Jo: (zonked out sleeping on the couch) ….mallet...chainsaw...chocolate...
Peewit: (holding a feather in one hand and a can of shaving cream in the other) (snickers) This is going to be good!
Me: I don't think that's the wisest thing to do Peewit
Peewit: Ah your no fun.
Me: Peewit, I mean it! Don't!
Peewit:(ignores me as he sprays the shaving cream in Jo's hand)
Johan: It was nice knowing him
Peewit:(tickles Jo's nose with the feather)
Jo: Hnnnh (wipes her face with the hand with the shaving cream and instantly wakes up) What the-?
Peewit: Hahahaha!
Jo: (realizes whats happened and narrows her eyes)(deadly tone) Peebrain!
Peewit: Hahaha-huh?
Jo:(pulls out her chainsaw)
Peewit: Oh smurf!
Jo: YOUR DEAD JESTER! (proceeds to chase him wielding her chainsaw)
Me: Yep! He's a dead man.
Johan: Flowerpower71 does not own me Peewit or any of the smurfs. We all belong to Peyo
Me: The maniac wielding the chainsaw known as Jo belongs to CartoonCaster21. I only own myself, Thomas, & the royal family. Enjoy the chapter!
Peewit: MOMMA!
Jo: GET BACK HERE!
The four teens and two royals were currently wandering through the woods trying to find the way to Gregorian's lair. However there was one tiny little problem.
"Were lost!" Jo groaned throwing her head back in exasperation.
"Were not lost Jo...we just have no idea where we are." Livy mumbled.
"I thought you said you knew where Gregorian's castle was Johan." Raffin snapped, worried sick for his wife and little sister.
"I said I THINK I might remember the way your highness." Johan corrected. "Keep in mind that it has been years since Peewit and I have been there. Plus this isn't our kingdom."
"How did you find Gregorian's lair in the first place?" Gerard asked.
"Oh that was easy," Peewit said. "We just had Tracker Smurf lead the way."
"Who's Tracker Smurf?" Raffin asked raising an eyebrow. Livy, Jo, Johan and Gerard all glared at the pint sized jester. Once again he had spoken before he thought.
"He's a friend of ours." Livy explained. Well, it wasn't a lie, Tracker is there friend. "He's good at finding things."
"Where's Tracker when you need him?" Jo mumbled under her breath.
"Hello? Did someone say my name?"
Everyone stopped when they heard the voice. The nearby bushes rustled and Raffin's eyes popped out of his head as a small little blue humanoid like creature wearing white pants and a white hat with a red feather, carrying a hiking stick.
"Tracker!"
"Johan! Peewit! Jo! Livy! Gerard!" What a pleasant surprise." the hiking smurf exclaimed approaching the teens.
"Boy howdy are we glad to see you." Jo exclaimed.
"Pardon the interruption," a stunned and very very confused Raffin said. "But who are you?"
"Oh my apologies your majesty," Tracker said noticing the crown on the princes head as he bowed. "I am Tracker Smurf."
"What's a smoof?"
"Smurf." Everyone said in unison.
"With an 'urf'" Tracker added.
"The Smurfs are our friends Raffin." Peewit spoke up.
"And Handy Smurf is the creator of Clockwork." Gerard explained to his cousin-in-law.
Raffin leaned in closer and studied the hiking smurf. "Well you certainly do resemble Clockwork quite a bit."
"What are you doing here Tracker?" Livy finally asked the question that everyone was thinking.
"I was just passing through on my journey to retrieve a special tree sap for one of Papa Smurf's potions." Tracker explained as he reached into a smurf sized bag and pulled out a small jar of the brown sticky substance. "Anyway, I heard voices and someone say my name. Once I smurfed it was you I decided to show myself. And I smurf it's safe to assume that his majesty is a friend of yours?" Tracker asked pointing to Raffin.
The prince chuckled slightly before answering. "Tis an honor to meet you Tracker. I am Prince Raffin."
Tracker nodded but his eyes suddenly widened with realization. "Prince Raffin? As in Savina's Raffin?"
"You know my wife?"
"She's a friend of the smurfs."
"Yeah okay, sorry to break up this happy reunion," Jo interrupted not feeling sorry in the least. "But where kinda on a time schedule. You know your wife and little sister being kidnapped by a freaky bird headed old dude and all."
"Kidnapped?" Tracker asked confused.
"Yes, The Raven Wizard Gregorian has returned and kidnapped Savina and Raffin's younger sister Jinora." Johan explained.
"Oh dear!" Tracker gasped.
"Johan and Peewit mentioned that you and a few other smurfs helped find Gregorian's castle the first time that Savina was kidnapped." Livy said.
"Indeed we did." Tracker nodded. "I sniffed out and lead the way."
"Do you think you can do it again?" Peewit asked, to which the hiking smurf gave an affirmative nod.
"Gladly! Papa will understand my running late. Now do you have something of Gregorian's that I can sniff to smurf the scent?"
Everyone's face fell as they realized that they did not. That is until Gerard spoke up and asked "Will this do?" Everyone turned and saw that the boy king held a blue piece of fabric in his hand.
"What is that?" Livy asked for everyone.
"It is a piece of Gregorian's clothing. It ripped off when I fell off of him." Gerard explained sheepishly.
"You kept that all this time?" Jo asked raising an eyebrow.
Gerard just shrugged in response. "I figured it might come in handy." He bent down and handed the cloth to the red feathered hat wearing smurf. Tracker brought the cloth to his nose and took a big whiff. Then another. And another. And one more for good measure. He then began to sniff the air. "South by south east." (sniff sniff sniff) "Yes that's definitely it."
"He's got the scent!" Livy exclaimed.
Johan bent down and grabbed Tracker and sat the hiking smurf on Bayard's head. "Lead the way Tracker!"
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"We must continue on foot my friends." Johan said as he tied Bayard's reins to a tree. "The ground is to soft for horses."
Tracker had lead the search and rescue party into a creepy bog. The trees were so thick that the sunlight did not break through the branches. Not that there was much sun by now anyway. It had began to set by the time the party had reached the entrance of the bog. An eerie mist covered the area and the air was thick and muggy.
As everyone tied their horses to the trees, Peewit had stepped forward and into the water, sinking up to his waist. "I forgot about this part."
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Back at the castle Thomas and Clockwork were busy keeping a watch on the frozen royals. Making sure they didn't melt.
"It's freezing in here!" Thomas exclaimed as he wrapped himself up in a blanket.
"Squee chee." Clockwork nodded in agreement, also wrapped up in the blanket. Yes the wind was doing an excellent job at keeping the monarchs from melting, however, after awhile, the cool breeze had become a little bit too cool for the bartender and wooden smurf.
Thomas shivered slightly as he looked longingly at the fireplace wishing he could build a fire.
"I don't think a small fire would be so bad...do you Clockwork?"
Clockwork shivered slightly but shook his head no. "Chirp cheep cheep squeak."
"Aw come on, just a small one? What harm could it do?" Thomas persuaded.
Clockwork scowled but shivered uncontrollably.
"It will just be for a few minutes then we'll put it out."
Clockwork paused. A nice fire would be nice. Plus if they put it out once they got warm would it really cause such harm? "Cheep cheep."
"Alright!" Thomas exclaimed, jumping up from the chair and running to the stack of firewood next to the fireplace. He tossed in a few logs and then lit a match and the fire roared to life.
"Aah, much better." Thomas sighed holding his hands out in front of him. Clockwork chirped and nodded his head in agreement, his shivers ceasing. Unnoticed by both however was the beads of water that began to sweat off the frozen kings and queen.
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"Hold it everysmurf!" Tracker shouted after they had been trekking through the bog for quite some time. Everyone came to a sudden halt and smacked into each other.
"That's quicksand. Fearful stuff." Tracker explained as he stood on the edge of the bank where a large puddle of quicksand was.
"Hey I remember this." Peewit exclaimed standing next to Tracker and looking at the puddle. "We reached the quicksand right before-"
"CAW! CAW!"
The jester never got to finish his sentence as two ravens flew out from nowhere and suddenly pushed both Peewit and Tracker into the quicksand.
"The ravens!" Johan gasped.
"Take cover!" Gerard yelled as another raven flew over his head, just missing it by inches.
"Back! Back I say!" Raffin threatened swinging his sword haphazardly as four ravens circled around him.
"What's with these birds?" Livy asked as one raven chased her.
"They are under Gregorian's control." Johan explained dive bombing onto the ground.
Jo grabbed a big stick and swung it, smacking a raven and sending it flying deep back into the bog.
"A home run! And the crowd goes wild! Whoo!" Jo cheered running around in a circle. However the celebration was short lived as a bunch of ravens suck up behind her and snatched her off the ground using their talons.
"Hey! Put me down! Put me do-OOOWWWWNNN!" Jo screamed as the ravens suddenly dropped her into the quicksand. "Stupid birds!"
"Johan! Livy! Help!" Peewit yelled as he, Jo and Tracker began to sink.
"Hold on I'll get you-WHOA!" Raffin yelped as he too was pushed in.
"Is it just me or is it getting a little crowded in here?" Tracker asked sarcastically as he struggled to pull his arms up.
"There's to many of them!" Gerard yelled as he swatted at the attacking fowl with a big stick. "We can't fight them off."
Livy was shooting off arrows left and right trying to hits the ravens. She managed to ground a few by hitting them in the wing, but most managed to fly out of the way before they could get hit. Livy reached her hand back to grab another arrow only to discover her quiver empty.
"Crap!" She cursed. Almost as if realizing the danger was no more the ravens swooped in and tried to attack the girl.
"Double crap!" Livy squeaked as she made a run for it. One of the ravens swooped around front of her and tried to snatch at her locket. Luckily the latch on the locket held but the birds flew in determined to get their prey.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Livy whipped around and smiled with relief when she saw Gerard had taken out the ravens with the stick.
"Thanks."
"No worries M'lady."
"Livy! Your highness! Watch out!" but Johan's warning came to late as two more ravens flew out and caught the two off guard, sending them into the quicksand.
"Triple crap!" Livy yelled as she and Gerard surfaced, spitting out the quicksand that had gotten into her mouth.
"Don't worry, I got a plan." Johan assured. The squire had climbed up into a tree by the quicksand and lowered a vine down to his friends below. However he felt something ram into him from behind and screamed as he was pushed out of the tree and into the quicksand by a raven.
"Not one of your better plans." Jo said dryly as he ancestor popped up next to her.
"That plan didn't even work the first time!" Peewit snapped at his friend.
"I thought the ravens were gone!" Johan shot back.
"I hate to interrupt," Raffin interrupted. "But-"
"WERE SINKING!" Jo shrieked in horror thrashing around.
"Don't move Jo! You sink faster that way." Tracker warned causing the raven haired girl to freeze.
"Don't worry, I got us out of here the first time, and I shall do it again." Johan said as he appeared to be struggling to reach something under the sand. "If I could just...I got it!" he exclaimed as he pulled one arm free and held up his sword triumphantly. The squire then proceeded to shift through the quicksand trying to make it to the edge.
"Hurry it up will you!" Peewit snapped, now buried up to his neck in sand while everyone else was buried up to their shoulders.
Johan didn't reply but kept pressing onward. When he finally made it to the edge he stuck his sword deep into the side and pulled himself up and out of the sand.
"JOHAN!" The calls of his friends caused the squire to whip his head around and he gasped upon seeing everyone up to their necks.
"Hurry!" Peewit said right before he was pulled under.
"Peewit!" Jo gasped right before she and Tracker went under as well.
Johan scurried to his feet and ran to the rope he had earlier. He twirled it around, over his head and tossed it out into the quick sand. Livy, who was the last one above, grabbed onto the rope just before she went under completely.
"NO!" Johan shouted in horror. He felt a tug on the rope and then pulled with all his might. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Livy broke through the surface, followed by Gerard, Raffin, Jo, and Peewit with Tracker on the end. Everyone gasped and panted as they collapsed onto the ground.
"Is everyone alright?" Johan asked running up to his friends, but paused when he noticed Gerard placing a hand on the panting Livy's shoulder.
"Are you...alright?" the boy king asked between pants.
"I think so." Livy gasped trying to get her breath back.
Johan felt a strange feeling well up inside of him. He did not like the way that Gerard was looking at her. Oddly enough this feeling was somewhat familiar to him. He had felt it briefly all those months ago when Livy had returned after the whole "deer incident."
"Get a grip on yourself Johan!" he chastised himself shaking the feeling off. "He's her friend. He's your friend. He's just concerned." The squire shook his head again and ran up to Livy and hugged her while Gerard checked on his cousin-in-law and Tracker.
"Peewit are you alright?" Jo asked the pint sized jester who was flat on his back.
"I'm fine." he said as he sat up.
"You sure? You were under there the longest out of all of us." Jo pressed looking at the boy with concern in her cerulean blue eyes. Peewit felt his cheeks grow hot when he looked at her and then quickly turned his head looking away from her.
"Y-yeah. I'm fine. I'll live."
"Well...good." Jo smiled slightly. Peewit smiled back.
"Are you okay?" Peewit asked changing the subject.
"I am now," Jo said. She blushed when she realized how that must have sounded. "Now that were out of the quicksand I mean. Hehehe." she answered quickly giving a nervous laugh, feeling her own face begin to flush.
"R-right." Peewit said blushing as well. They sat in an awkward silence before, much to their relief Johan announced it was time to get going.
"Well now that everyone's alright, we must continue on." Johan announced. "The castle's not that much farther but it's still a long journey and we don't have much time."
Everyone nodded and got to their feet. Jo hauled herself up and went to follow but her foot caught on an exposed root. She gasped as she started to fall, but felt a pair of hands catch her before she hit the ground. Jo felt her cheeks turn a deeper shade of red when she realized who the hands belonged to.
"Er-th-thanks Peewit." she stuttered as the blonde boy helped her to her feet.
"Don't mention it." Peewit mumbled not looking at Jo, but she could still see the blush on his face. Both snapped out of it and jogged to catch up with their friends. Jo couldn't help but notice the sly smile that was on Livy's face.
"You say one word Livy, just one word, and your going back in the quicksand." Jo threatened, just loud enough for the brunette to hear. Livy smirked but 'zipped' her mouth shut.
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Jinora groaned as she started to come to. She didn't remember falling asleep though. The last thing that she remembered was Savina grabbing her hand and then running for the door but it was locked, and then nothing.
The young princess shook her head and groaned again trying to clear away the fuzziness. She blinked a few times as her vision finally came into focus. It was then that she finally realized that she was in some sort of cage. Actually it seemed more like a human sized-
"A bird cage?"
"Oh Jinora! Thank goodness your awake!"
The violet eyed princess turned her head and saw that Savina was in a bird cage next to hers. (Though Savina's was slightly larger since she was taller)
"Savina? Wh-what happened? Where are we?"
"You are in my dungeon young princess."
"Gregorian!" Savina snarled as the Raven Wizard himself entered the room and approached the cages.
"Why Savina you remembered me." Gregorian taunted.
"Hard to forget the man with a ravens head who kidnapped me and locked me in a bird cage." the red headed princess said coldly crossing her arms, glaring daggers at her former tutor. "How dare you return and kidnap me and Jinora?"
"Same reason I kidnapped you the first time. To steal your beauty using the heart diamond to return myself back to normal." Gregorian explained. The Raven Wizard approached Jinora's cage and peered inside, smiling an evil smile. The younger princess tried to put on a brave face but couldn't help but gulp.
"And you young one," Gregorian purred still looking into the cage, "Your youth shall return me to my normal, younger self."
"You lay one hand on her you knave and I swear-"
"Nuh, uh, uh" Gregorian tsked, shaking his head and frowning. "Such language from a princess."
"You-You won't get away with this Gregorian." Jinora spoke.
"That's right." Savina nodded. "Johan and Peewit defeated you the first time, and they will do it again."
"And knowing Raffin, he's on his way here along with them right now." Jinora added, growing braver with each word she spoke, but they were dashed as Gregorian began to cackle madly.
"I expected that those meddling boys and foolish prince would try to interfere. So this time, I am prepared for them. They shall not foil my plans again." Gregorian turned and started out of the room but stopped and looked one last time at his captives. "Face it princesses, tonight, when the moon is full, your beauty and your youth, shall be mine! And there is nothing anyone can do to stop me." Gregorian began to cackle again and left the room.
"Don't worry Jinora," Savina said reaching through the bars of her cage and grabbing her sister-in-laws hand. "A proper princess never gives up hope...never."
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"Hey Johan, you alright?"
The sound of his best friend's voice brought the squire out of his thoughts. Well actually, it was more like seething. Tracker was still leading the way to Gregorian's castle and Raffin was following behind. Livy and Gerard were walking side by side behind the prince and in front of Johan, while Jo and Peewit drifted all over the line.
Even though they were supposed to be focused, the group had made idle chit chat here and there, mostly to break the eerie silence. At some point, Gerard and Livy had drifted off into their own deep conversation, about one thing or another. Johan grew slightly angry as at one point when Livy began to laugh at something funny Gerard apparently had said, and all the while he kept glaring at the young king. It was Peewit's question that finally brought the squire back to reality.
"Yes Peewit I'm fine."
"Why were you glaring at Gerard?" the jester asked. By now the two had fallen back behind in the group so that no one could hear them.
"I wasn't glaring."
"Yeah you were."
"No, I wasn't."
"Yeah you were. I saw."
"Your just seeing things." Johan snapped. "Now come on before we fall to far behind." and with that the squire picked up his pace and jogged to catch up with the others. Peewit raised and eyebrow but ran to catch up.
Me:(dressed as Yoda from Star Wars) Jealous, Johan is. Trouble for later. Why like this I am? Idea I have none.
All: What?
Me: Yeah I have no idea what I'm doing. This is what happens when I write after I eat sugar. :3 So sorry for the late update and for the slightly shorter than normal chapter, but I like torturing ya'll with cliffhangers. (evil smile)
Jo: Yeah and she has been lazy as well
Me:. . . . . . . Well . . .. . . Maybe a little bit. But it happens to the best of us. :P Anyway hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and please leave a review. Bye! Bye! :)
P.S. Please do not ask me how Thomas was able to understand Clockwork. Just go with it. :P