. Besides, a breegull like you is a rare thing since they are on the 'threatened' level of the conversation status."
"The only thing I see threatened is you guys."
"Why is that?"
"Cause you bastards got me stuck in this position, if you don't wanna eat me nor have any use for me then why keep me here!"
"Green smurfs have a fond of birds," said Judd, "Both as food and pets, once we see a new bird arriving in the area we usually capture it in order to tame it."
"Tame? Yeah right, tubby."
"I have to admit, I never seen anyone more selfish than you, my grandfather wouldn't come that close to your attitude."
"Sure, Grandpa Gargamel has more of an awful taste than anyone could ever imagine."
"Wait," asked Kazooie, "Are you cousins?"
"Brothers," said Chad, "Every adult green smurf and green smurfette you see are biological brothers and sisters to each other, we're the first generation of our kind. As Chernov would say, 'The most complex species that had damned the world to incompetence.'"
"I thought he said we're just idiots." said Judd.
"That's his way of saying we are idiots."
"Are you sure?"
"You wanna ask him?"
"So if all of you ants are related to each other," asked Kazooie, "What about the smurflings I keep seeing?"
"Chernov, our leader, called them inbreds," said Chad, "It's not that we have a choice, we gotta reproduce somehow. If it isn't us making out with our-"
"You sick little trolls, born straight out of a test tube."
"Literally." said Judd.
Kazooie soon got up and ran straight towards them, steaming with rage. The basket was knocked aside awhile the blankets went up into the air like confetti. Just when she got right up to the fence, the tether reached its limit and caused Kazooie to fall over and kiss the dirt. As she lay there groaning, Chad and Judd were laughing their tails off. Kazooie can't me more mad than any moment in her history, "You're right," said Chad as Kazooie slowly got back onto her feet, "We're trolls, and trolling is our specialty."
"TROLOLOLOL!" laughed Judd.
Kazooie was running out of insults, and out of patience. She clenched her feet hard, scooping dirt clods in the process, "Just wait until I get outta here," barked Kazooie, "I'll tear your bodies limb from limb you little-"
"Chickensh#t?" finished Chad.
Ironically that was the word she was planning to say. Great, now that word is gone.
"Are you running out of swear words, Kazooie?" asked Judd.
Kazooie didn't answer, she just simply stare at him with angry eyes.
"How many green smurfs did you insult today?" asked Chad.
"Three," Kazooie bluntly say, "You, your bro, and that Katusha smurfling."
"Katusha is my daughter," said Chad, "And I told her about that Banjo friend of yours."
"I never seen a bear before," said Judd, "Not even a humanoid one."
"You know what," said Kazooie as she was returning to her comfort area, "You two go f#ck your siblings, I had enough of you guys."
"Do you had enough of yourself yet?" asked Chad.
What are you talking about? Kazooie thought.
She wanted to ask them, but was too mad to say anything else. As Chad and Judd walked away, Kazooie stubbornly yanked the basket and put back in its usual spot, then settle back all the blankets before snuggling inside again. Err, she thought, Those green smurfs are so annoying, they just won't leave me alone!
That's it, Kazooie was definitely leaving tonight.
TO BE CONTINUED...