Hi again everysmurf! I think this'll be the last chapter...maybe, depends where I get with it. This might not be very impressive. Anyway, Enjoy!

"Uh, what are you two doing?"

It was Papa.

All of the Smurfs were crowding around them, after all, they were in the centre of the village, what did they expect?

"Uh urgh." A few awkward mumbles came out of their mouths as the two slowly stood apart from each other. They looked embarrassed.

The whole village felt awkward, there was an eerie silence and you could only hear the trees swaying, after quite a while the conversation started up. Again.

"Are you two in-" Vexy asked with a smile but wasn't able to finish because...

"LOVE! Yes." Smurfette cried as she ran over to hug Vexy.

Now it was Vanity's turn. He looked at the boys, their faces were either upset, confused, happy or Grouchy was...grouchy.

Vanity looked at them, unsure of what to say, but he managed to come up with something.

"Yes..."He said timidly.

Then they all cheered wildly! There were streams of hoorays, everysmurf's hands and arms where up in the air, this made Vanity smile. Thank Goodness, they all excepted it! Wow, he thought those parts would be difficult, but he seemed to have done them within the same three minutes.

"Congratulations!"

"Well done!"

"Bravo!"

"You got yourself a gooden!"

Comments like those were heard.

Vanity looked to Papa smurf who looked happy for them, he either is very proud or finding this hard to take in. He was wearing a content smile, whilst clapping his hands slowly.

Vanity never really spent as much time with Papa as the other Smurfs but it was safe to say that Papa knew Vanity all too well, and was able to understand how love for her had overpowered love for himself.

"Vanity! Is no longer... a narcissistic smurf!" Papa called to the crowd. At that the cheers grew. Papa turned to Vanity. "My boy, you know I wouldn't have changed you for the world, but i'm happy that finally you are loving and appreciating another. Not just yourself."

Vanity felt a strong feeling inside, they call it proud. He felt taller, so he stood taller, he felt...more...loved. He, and others, thought that Vanity could ever have any more love than he had before.

But he just gained it.

The love you show to others. Is the love you get in return.

He loved Smurfette.

"Yes, Papa. So am I"