This chapter is super short... But don't worry! All the explaining (coughboringstuffcough) will be finished! We'll finally get to see the Smurfs with their talent groups next chapter!
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The Square wasn't really a square. More like a spiral. And in the middle of the spiral stood the Smurfs, looking in awe at the massive amount of fairies sitting around the edges. They stared back with equal wonder, amazed at these weird creatures and their sudden appearance in their home.
Queen Clarion approached them with four other important-looking fairies at her heels. They seemed to represent each season of the year.
"I trust you had a good night," the Queen started.
"Yes, thank you, you're majesty." Papa replied, bowing low.
"I would like to speak to you alone in my study so we can decide how to get you and your family back home. "
"It would be an honor," Papa said, a bit hesitantly, "But where would my little Smurfs go?"
After pondering a moment, Clarion smiled brightly. "They'd be allowed to explore Pixie Hollow and get acquainted with the fairies! Do any of them have specific hobbies? They could go with talent groups!"
Though Papa didn't quite understand what she was talking about, he gestured for Handy to come forward. "Handy is the best builder and inventor in our village. He's a master with tools." The builder Smurf blushed slightly at Papa's praise.
"Our Tinker-talents would suit him just fine." She nodded towards a group of fairies sitting on a large leaf. Handy grinned at them and they waved back. "You may go with them later."
Handy bowed this time. "Thank you, you're Highness."
"Please, no need for formalities. Consider me a friend and not a ruler," she laughed lightly.
Handy rose, then backed away. Papa called Farmer up next. "Farmer is great at plants and growing things."
"Garden- talents," Clarion confirmed, her eyes sweeping to a group sitting on a red flower.
"Oh, may I go too?" Piped up Smurfette from her place near Vanity. "I just love flowers!"
"Of course you may," the golden fairy said kindly.
Tracker came up next, but he did his own talking. "I can smell a smurfy distance! Like," he sniffed hard, then pointed a finger to a fairy sitting on a branch. "You work with that sparkly stuff all day. I can smell it on you!"
"Tracker!" Papa hissed.
The Queen was laughing in delight. "Just what the Scout-talents need! I bet you know where to find them."
"The fairies that smell like pine trees and…" he smelled the air again," acorns?"
"Absolutely right."
And so it went on, Miner to (of course) the Mining-talents, Greedy to the Cooking-talents (Lazy decided to come along), Poet to the Storytelling-talents, Tailor to the Sewing-talents, and so on and so forth until only Harmony and Clumsy were left without a group.
"Harmony plays horn," Papa said. Though, not very well.
"He can go with our Music-talents then," Clarion gestured to a group with instruments.
The red-clad elder turned his gaze to his last Smurf, Clumsy. Where could he go? If he tries anything, he'll mess it up.
But Clumsy stepped forward himself. "If you don't mind, I'd like just to go with Harmony, since I'm not much good at anything else."
"Very well."
The Smurfs soon left with their talent groups and Clarion turned back the way she came. "Please come with me. We have much to talk about." Papa trotted after her.
Meanwhile, Gargamel and Azrael broke through the treeline to see a magnificent cove. The sand was bright white and warm and the water itself was crystal clear. All in all, it was beautiful.
And Gargamel hated it on sight.
"Stupid island. Nothing but prettiness everywhere. Makes me sick," he spat.
Azrael meowed, half in agreement, half in pain. The catnip had worn off, giving the feline a splitting headache.
"Shut up, you worthless ball of kitty litter! We need to find a way to get my Smurfs."
Azrael meowed again. "What?" Gargamel looked in the direction his cat had said. In the cove was a ratted old pirate ship.
Gargamel's nasty face lit up. "Perhaps they can help us! I'm so brilliant, Azrael!"
The tabby rolled his eyes and moaned again.
"Stop complaining. We'll just ask for help, then get my Smurfs and get out of here." Gargamel started down the shoreline, towards the ship. With a sigh, the cat followed.
I COULD make a list of who all went with who, but I prefer to keep you in suspense. ;)
Thanks for reading!
