The Search For Timothy
"Back to the village, I need to tell Papa Smurf about this poor boy." Smurfette answered Dreamy.
"Stay safe, Smurfette." Dreamy said.
Over at a run-down old castle, King Roland knocked on the door.
From inside the castle, Azrael meowed which startled his master, the evil wizard, Gargamel.
"Oh," Gargamel asked irritably. "now who can that be?"
Gargamel answered his front door.
"Good morning, kind sir," King Roland said to Gargamel. "I am King Roland the Second, I was wondering if you had seen the beloved son of my most benevolent knight, Sir Wallace O'Toole and his wife, my royal inventor, Lady Gwen O'Toole, his name is Timothy and he is seven-years-old."
"What do I care that you lost a child?" Gargamel asked King Roland.
Amy and Sofia came up to Gargamel.
"If you would please help us," Amy requested of Gargamel. "then my parents' and grandfather's employers, the King and Queen of Enchancia will reward you handsomely."
Gargamel was intrigued, "A reward you say?" he asked Amy and Sofia.
"Yes." Sofia answered Gargamel.
"What sort of reward are we talking about here?" Gargamel asked Amy and Sofia.
"I am willing to pay you the reward of ten grand in gold if you help in our search for Timothy." King Roland answered Gargamel.
"Throw in that pretty pink jewel and you've got a deal!" Gargamel said to King Roland, pointing at Sofia's amulet.
"Oh! I never take off my amulet!" Sofia said to Gargamel.
So, Cedric thought. this sorcerer has heard of the Amulet of Avalor... well, maybe I can team up with him.
I can't believe that little brat won't hand over her amulet! Somehow I'll get it so I can get my hands on the smurfs! Gargamel thought.
"Well, what's your name?" King Roland asked Gargamel.
"My name is Gargamel, my king." Gargamel answered Roland.
"Well, Gargamel," Queen Miranda said gently. "we must be going now."
"Wait, my queen!" Cedric called.
Miranda turned to the royal sorcerer, "What is it, Cedric?" she asked.
"Why don't the rest of you go and look for the lad while I get to know Gargamel here?" Cedric asked the queen.
"Are you sure, Cedric?" Miranda asked.
"Yes, my queen." Cedric said.
Back in the forest, Dreamy was growing frantic, while Timothy was growing fatigued.
Oh, Smurfette, Dreamy thought nervously. how long are you going to be?
