Chapter 10: Enemy is Near, part 1
FOUR MONTHS LATER
It was a beautiful day, and a group of smurfettes took Hefty along to go pick smurfberries. The strong smurf realized that it had been a while since he went smurfberry picking, and for him, this felt good.
The smurfettes have been such gracious hostesses. They've been giving him the five-star treatment ever since his health improved, especially when the smurfettes realized how strong he was. The only smurfette that seems less enthusiastic with Hefty's strength was Toughette. After their smurf-volley ball game months ago the two of them have been competing with each other over anything. Whether it is sports, or chores, Hefty and Toughette would see who would get the most done in the quickest time.
Hefty, finally looks over to Toughette. As soon as she realized the smurf was looking at her, she glanced back in return. Hefty immediately smirked at her as if to say, 'bet I can pick more berries then you'. Toughette smirked back as if to say, 'your on'. The two of them starts right away to race by picking as many berries at once.
Just then they heard a group of smurfettes screaming in the next meadow. Instantly, Hefty and Toughette dropped their baskets and run to investigate the commotion. The rest of the smurfettes in their group tagged along behind them.
As soon as Heft, Toughette, and the others reached the other meadow they see what is exciting the rest of the smurfettes. A large blue-gray cat is chasing them.
"IT'S PHOEBE!" Screamed the panicking smurfettes.
"Oh great." Growled Toughette.
"Phoebe?" Questioned Hefty.
"I'll explain later...could us your help, however. We need to distract Phoebe, so the others can smurf to safety." Toughette ordered.
"That shouldn't be a problem. I've dealt with cats before." Hefty gloated as he stretched his fingers forward, causing them to make crackling sounds.
"So brave..." Cooed one of the blond haired smurfettes standing behind them.
"Er, right." Toughette groaned with a raised eyebrow at her. She then turns back to Hefty. "Ready?"
"You bet. Lets go." The Smurf replied as he prepared to run.
Like a bolt of lightning, Toughette and Hefty ran right in front of the blue-gray cat distracting her to follow them instead of the rest of the smurfettes. Phoebe eagerly chased the smurf and smurfette away from the meadow. This gave the perfect opportunity for the others to make it back home. A few of the smurfettes stayed behind in a tree to make sure Toughette and Hefty would be able to escape the evil cat.
Hefty and Toughette ran as fast as their little legs could carry them. Not surprising, Phoebe has no trouble keeping up. The only advantage the young smurf and smurfette have is their quick movements around tight corners. To even confuse the cat even more, Hefty and Toughette split up in two directions and ran around Phoebe. When Phoebe stopped to figure out which blue creature to follow, Hefty and Toughette took this opportunity to run behind the cat and kick her hard in the back end. Phoebe yelped, but by the time she turned to hiss at her attackers they were gone. Feeling embarrassed, Phoebe decided to head for home.
In a near by bush, Toughette and Hefty high-fives each other then rejoins the other smurfette's before heading home.
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"So, where does Phoebe come from?" Hefty asked once they had reached the safety of the village.
"Phoebe and her owner, a witch by name of Gloria, both live in an old house, east, towards the dry edge of the forest." Toughette explained.
"Needless to say, these two are trying to capture us because they think they can turn us..." Gingerette adds before being cut off.
"Let me guess... Gloria thinks she can turn smurfettes into gold?" Hefty interrupted with a chuckle.
"Diamonds, actually." Brainette corrected as she walked up with Mama Smurf at her side.
"I take it that you've smurfed with similar experiences such as this before?" Mama Smurf asked intriguingly.
"Sort of, but with a wizard, named Gargamel and his cat, Azrael." Hefty remembered in thought.
"It is interesting how our two worlds seem so similar in certain ways." Mama Smurf spook in wonder.
"Yes, it is…" Hefty trailed of as that run in with Phoebe did remind him of Azrael. He let out a sigh knowing he was now feeling quit home sick.
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MEANWHILE …At the edge of the eastern forest sits an old house. From inside a woman cackled to herself over a plan she was working on. This woman is no ordinary middle-aged woman, she is a witch. She had black stringy hair that reaches shoulder length. Her dress was a dark grayish color with patches sewn on her elbows and one on the side of her gown.
"Soon, I will have those allusive smurfettes in my clutches." Crowed Gloria as she sprinkled the next ingredient in her potion. "All I need is one more ingredient in order for my spell to work… PHOEBE!" She screeched towarded the window.
The blue-gray cat jumps onto the ledge after hearing her name being called out. She meowed snobbishly at her owner before licking one of her front paws.
"Where are the smurfberries I requested?" Gloria asked her pet.
A guilty expression suddenly had replaced Phoebe's arrogant look. She slowly shook her head and meowed an apology to the human witch.
"Why you stupid, worthless, bag of fur and fleas!" Gloria bellowed shaking her fist at the cat. She then picked up an empty jar and threw it at Phoebe.
Phoebe gave a yelp as she ducked out of the way. She quickly jumped off outside of the windowsill where it was safer.
"Well, I see if I'm going to have something done right, as usual, I will have to handle them myself." The witch growled as she picked up her carry bag and threw it over her shoulder.
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TWENTY MINUTES LATER…Hefty, Toughette, Mama Smurf, and a small group of other smurfettes decided to try again and grab some smurfberries before the sun went down. To help pass the time a couple of smurfettes sing a merry tune, with Melody leading the song. Without them realizing a humanoid shadow creeps up to the scene. Gloria poked her head through the bush and is appalled to see a group of smurfettes singing while picking smurfberries.
"Disgusting smurfettes singing their disgusting tunes of joy and happiness…" Scowled Gloria. "What's this?" She stopped mocking the smurfettes tune when something caught her eye. Something she never would expect to see in her lifetime. One of the smurfettes move and from behind appeared into view is the one and only, Hefty Smurf. He turned to smile at Valvette, whom is batting her eyes at him in a flirtatious manner.
"Could it be…? Is it possible…? It is… it's a smurf!" Gloria came to the conclusion. "Why, then it's true… They do exist. How delicious." She cooed, with an evil grin and rubbing her hands together in an eagerly manner. With a low chuckle, Gloria reached into her bag and pulled out a small object.
The un-expecting smurfettes and Hefty continue to pick their berries, when suddenly a tiny perfume shaped glass jar came crashing in the middle of the field. A large puff of pink smoke appears and covers the entire area, creating panic from the smurfettes.
"What's going on?" Hefty demanded.
"It has to be Gloria." Mama Smurf stated. "Better make a run for it…"
Before Mama Smurf, Hefty, Toughette, Valvette, and Melody could take five steps a large net traps them. They are all lifted up into the air. When the five of them were raised passed the pink smoke, they saw Gloria peering down at them with a large, evil grin.
"Oh, what do I have here? It would appear I have captured three smurfettes, Mama Smurf… And what's this…one single smurf? Well, if that don't beat all…" Gloria let in a loud gasp when she notices that Melody is still holding onto her basket filled with smurfberries. "Aahhh, and look at this. It would appear that you have collected the one very ingredient I need for my potion… Smurfberries! I certainly hit the jackpot tonight!" She laughed in triumph as she started walking away back into the forest.
From a nearby tree a couple of smurfettes watch on with concern as their Mama Smurf, Hefty, and other sisters are being taken away by one of their greatest enemies.
"Tar nation! What are we going to do?" Cowgirl cried.
"We have to smurf something. Who knows what Gloria has smurfed?" Klutzette whined.
"Well, we will have to go rescue them." Brainette calmly replied.
"How?" Gingerette asked throwing her fists onto her hips.
"Don't worry… I'll smurf up a plan." Brainette added convincingly.