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I carried Papa Smurf's body back to the pile of dead smurfs, the Smurflings watch as I dumped him on top of the pile. The corpse rolled back down to the ground, indicating on how big the pile was. They knew by the legs sticking out of the bedsheet was Papa Smurf, they made no question on who the Smurf is.
When nightfall came, we made as small campfire before me and Brainy sat on the log. Baby Smurf, along with the Boy Smurflings were fast asleep near the fire cuddled up in a blanket but Sassette was still holding onto Smurfette's body crying slightly. Seeing those bodies gave it a very scary feeling in the night, it was quiet enough already as there were no crickets chirping.
"What are we going to do Chernov?" asked Brainy, "There's nothing left here for us, everyone is dead and everything is destroyed. Are we smurfed?"
"Your house is still standing Brainy," I said, "Along with Papa Smurf's house, right now we need to figure out how to dispose of all these dead. We can't bury them, if we do then rain would come by and bubble them out of their graves and they..."
"Don't tell me the rest," interupted Brainy, getting grossed out.
"Okay."
"So what's the solution?"
"It's autum and it's going to get cold tomorrow night, I bet it would snow in a couple days so digging would all be impossible." I said, "So that only leaves one option, we have to burn them."
Sassette looked up and stared at me with shock in her eyes and clutches Smurfette's body tightly, "I'm sorry Sassette, there is just no other way." I said.
Of course, Smurfette's corpse was beginning to turn pale. Rigor Mortis has finally taken over and soon along with the other bodies they'll begin to rot, not a good situation to be in.
"This can't possibly get any more horrifying," said Brainy.
That Smurf and his big mouth, something exploded with thunder after he said that. Scared the smurf out of everybody and the Boy Smurflings were spooked awake awhile a few bodies topple over from the pile and rolled to the ground, "What the smurf was that?" asked Snappy, who was getting very crabby from being rudely awoken.
"Whatever it is, it sure smells," I said as I get up, "I'll go check it out, it might be nothing."
I pulled out my flashlight and walked around the pile of dead bodies and discover a gory sight, a dead Smurf lies on the ground with a huge hole in it's belly. All of the organs were vilontly ripped out of him and were scattered around like toys, the blood pattern indicated that the body must had exploded from within. When Brainy came around the corner to see it for himself, he can't bare to look.
"I think that's Jokey Smurf," I told him as he tries not to puke again, "Look what he's tightly holding in his hand."
Brainy positioned his glasses as a magnefiying glass to get a better look, there were Orange ribbions in the smurf's hands. Indicating that it came from an exploding present, and also indicated that it's Jokey Smurf himself. When the smurflings came around the corner to see the gore, they can't stand the sight of it. "Surprise, jokes on you Jokey," I blurted out, "Sorry, I just have to say that due to ironic purposes."
"So when are we going to burn the bodies?" asked Brainy.
"We can do it now, I have a flamethrower in my basement that we could use." I answered, "It puts out about 1650 degrees Centigrade of flaming Acetylene and Hydrogen, the stuff is compressed and will launch flame up to 183 centimeters at any given target. It's a powerful smurf-size flamethrower, I only use it when I have to and this is one of those days when I have to."
Of course, Sassette still objects the thought and insisted we should bury Smurfette. "And do you think will that be fair for the other smurfs?" I asked her sternly, "This would also be the case if you and Smurfette switch places, we'll smurf the bodies later. Right now, I'm going to do a bit of harvesting."
What I mean of harvesting is that I'm going to view the Smurfs bodies as food, cannibalism it may seem but according to Mother Nature nothing is wasted. At least they'll live on in resource terms, "What do you mean by harvesting?" asked Brainy.
After I discussed what I mean, their jaws dropped. "Not Smurfette!" cried Sassette before she took off back to her sister's body.
"Brainy, keep an eye on the kids awhile I deal with Sassette," I told him, "This wouldn't take long."
As Brainy keeps an eye on the Smurflings, I walked around the corner to find Sassette holding onto Smurfette's body again. She hugs Smurfette's head awhile trying not to cry, I'm no psychologist but I know how she feels by experience.
"Sassette," I said as I sat down indian style and placed my arm around Sassette's shoulder, she soon lets go of Smurfette. "I know how you feel, I also loved someone very close to me a long time ago."
"Who?" asked Sassette.
"My mom," I said, "She is an Adult Smurfette, kind of looks like both you and Smurfette. I don't know about her origins but I do know how she died..."
"How?" asked Sassette.
"She died after bringing me to the world, Cardiac Arrest." I said, "My father believes this is probably why Smurfs don't physically reproduce, I don't know how he did it but growing up without a mother is hard. It took me about a month or two for me to be fully grown, this is why you rarely see me happy but always see me grumpy."
"I want you to listen this carefully Sassette, even though everyone is dead doesn't mean you don't have to stop living." I finally told her, "I don't want you to turn out like me, you know how well the Smurfs think of me. I don't want you to become harden and cold inside, just let them go. This is pretty much how life works it's magic, but it isn't necessary to suffer. If you, Brainy, and the smurflings were dead and I'm the only one who survives. I would spend the rest of my life learning how the world works, exploring it and see what's out there. And make new friends and loved ones along the way."
"Are we going to do that?" asked Sassette.
"Sure we could, there's so much to see and since we are able to live for centuries we would have enough time to learn a lot." I said, "But it all starts here, we'll clean up the mess but forget about rebuilding. I got something more interesting we would do with this plot of land, and we have the resources and smurfpower to do it."
"What are we trying to accomplish?" asked Brainy as he walks around the corner with the smurflings behind him.
"You'll see, but for now we gotta survive," I said, "Survive and thrive, then we'll revive the Smurf race somehow with new smurfs. Tomorrow morning, we'll get started right away."
I picked up Smurfette and we all walked into my mushroom house where we all stayed for the night, it was quite warm compared to outside. With cots and pattings in place for Brainy, the Smurflings, and Baby Smurf, I lie back on my bed and fell asleep for the night. I only wish we've thought of this before, because it was quite cold outside. About 5 degrees Celsius, as cold as your refrigerator.
This is where I have to stop, this story is about the Smurf Village getting destroyed. The aftermath is a different story, I'll might tell you that tale one day but not today. For now, this will be a cliffhanger, for now.
THE END
