It was a rainy day in Smurf Village. Outside was pouring down, soaking a little at the village. All the Smurfs were inside doing like reading and playing. Except for one.

Yasmin stayed in her bedroom while her sisters/friends Lori and Jenny were sleeping at their boyfriends' home. The rain always make her sad, since she was not in a good mood. It was the day that her boyfriend plan something just for her. A birthday was supposed to be a celebration, since today she couldn't help but remember in her human years, when her parents died since she was a baby. Though she knew she had a home here in Smurf Village and was loved by everybody, she couldn't shake her feelings that they love her because she was the only girl to wear crop tops and wears eyeliners.

Groaning to herself, she covered her face and entire body with her blankets. Soon tears had formed on her cheeks ruining her black eyeliners when there was a knock on the door. Yasmin then tried her best with her voice from crying as she replied.

"Who's there and what do you want?"

"Ello Yasmin! It's Sweepy! Is it alright if I come in, please?"

Yasmin then think to herself. Honestly, she didn't want nobody, but she wouldn't want Sweepy stay in the rain for too long and being so cold. "Enter," her voice choked a little, giving away her crying a little.

Sweepy entered her pink-white house, relieved to be out of the rain so he won't be soaked and cold from the rain. His normal self was already clean thanks the worst weather as he then looked around for a short amount of time. Upon looking, he soon recognized the little Smurfette was hiding herself under her blankets. Not only he would have to admit it, but Yasmin was his friend and her actions confused him a little, as he was feeling tackled with a hug better. He waited for a minute to see if the Smurfette would show herself to him.

"Why are you hidin' in the bed?" his accent was thick that he slowly but gently approached her bed.

The Smurfette was about to say something, until there was another knock at the door. Sweepy then opened it up and saw it was not only but Handy and Hefty, carrying a cute small gift box with a flower wrapped around it. The three older Smurfs had already become friends thanks to Yasmin's friends, which they had spent hours with each other, helping one another just to have a good time.

"Hey Sweepy!" Handy shakes the sweep Smurf's hand.

"'Ello 'Efty, 'Andy," Sweepy replied with a small smile. "What's up?"

"We'd figure that we'd come to see the special smurfday Smurfette today!" Hefty grinned, setting the gift down on a pink table behind the lamp which was already bright.

"Where is she, anyway?" Handy looked around the room covered with birds and Sweetie Pie, Yasmin's pet bird.

"I'm here."

Both Hefty and Handy then looked past Sweepy to see the bed. Both of the Smurfs then frown, knowing this isn't like this for the little Smurfette to be like this for her special day.

"Honey, what'cha doing under there, hmm?" Handy had also set the gift on the pink table, as the three Smurfs slowly made their way to her bed.

"Hiding, that's what," her only muffled response she just did. The Smurfs watched her shifting her position a little, confusing still watching them.

"Why?" Sweepy questioned.

They then heard her cry softly. "Nobody really likes my beautiful looks. Except for my friends," her voice was feeling cracked while she cried harder. "I don't know why!"

Sweepy had to take back by the outburst from her as he heard Yasmin in a mess of cry and tears. Handy and Hefty jumped, sadness filling their hearts already. The chimney sweep Smurf then sets his broom down on the hard floor and took a seat on the bed with her while the two kneeled gently by her side. Sweepy began to rub her slender back slowly while she cried.

"What do you mean, 'you're beautiful looks'?" Hefty asked over the model one's crying. "You're the smurfiest Smurfette I've ever met since you first fell in love with me...afterwards."

"Yeah," Handy petted the Smurfette's head through her blankets.

"If it weren't for you an' your best friends, I wouldn't have made more friends!" Sweepy nodded toward Hefty and Handy, who they nodded back. "You've done so many smurfy fashions Yasmin. Don' cry please, fashion model."

Yasmin's sobs then quieted when she heard their voices. The three always know the best way to make her feel better. She then felt her covers around her face away. She opened her eyes which was already in tears and looked up at Sweepy who was already grinning sadly looking down at her. "There ya are. Smurfy as evah before."

Yasmin couldn't help but grin a little as she then rolled over on her back to face better to all three of her fellow Smurfs. Hefty and Handy shared Sweepy's expression. "I'm not feeling smurfy right now."

Hefty glanced at both Handy and Sweepy, in confusion on his face. They weren't experienced in this, even though they knew that their Yasmin needed them more.

"I don't see why," Sweepy pet her shoulders. "You look smurfy to me."

Yasmin frowned sadly. "Looking smurfy like this doesn't mean I'm so smurfy all the time Sweepy."

"Hold on, fashion designer," Sweepy ruffled her pink hair a bit. "You look so smurfy."

"You act so smurfy, your voice is smurfy," Handy brush her hair from her tear-stained eyeliners.

"Your heart is smurfy." Hefty soothingly said.

Yasmin grinned a bit. "But really..."

Sweepy still tried to figure a way to make the little Smurfette that she was a smurfy Smurfette. An idea had come to his mind and glanced back at the two Smurfs. They caught his idea and nodded in agreement. It was a great idea for the three of them communicate to her without speaking to one another.

"You know what?" Sweepy grinned. "I think there is something we 'aven't tried before."

Yasmin crossed her arms and frowned a little once again, worried about what was going to happen. "W-what do you mean by that?"

Hefty scoot a little closer. "Something we have tried ourselves."

Yasmin became puzzled, but confused. "What do you mean?" she asked again.

"Well," Handy slyly reached for the young Smurfette. We'll show you, but you're going to close your eyes."

Yasmin don't know what was happening as Handy reached her pretty face. But she did what was told and closed her eyes carefully, not ruining her eyeliners. It wasn't a few seconds until she felt Handy's fingers gently tickling her chin, causing her to giggle so cute slightly from the gentle touch from him. The two older Smurfs tried to refrain from giggling themselves while she crinkled her sweet face.

"Hehehehehehehehehe...that tickles! Hehehehehehehehehehe!"

The boys laughed as Handy then pulled his hand away from her chin. Yasmin opened her eyes, finally smiling. "What was that for anyway?"

"We had to see is your giggle is smurfy," Handy grinned. "It's one of the most smurfy giggles ever," he tapped his girl's nose.

Yasmin giggled. "Oh you..."

"Now I 'ave another one," Sweepy said. With only one motion he reached his black broom, dried and fluffy now, reaching it toward the Smurfette. Yasmin was about to get a word to say something, Sweepy tickled her face and neck with the broom making Yasmin laugh as she tried to attempt to stop the ticklish part. Handy laughed and assisted Sweepy to hold her still. Without being able to stop and protect herself, Yasmin laughed so hard.

"I think her laugh is smurfy also!" Sweepy laughed as he ended his attack to her. Yasmin then have a moment to calm down and breathe from laughing so hard before she spoke.

"I guess I'm pretty smurfy, huh?"

All three Smurfs nodded, the she was finally better instead of bad mood.

"I'm able to stay here 'cuz I'm smurfy, correct?"

"More than that," Hefty smiled, using only half of the strength, he jumped over the Smurfette landing on the other side of her bed with her, causing her to squeal, before laughing again. Handy shook his head as they all laughed.

"More than that, huh?" Yasmin managed finally choking out.

"Yeah," Hefty smiled, looping an arm around the little Smurfette. "You're gonna stay here 'cuz we love you Yasmin."

"Yeah," Handy joined the hug.

Sweepy smiled and closed the hugging circle with the boys and Yasmin. "We love you fashionista."

Yasmin laughed again. "I love you three too."

After a moment of cuddling, Yasmin broke the silence. "Hey boys?"

"Yeah?"

"Let's do another tickle fight 'cuz let's be fair about it perhaps."

The three boys couldn't help but laugh out loud, grinning down at her while she giggled also.

"I suppose this is in ord'ah!" Sweepy smiled lunging Hefty, who quickly giggles. Yasmin tickled Sweepy, but she was caught off guard by Handy who kissed her on the cheek sweetly. There was a fair game, tickling each other ending up each other a giggle, before they decided to defend one another. Sweepy squeal with laughter, while Handy's giggling was cute. Hefty tried to tickle cute Yasmin, but tickled her, since it was a little tickle fight for his strength for her. This had lasted the whole afternoon, and neither the Smurfs give up.

It's now finally evening and Handy come closer to Yasmin with a dinner he did for her. Entering her house, he smiled at the sight of her pretty makeup she had done earlier.

The Smurfs and Yasmin were sleeping as Yasmin was in Hefty's arms, cradling her, Sweepy half laying on Hefty's legs, leaning up against Yasmin's bed, head resting gently at Yasmin's side. Handy tried to leave and not having the heart to wake then where he heard a gentle voice from Yasmin.

"Honey?"

He turned back to see Yasmin blinking her eyes tiredly. "Sorry to woken you, my little girlfriend."

She quietly giggled. "That's alright."

"That was fun huh?" Handy whispered.

"Yeah, since you made me so happy."

Handy blushed a little. "I know."

Yasmin nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Maybe we could do it in your day."

Handy wrapped his arms around her waist, a big grin on his face. "Yeah. That would be good. Is there anything I get for before I leave to see something?"

Yasmin blushed and shook her head with a smile on her pretty face. "Not," and gave him a kiss on the lips, "I'm so smurfy, all right." She then gave him another kiss as Handy returned the kiss. This is the best smurfday ever! she thought to herself.

The End:3