Hi hi everyone! Okay, before we hit the reviews, I have a little bit of good news bad news to announce. Which should I give first, guys?
Gutsy: I say de bad news, lass. Gives'em somethin' te look forward to.
Alright, what the Scottsman Smurf says. The bad news is that this story has about a good three, four chapters at most left before Crafty Encounters comes to an end.
Smurfs: WHAT?
Snappy: Aww, why?
Hey, hey. I'm getting to the good news. The good news is that the day the last chapter of this story comes on, so will the first chapter of the sequel!
Crafty: Smurfness! What's this one gonna be about?
(smiles cheekily) I'm not telling you guys. It's a secret. Okay, now let's do the reviews!
flowerpower71- I know! I just felt like the whole saga would be incomplete without Johan and Peewit. By the way, Crafty. You still need to apologize to Peewit for biting his thumb.
Crafty: Hey! He had it smurfing to him!
Be that as it may, it was very unsmurfy to do! You're gonna apologize. Continuing on, you've got a hug from her as well, Crafty. (hugs Crafty) And she also feels for you about the cold.
Crafty: Thanks! But with this cloak, staying warm will not be a problem at all. (holds up back of the cloak) It's actually very fashionable.
Chloe- Don't you worry about Crafty for one second. She'll be fine when winter comes. She's a lot tougher and clever than anyone could think. Especially now that she has her new cloak.
Crafty: (smiles confidently)
YinYangofthePeaceCircle- I know. It's always the heroes or heroines that don't catch the good breaks. Hi hi, to you too, Aiko! By the way, I don't even want to know where you found those explosives. Second, Gutsy and Crafty, she sends more hugs.
Gutsy & Crafty: (looks at each other fearfully) Oh no! (tries to run away but is grabbed and crushed by a hug from mystery arms)
Gutsy: Ack! (gasps for breath) Dis lassie's got one smurf of a grip!
Hummer. She also sends more flowers for you! Though I'm not sure where they could-
(large pile of multi-colored flowers fall on top of Hummer)
-be.
Hummer: (pops his head out and shakes his head) Chirp chi chi chirrr! (Thank you Thank you!)
Crafty, you may want to read the rest of this review yourself.
Crafty: (gasps for air) Coming! (gets out of grip somehow and composes herself, then reads the review) Uh...Sure, Aiko. Just as long as One: You give that girl the gun. And Second: You don't use my cannon for destruction or recklessness like some Smurfs I know. (looks at Gutsy and Snappy)
Both: What?
Also, you're right. I definitely would prefer it if Aiko wasn't holding a gun. I have to be alive and uninjured to update these stories.
Zinka17- She says she's sorry for embarassing the both of you, Crafty and Sweepy. It just a guess to her.
Sweepy: Oh, what a relief. (eyes widen) Not that you're not an interestin' lady, Miss Crafty! It's just-
Crafty: (slaps hand over Sweepy's mouth) Thank you, Sweepy. But let's just smurf it at that and save us both the embarassment of it all, shall we?
Sweepy: (nods head)
She also says that she knows that Crafty likes another Smurf in the village. (snickers)
Smurfs: WHAT? Who?
Crafty: (clenching fists angrily) Yeah. Just who does she have the smurfing nerve to say I like?
I'm not telling you guys. And frankly, I don't want you or the Smurf you like to get embarassed. That and Zinka17 is one of our good reviewers. Let's not harm them for speaking their mind.
Crafty: I wouldn't hurt her! Much. Just shake her up a bit. Besides, I do not "like" another Smurf! Actually, I don't "like" any Smurf in that way whatsoever!
(Silence)
Vanity: So, who does she like?
Crafty: (narrows eyes, ready to kill) What did you just smurf, Vanity?
You'll have to figure that one out on your own. Finally, ha! She says that Peewit should think twice now before messing with you, Crafty.
Crafty: Thank you! See? She gets it!
Yeah yeah, sure. Oh! It looks like we have a new reviewer! It's Ghost that haunts scardy!
Scaredy: YIPE! HELP! I DON'T WANT A GHOST TO HAUNT ME! (leaps into Crafty's arms, shaking violently)
Crafty: (struggling to keep balanced) Scaredy! You're heavy! (falls over)
Anyway, Ghost that haunts scardy- First of all, thank you for liking this story. Second, I'm sure that YinYangofthePeaceCircle will be more than willing to give you that machine gun. As for the large scissors...uh...Crazy? Do you have anything like that?
Crazy: I HAVE A CANDLE! (holds up a stick of lit dynamite)
All: CRAZY! NO!
Crafty: (grabs the stick and throws it somewhere else) Hit the smurf!
All: (dives to the ground with hands over their heads)
BOOOOOM!
Everyone alright?
Clumsy: Gosh, where do ya smurf that dynamite landed?
Crafty: (shrugs) Probably nowhere important.
~Gargamel's Hovel~
Gargamel: Now, just of pinch of pepper and I will have my Smurf finding potion! (turns to grab pepper)
(dynamite flies through window and into the cauldron)
Azrael: Mrrow! Merrow! (frantically waves a paw at the cauldron)
Gargamel: Oh, shut up! I know this one will work for sure!
Azrael: (hides under table with his eyes closed and his paws over his ears)
Gargamel: (sprinkles the pepper into the cauldron and-)
BOOOOOM!
Gargamel: (steaming mad with a face full of soot) Ohhh! I HATE THOSE SMURFS!
~With the Smurfs~
Smurfette: Oh, what was that?
Crafty: (shrugs)I don't know. It sounded like a bitter and angry shout. It must be Gargamel spell gone wrong. Again.
Hefty: Say, you don't suppose...
Crafty: Wouldn't put it past that. I did smurf that dynamite pretty far. But, he's use to it by now. He'll be fine. (waves hand dismissively)
Alrighty, then. While we wait to see where that dynamite did land: Disclaimer time!
Hummer: Chi chirp chirp! (Me, Crafty, etc, belong to frostforge44)
Johan, Peewit, and the Smurfs belong to Peyo. BYE!
So the winter chores were done without a hitch, save for a few close calls with Gargamel and Azrael. It was now time for the final chore to be completed. The day that Tailor was to hand out the winter clothing to each and every Smurf. When Crafty went to get her clothing, she got an extra thick, light blue Smurf hat, light blue fingerless gloves and a dark blue scarf. He even made a special red scarf for Hummer along with special foot-gloves. Crafty had built an indoor nest for Hummer so he could sleep inside for when it got too cold outside.
As for the incident with Crafty's memory, she doesn't remember anything drastic. She does, however recall small things about herself. They were mostly just her likes and dislikes. Her favorite flower was lavender but her favorite smells were roses and pine. She loved exploring, camping, hiking, and even spelunking, though she didn't remember any time when she did. So, Miner Smurf had promised her to take her into the tunnels sometime in the spring.
What she really hated was arrogance, which explained greatly why she doesn't like Vanity or Brainy. She didn't like the color pink, wearing dresses, or heels for that matter.
Now all that was left to do was to wait for the first snowfall. The Smurflings were extremely eager to show Crafty all of the fun stuff there was to do in the snow. A lot of the Smurfs were shocked to hear that Crafty had never experienced snow before. But, they were determined to show her just how much fun snow and Christmas will be with her there in the Smurf village.
Crafty woke up a little earlier than usual one morning for an unknown reason. She just felt something special was going to happen that day. She stretched out her body and got out of bed, but was definitely shaken awake when her bare feet touched the cold, wooden floor.
"Yikes," Crafty muttered slipping on the slippers graciously donated by Smurfette. "Freezing today, ain't it Hummer?"
Hummer responded by slowly opening his eyes and ruffling his feathers as he stretched out his whole body. Crafty went to wrap Hummer's scarf around his neck and then went to wrap hers around her own. Hummer slipped into his foot-gloves and Crafty put on her gloves and wrapped her cloak around her body.
She went to open the door to her home, but when she did, a large, cold gust of wind blew into her face. When she opened her eyes, they widened at what she saw.
The entire village was covered in a white blanket. The whiteness clung to the bushes, the branches of the trees and even the roofs of the mushroom houses. Hummer casually walked out into the blank soil and Crafty saw that he left prints in the once untouched substance, so she decided to try it out for herself. She took a few steps forward and looked behind her to see her own footsteps imprinted into the white ground.
The most breath-taking of all, though, was how the sunrise made the whiteness sparkle and glow in such a beautiful way.
"Morning, Crafty! Morning Hummer!" Hefty called taking his daily morning jog. "So, what do you think of your first snowfall?"
"This is snow?" Crafty asked in wonderment as she observed the snow all around the village.
"Yup. It's smurfy, isn't it?" Hefty asked.
"It sure is," Crafty smiled at the winter wonderland around her. Suddenly, a clump of snow hit Crafty square in the side of the head. Her head snapped in the direction of said snowball and saw Hefty smirking as he held another in his hand. He flung it right at her but she ducked and it actually hit Hummer in the head. He squeaked indignantly and used his wings to brush off the cold, wet snow.
"Do you really want to smurf that again, Hefty?" Crafty asked playfully as she attempted to roll up a ball of her own. It actually wasn't much of an attempt since it was very easy for her to learn new things.
"Maybe I do," Hefty began making another snowball of his own and packing it tightly. "And maybe I don't. Actually, I think I do."
A flying snowball hit Hefty in the back of the head, which took him by surprise and caused him to drop his snowball. The both of them turned to see a laughing Farmer and Wooly Smurf. Both had their winter wear on and it seemed that the winter weather
"Now, c'mon Hefty! You should now know better than te challenge a lady when she don't know what she's doin'," Farmer chuckled. He was thrown back as Crafty's snowball got him right in the chest.
Wooly smacked his knee and laughed harder, "Ha ha! I think the "lady's" got a good idea of what's she's doin' there, partner!"
Farmer got another snowball together to smack Wooly with, but got a snowball in the face from said Smurf. Wooly laughed and ran away from Farmer and over towards Crafty and Hummer.
"C'mon, you two! We got a snowball war te win!" Wooly hollered as he ran past the two, looking for a spot to call their fort. Crafty and Hummer followed suite and took cover behind the village well. Wooly turned to Crafty and instructed, "Start smurfin' up as many snowballs as ye can make. I'll work on our fort."
Crafty nodded and started packing the snow into balls of artillery as Wooly packed snow around them to protect them from any enemy attacks. It was, however, almost eerie. No Smurf ever came around. It was almost like the whole village had fallen asleep.
"ATTACK!"
"INCOMIN'!" Wooly shouted pulling himself, Crafty, and Hummer to the ground before any of the enemy snowballs could hit them. Hefty and Farmer were clever enough to cilmb onto the roof of a mushroom and land an attack from above. Snow flew into their fort, yet none of them were hit with a single flake of snow.
From the fort, Wooly and Crafty noticed that no more snowballs were coming at them, then they heard yelps along with a few dull thuds. They both poked their heads up from their damaged shelter and saw the bottoms of two Smurfs, who were doing their best to get themselves out of the snow.
Crafty grinned at the sudden idea in her head and turned to Wooly, "You smurfing what I'm smurfing?"
Wooly had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he nodded and gathered a few snowballs in hand. He and Crafty readied their weapons as Farmer and Hefty used their legs to push against the ground and free themselves. Finally and fortunately, they managed to pull themselves out. Unfortunately for them...
"ATTACK!"
Wooly and Crafty's snowballs flew like bullets at the two Smurfs as they held up their arms to block the snow from getting them in the face.
"Okay! Okay! We surrender!" Hefty laughed holding up his hands in defeat. At first, the attack had ended, then one last snowball hit with a splat on his face.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," Crafty snickered before falling to the ground laughing. Wooly and Hummer joined her as they cheered at their victory. Hefty and Farmer fell to the ground as well, not because of their defeat, but because for one thing, they were good sports. Also, it was warming to see that Crafty had won her very first winter sport against them.
"I'm glad to see you're all having fun, my little Smurfs," Papa chuckled as he and Grandpa with Baby in his arms were walking by the scene. They also were wearing thier winter wear, though unlike the others, theirs were dry and neat. "But it's almost time for breakfast."
"Smurfatootie! Those snowballs were movin' like lightning! I feel sorry for the next bunch of Smurfs that smurf against you, Crafty," Grandpa remarked with a laugh.
"Couldn't have smurfed it without Wooly," Crafty pointed out playfully punching the shoulder of Texan Smurf.
Wooly laughed and mock bowed, "Why thank you, little lady. Just remind me never to smurf snowball battle with you as my enemy."
"Just as long as you never smurf me a "little lady" ever again. Then losing at a snowball war will be the least of your worries," Crafty warned half serious half mischievous. She got up with the other Smurfs and made their way over to the mess hall with Papa and Grandpa.
"Awww! I wish I could've been there!" Snappy exclaimed in awe. "I would've helped you smurf them good, Crafty!"
A whole group of Smurfs, along with the Smurflings, gathered around the table where Crafty and Wooly sat as they ate their breakfast to hear the tale of how they defeated Farmer and Hefty in their first winter sport of the season. The Smurflings were especially amazed since Hefty was the best snowball fighter in the whole village.
"I bet you would've, Snappy," Crafty chuckled. "I just wish the competition would've been a bit better."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Hefty asked.
"You guys weren't doing your best. I bet you both were smurfing it easy on me, weren't you?" Crafty asked knowingly. Farmer and Hefty bit their lips in hesitation. That's also what Crafty despised. She hated it when her skills were underminded because she was a girl.
"Well...it was your first time in snow! Of course we were going to smurf it easy on you! Right, Farmer?" Hefty elbowed Farmer in the side for conformation.
Farmer hastily nodded and said, "That's right! Next time, you'll be regretin' battlin' with the snowballs!"
"Uh huh. Sure I will," Crafty nodded nonchalantly, taking a sip of her hot, saspirilla tea. All of the other Smurfs burst out into uncontrollable fits of laughter.
It wasn't until a little bit later that breakfast had ended and all of the Smurfs had started going outside to do a few chores or maybe play a few games. As Crafty was going to do a few daily tasks, she felt a tug on her arm. She looked down to see a smiling Sassette beaming at her.
"Hiya, Crafty!"
"Hi, Sassette. What smurfs you here?" Crafty smiled at the red-headed Smurfling.
"Well, I wanted to smurf you something important. You said that you liked to go camping, right?"
"Yes. Yes I did. Why?" Crafty asked, wondering what the young Smurfling was going with the conversation.
"Well, me and the other Smurflings were wondering if you would take us winter camping. Please?" Sassette looked up at her with large, pleading blue eyes.
Crafty knew she couldn't resist that face. Not on Sassette or any of the other Smurflings, "Why not? Sure, I'll take you guys camping."
"YAY! Thank you, thank you!" Sassette clung to Crafty with happiness. Crafty chuckled and hugged her back. "Just one thing though. Why me?"
"Because if we didn't find another Smurf to take us, Brainy would've come," Sassette and Crafty shuddered at the very thought of going camping with Brainy.
"Okay, I smurf your point. Does Papa know about this?"
Sassette shuffled her feet and mumbled, "Well, we wanted to smurf a Smurf or Smurfette to take us before we asked, so he'll let us when he finds out you're gonna take us."
"Alright. I guess that works. Just come and find me when he smurfs it's okay. Alright?"
Sassette nodded enthusiastically and ran off, probably to find the other Smurflings or Papa Smurf.
Gutsy grunted as he carried a large pile of firewood in his arms to his mushroom.
"Gutsy! Gutsy!" A small voice called to him. He decided to take a short break and placed the wood on the ground as Slouchy Smurfling came up to him.
"What es it, lad?"
"Uh, me and the Smurflings were wondering if you could smurf us camping. Papa said he wanted someone good and strong to take us. So, can ya? Please?"
Gutsy thought for a moment. It had been a while since he had done any winter camping. But it was the best time to have a campfire, tell stories, and even enjoy some hot cocoa. It was also the best time to get some peace and quiet in the forest.
He finally shrugged his shoulders, replying, "Eh, why not? I always loved winter campin'. Just smurf me where and when."
Slouchy perked up and nodded, "I'll tell you when I tell Papa! Bye!"
Gutsy had never seen a Smurfling run as fast as Slouchy Smurfling did. He actually found it quite suspicious since it was Slouchy Smurfling.
Then again, Gutsy had never been the type to overthink things. He just brushed it off of his mind and lifted the firewood to carry to his mushroom.
"She said yes, guys!" Sassette said to the Smurfling boys as she entered their own mushroom. "Did Gutsy say he'd take us, too?"
"Yup," Slouchy nodded. "Everything's all smurfed in place."
"And they don't suspect a thing! I sure hope this plan works," Nat remarked.
"Smurfaroo. Of course, it'll work! Let's just hope they won't mind the both of them taking us camping," Snappy pointed out.
"Actually, all we have to hope is that Papa Smurf will actually let us go camping at all," Slouchy said.
Sassette's eyes widened in shock, "You mean you didn't ask Pappy, yet?"
"I went to ask Gutsy, so I asked Nat to do it," Slouchy replied.
"I went to distract Brainy so he wouldn't want to come, so I asked Snappy to do it," Nat said.
"And I forgot to do it!" Snappy snapped slapping a hand on his forehead.
Sassette rolled her eyes and said, "I'll go ask Pappy right now. We need this to work!"