Author's Note: Hey guys nice to have you all back and I- *looks around* Peewit! Johan! Get your butts out here for the intro!
Peewit: Aralyn this is embarrassing.
Aralyn: Don't care, Johan promised for the both of you now march. Ladies and gentlegerms may I introduce to you the latest fall models Johan and Peewit!
Johan and Peewit: *enter stage right*
Aralyn: Wearing the lovely cobalt blue taffeta shirtdress with matching strappy platform gladiator sandals is the stunning squire Johan. And in the flower pattern sundress with the ruffled rhinestone platform pump heels is the pretty little pratfall Peewit.
Peewit: Johan if I live through this I'm going to kill you.
Aralyn: Peewit this is a T rated story, and I will not allow such violence to be tolerated.
Johan: *sigh* Aralyn does not own us, the smurfs, or the plot for this chapter, we all belong to Peyo.
Aralyn: Alrighty chaps, tea time!
Johan and Peewit: *groan*
Adventure in an Alternate Reality
After about fifteen minutes of slicing their way through forest brush the silence of the group was cut short again by the homesick King.
"Perhaps we should turn back Johan I'm tired."
"No sire we must press onward onward," said the determined squire as he cut his way through, then with one final swing the party made it through the greenery, "we made it through sire!"
"At last are we in smurf land yet?" the tired King asked their little blue guides.
"Not yet sire." Replied Hefty, "But it's just a hop skip and a smurf from here." Smurfette encouraged.
"Right across that desert." Hefty finished as he pointed to the endless rolling hills of sand ahead.
"D-d-desert?" the King managed to whine.
For the next few hours the group traveled on, panting and sweating like there was no tomorrow. Every now and again someone would moan, groan, or complain and patience was worn pretty thin.
For the fifth time in the past ten minutes the King complained again "Oh, oh, and to think there's a nice cool well at the castle, oh I wish I was home."
"I wish you were home too." Grumbled Peewit.
"Peewit," Aralyn scolded, "mind your manners."
Johan came to a stop and turned to the high-strung entertainer, "Peewit it's time to use the magic stick."
Peewit's enthusiasm suddenly returned, "Yes, yes, the magic stick," he shouted as he whacked the ground with the stick he had been carrying, "alacazam, after you sire." He said to the thirsting monarch.
The King took a generous sip only to spit it out on Johan and Aralyn, "Yeck, its salty!"
"Yeck, I got King spit on me!" Aralyn shouted in disgust.
"Salty? That's impossible," Peewit countered as he too took a sip only to follow suit and spit it out on Johan and Aralyn, "Yeck!"
Aralyn was even more disgusted, "Great now I have jester spit too!"
"Uh oh." Smurfette said worriedly.
Peewit was near hysterics now, "It can't be Homnibus wouldn't do this to us."
"Yeck." Hefty sputtered.
"Salty all salty."
"Well," said Aralyn, "then I guess there's only one thing to do."
"We must press onward." Johan finished.
"Took the words right out of my mouth." She smirked.
And once again the group trudged onward through the dry and hot environment, and their thoughts and words were once again filled with complaints.
"Oh my kingdom," whined the King, "my kingdom for a pitcher of chilled grapes."
"My kingdom for a pitcher of chilled grapes." Peewit grumpily mocked.
Suddenly as Johan reached to top of the next ridge he shouted back with renewed energy, "Look! Look! Water!"
"Water!" Peewit shouted with pure joy, as the three guys and the two smurfs rushed down the slope and dunked their heads into the cooling river at the bottom.
All five of the drinking participants sighed in relief while their other worldly companion did things her own way.
"Really? That's all you're going to do?" she asked as she backed up before running towards the river and taking a flying leap while shouting, "Cannonball!" before being submerged in the cool liquid. After a few seconds the girl's head broke through the surface of the water and Aralyn gave a huge sigh, "Now that hit the spot."
Both boys and the smurfs giggled at her antics, and it wasn't long before they were once again on their way.
Seconds after they had made their way under the cooling shade of the forest plants Smurfette was greeting some woodland creatures that apparently knew them, "Hi squirrel hi bunny we're home again."
"Finally." The exhausted ruler sighed.
Taking a look around Aralyn realized something, "Hey isn't this about where you found me?"
"Yes it is, well done little smurfs!" Johan congratulated.
"There's our village." Hefty pointed out to the four humans.
"What's left of it." Smurfette said half-heartedly.
Aralyn's heart went out to her little friends, "Oh how horrible."
"We shall find the one who did this little smurfs I promise," said Johan, "now where is this smurf that smurfed smurf?"
Without warning a loud roar made its way across the burnt clearing, and the party looked up to see an enormous green scaly dragon charging towards them.
Both of the terrified smurfs pointed at the threatening reptile, "There he is!"
The dragon came even closer as it roared again while belching a wall of flames at Aralyn.
As chivalrous as always Johan stepped in front of his female friend and attempted to use his sword to deflect the flames only to have the metal overheat and burn the noble squire's hand,
"Ah! Too hot to handle!" he yelped as he dropped the blade and both he and Aralyn ran to avoid being trampled by the cold-blooded creature.
Making a quick turn both of them stepped out of the way and let the scaly monster pass them. Johan looked around and quickly came up with an ingenious plan. Bringing his hand to his mouth he gave a strong, sound whistle.
The dragon slowed down and turned to face to two teens that once again had his attention. Aralyn taunted the large reptile while making a face, "Na na nana na!"
With the dragon's attention on them they ran as fast as they could while Johan yelled back, "That's it big fella come on come on."
Johan and Aralyn ran through a pair of trees and so did the dragon, well almost. The dragon only succeeded in getting stuck between the two burnt trees. The two teens didn't have much time to think about this small victory for not seconds later they heard Peewit call out, "Johan, Aralyn help! Hurry!"
Johan and Aralyn raced to the tree their friend was stranded on, "We have you Peewit." They called out as they worked together to catch their falling friend.
"Aw thanks you guys, but where's the dragon?"
"I'm afraid he's gone and got himself stuck," Johan said still amused by their little trick, the dragon however was not amused as he pried himself loose and stalked off through the trees, "he's leaving."
But Peewit's questions were far from over, "Where's the King and the little smurfs?"
Suddenly they heard a voice coming from the direction that the dragon had left, "Help! Put me down I order you. I am the king, let me go!" the King demanded as the winged monster took flight, "No no don't let me go! Help! Johan!"
"The poor King what'll we do?" Hefty wondered.
"Follow them," Johan said, "it's our only hope and his come on."
Aralyn was all too eager to get moving, "Right behind you!"
Peewit, however, was not as enthusiastic, "Trouble always trouble."
After a few minutes of running Aralyn looked up only to see what they were looking for, "Johan look up there!" she said pointing upward.
Johan looked up and quickly moved into action, "The dragon, quick Peewit hide!"
From their hiding place they noticed that the dragon lacked a King "He must have eaten the King." Peewit gulped.
"Not necessarily," Johan countered, "come on."
And with Johan leading they continued to make their way through the forest in the direction that the dragon had come from, and before they knew it they had made their way to a rocky place where what they found on the ground something that shocked them all.
"It's the King's cap." Aralyn managed to choke out.
"Oh," cried Smurfette, "how terrible."
Peewit was just as distraught, "This is all that's left of him."
"Perhaps not," Johan thought, "he may have escaped into that cave."
As the group entered the darkened cave Aralyn felt uneasy "For some reason I have a bad feeling about this."
The three teens and the two smurfs made their way into the cave and slowed their pace when they heard a mean voice paired with the crack of a whip, "Is this all you have for me fifteen measly diamonds, you lazy little worms if my bag isn't full by tonight Faphner will roast your precious Papa Smurf."
Hefty was immediately ready for action, "Oh yeah let me at him, let me at him." He chanted as he swung his fists in the air in front of him.
Johan on the other hand was more cautious, "No Hefty wait."
"Sorry Johan," whispered Aralyn, "but I agree we've got to do something soon."
"Now back to work." The short meanie shouted at the enslaved smurfs as he snapped his whip once again.
As soon as he was gone Hefty called out towards his friends "Hey smurfs!"
Smurfette was just as ready to reunite with her friends "Over here!"
The talkative, know-it-all was the first to respond, "Hefty!"
"Oh and Smurfette!" called out another as he tripped over his own feet.
With that all the smurfs ran to join their two friends while cheering silently "Yay!"
"Boy are we glad to see you." Brainy told his friends.
"Howdya find us?" Clumsy asked
"And where's the smurf that smurfed smurf?" asked the smurf with a pencil stuck behind his ear.
It was then that the three teens made their appearance only to have all but Hefty and Smurfette run away in fear.
"Wait smurfs," Hefty reassured his friends, "its ok."
"It's our friends Johan and Peewit."
"We've come to help you." Explained Johan.
Aralyn didn't want to be left out, "Hello what about me?"
Johan quickly made up for his mistake, "And this is Aralyn, but tell us who was that scoundrel with the whip?"
Clumsy answered, "His name's Monoff."
"It was Monoff and his big smurf that smurfed smurf who destroyed our village." Brainy explained to the newcomers.
"Ah," Johan said in realization, "so it is Monoff who controls the dragon."
"But where's Papa Smurf?" Smurfette asked as she looked around for the blue elder.
"Monoff has him hidden in the cave somewhere."
"I'll bet he has the King too."
"Then we shall rescue them come."
The three teens and the large group of smurfs made their way through the various cave until they came to a room lit with torches and filled with bags and scales. "This must be Monoff's hideaway."
Johan and Aralyn took a closer look at one of the tables, "Well well well Monoff's been even busier that I thought."
"No kidin'." Aralyn concurred.
Suddenly Hefty shouted out, "Johan, Aralyn!"
"Ha!" came a mean voice from behind, Monoff, and the two teens turned to see the shorty try to shove a sack over Johan's head. However the little cheater missed and instead hit the table with a scream, "Yie!"
Johan seemed surprised but turned to face the fallen villain "The tables are turned Monoff!" he said as he lunged for Monoff.
Monoff used his feet to push Johan away from him and when he got to his feet he pulled out his cruel whip "Your no match for me boy, now I shall teach you to dance." He exclaimed as he swung the weapon at Johan's head.
But Johan was a step ahead of him and he used a nearby stool to stop the whip and ripped it out of Monoff's hand before taking it for himself and ensnaring Monoff in his own weapon.
"Sorry but you're not my type!"
Monoff was much meeker now, "Oh please have mercy sir, have mercy." He begged as Aralyn marched up to him with a smirk on her face.
"Now what was that about him being no match for you? Seems to me like you fell a bit… for lack of a better word, short!" she snickered and the captured crook.
"Lead us to the King and Papa Smurf." Johan demanded of Monoff.
The short man knew he must and he led them to a metal door that Johan quickly opened to reveal the King and the smurf's elder.
"Papa Smurf!" called out the overjoyed smurfs.
Papa Smurf was just as happy, "My brave little smurfs."
Johan rushed forward towards to King, "Are you alright sire?"
"Fine Johan fine," the King reassured emotionally, "Oh this is all so touching."
Aralyn couldn't agree more, "You could say that again."
Soon reuniting was done and the large group made their way back through the cave.
"That's the cave entrance just ahead," Monoff directed, "but you'll never get away with this."
"Oh yeah what's gunna stop us mr. smart guy," Peewit challenged, swinging his fists near Monoff's face only to have hot flames hit his backside, "Youch!"
The King yelled out in surprise, "Yie the dragon!"
Johan immediately went into action, "Quick take cover!" he ordered.
Monoff was once again in his overly cocky attitude, "You'll never get out of here alive never never never Faphner will roast you all!" he chanted evilly.
"You seem so sure about that just like how you were so sure you would beat Johan and look what happened there." Aralyn reminded him sharply.
Hefty: papa smurf papa smurf I smurfed another exit but it's only big enough for smurfs
Johan: well let's take a look anyway
Aralyn turned to Johan as the five humans waited for the smurfs to return, "Johan how's your hand?"
Johan looked at his right hand, the one that had been burned by his overheated sword, and grimaced, "Its fine really it is."
Aralyn wasn't convinced, "Well if it's fine then why don't I have a look." Johan knew he wasn't going to get out of this so he let her take his hand in hers, "Oh Johan why didn't you let me see this sooner it could be so easily remedied." She scolded as she reached into the pouch that she had attached to her belt.
"Aralyn this isn't necessary."
"I think that's for me to decide," She argued as she pulled out a thick green plant, "either way if a friend of mine is hurt I'm going to do what I can to help."
With that the stubborn girl took out her knife and cut part of the plant off, and took the newly exposed inside of the plant and gently started rubbing it against Johan's burnt hand.
"What is that?" Johan asked as he felt some of the stinging from the wound go away, amazed that something so simple could help so much.
"It's aloe, where I come from we use it all the time for burns on the skin." Aralyn explained as she removed the plant and wrapped Johan's hand in a thin bandage. "There that should be fine for a temporary treatment."
"Thank you." Johan said looking his friend in the eyes, she kept contact for a few seconds but shyed away when they heard Peewit call out,
"Here they come."
"Well hello," greeted Papa Smurf as the smurfs reentered the cave, "we found walnuts, hazelnuts, chestnuts and water."
"I uh found these nuts papa smurf."
"Those are snapdragons Clumsy."
"Papa Smurf," Johan said excitedly, "snapdragons just what we need to escape."
"In the name of smurf that's right way didn't I think of that. Let's smurf some snapdragons, lots of snapdragons, smurf to it!"
"Sire help me gather some wood, Peewit find a cauldron quickly!"
"But why tell me tell me!" Peewit demanded.
"I'll tell you later." Johan promised.
Peewit couldn't help but complain, "Later, always later."
"Fools," Monoff called after them, "you'll never get past Faphner."
Aralyn was beginning to become fed up with the puny pessimistic prisoner, "No matter what happens you always say that, don't you get tired of being wrong?"
Soon Johan, the King, Peewit, and the smurfs had all returned with what they had set out to get and within minutes they had boiled the snapdragons down into juice.
"And if we can get Faphner to drink this snapdragon juice he'll sleep like a baby." Johan explained.
But Monoff wasn't ready to give up yet, "Faphner on guard they want to-" he began only to have Peewit slap his hand over Monoff's mouth.
Johan, Aralyn, and the King pushed the caldron out of the cave and they all sat back to see what would happen. Faphner sniffed at it, then he slowly began to eat the solution.
"Hooray he's eating it!" cheered Papa Smurf.
"How long before he's asleep?"
"Soon," Johan reassured, "I hope."
As Faphner finished the juice he hiccupped a few times and sunk into a peaceful slumber, "He's asleep." Peewit confirmed.
"Boy he sure is asleep."
Smurfette admired the sleeping reptile, "Aw he's kinda cute when he's sleeping."
"I stand with you on that Smurfette." Aralyn agreed.
"Now what do we do with him." The court jester questioned no one in particular.
"That is a very good question Peewit," Papa Smurf thought, "we can't let him go he's much too dangerous."
"Fools there's nothing you can do." Monoff taunted them again.
"I swear one more negative comment out of him and I'll I'll-" Aralyn threatened as Johan held her back.
"Easy Aralyn, now if only we could keep him from spitting fire, it is written in the smurf books that a dragon that can no longer breath fire is no longer dangerous." Papa Smurf wondered.
Johan suddenly came up with an idea, "That's it papa smurf," he said excitedly, "Peewit the magic stick!"
Peewit couldn't believe his ears, "Don't tell me you're thirsty for salty water?"
"No no I shall give part of it to a little smurf, who must then enter the dragon's mouth and put out his fire." Johan explained.
"An absolutely smurfy idea if I may say so." Aralyn said in compliment to the squire's ingenious idea.
"Try it Papa Smurf." The raven haired boy encouraged the red clad elder.
Papa Smurf looked at the small stick and hit the ground while shouting, "Alacazam!" as soon as the small fountain emerged from the ground he tuned to the now open mouth of the dragon. "I will leave right away."
Johan held the mouth open as Papa Smurf walked in, "Have courage Papa Smurf."
The oldest smurf looked back and gave a wave of encouragement to his little blue family members.
"Good luck." Aralyn whispered in a silent prayer for his tiny life's safety.
Aralyn: Care for some more tea Peewit?
Peewit: *mummbles*
Aralyn: I'm sorry what was that? You don't want anymore cookies? Alright, more for me and Johan.
Peewit: No! I... would love some... tea and cookies...
Aralyn: Thats what I thought! How about you Johan?
Johan: Uh, some more tea would be lovely. But may I ask a question?
Aralyn: You already did but I'll let you ask another.
Johan: When can we change back to normal?
Aralyn: Hahahahaha... oh your not joking? Well... idk but thats not important right now. What is important is that all yall need to review because its fun and because if you don't then I will have to pull out the make-up to use on a certain pair of boys.
Johan and Peewit: PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE!
*thanks to flowerpower71 for dress up idea*