Chapter 11: Enemy's Near, part 2
TWENTY MINUTES LATER, Back at Gloria's home
Gloria walked into her home with a proud look on her face. She had a firm grip on the net filled with four smurfettes and one smurf out in front of her.
"I don't know where you came from, little Smurf, but when I do find out, be sure I'll hunt the rest of your kind too." Gloria chuckled.
"Highly doubt you will succeed." Hefty huffed, crossing his arms.
"First things first," Gloria cooed as she dropped the smurfettes and Hefty into a cage on her table. She then grabbed Melody's basket of smurfberries. Melody tried to struggle to keep the basket in her hands, but eventually Gloria won. In the process, it caused Melody to fall forward. Hefty goes up to her and helped her back up on her feet.
"I need these to finish my spell. Then I will test it on a few of you." Gloria finished with an evil smirk as she addresses the small basket filled with smurfberries.
Toughette grabbed hold of the wooden bars and begins to shake them violently. With no luck, she saw that she was unable to break them. With a defeated sigh, Toughette turned to Mama Smurf. "What are we going to do now, Mama Smurf?"
"I'm not sure yet, my young smurfette, but with some cleaver planning we will smurf out of here soon." Mama whispered as she eyes the window carefully. She can sense the other young smurfettes coming.
Hefty gently grabs hold of a few of the wooden bars, and like Toughette, he started shaking them. Even though he can bend them slightly, they still could not be broken. He pulled back and pondered for a bit. "With more tug, these bars can break." Hefty announced to the others. "Perhaps if Toughette and I combine our strength, we can succeed."
"Yes. That could work, but wait till I give the signal before you do that. We don't want Gloria to know of our escape plan right away." Mama Smurf ordered.
"Yes, Mama Smurf." Hefty and the smurfettes chime at once.
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MEANWHILE…Brainette, Cowgirl, Klutzette with a few other smurfettes arrive to Gloria's yard. Before they could leave the safety of the bush, they spot Phoebe patrolling the area.
"So now what, brainiack?" Cowgirl scowled at Brainette.
"Yeah, Phoebe looks mighty hungry." Klutzette added.
Brainette pulled out a smurf-sized abacus from her backpack, and started calculating a formula that would help them in this situation. She smiled when her plan took form.
"Cowgirl, smurf the lasso three quarters east, on a two degree angle." Brainette ordered.
Cowgirl was just about to copy that order, when she realized that she didn't get what the smart smurfette said. "Er, come again?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
Brainette lets out an exhausting sigh before pointing towards the right of the front end of the house. "Throw the rope over there…" She growled annoyingly.
"Ok, then." Cowgirl shrugs before spinning her lasso above her head before letting it go. The loop flies towards the house, and as it falls to the ground it tightens around Phoebe's tail.
"NOW!" Brainette cried out as she helped Cowgirl tug on the end of the lasso.
The other smurfettes joined in, and together they were able to yank Phoebe towards them. Phoebe, who was unaware of what was happening to her, let out a loud yelp as she was being flown into the bush where the smurfettes are hiding.
Inside the house, Gloria heard her cat's yelp faintly outside. She glanced up at the window with wonder. "Phoebe?" She whispered. Deciding that it was probably nothing, Gloria shrugged it off before bringing her focus back to the spell.
Gloria wasn't the only one that heard the distress cry of Phoebe. Taking advantage of the fact that the witch has her back to the cage, Mama Smurf looks over to her smurfettes and Hefty. With an approving grin and nod, she gave Toughette and Hefty the go-ahead to start bending the bars.
"Goddess of riches
Goddess of glory
Hear me as I feed you these berries."
Gloria chimed these words as she sprinkles the smurfberries into the brew.
"For times on,
And moons rise,
Turn these smurfettes into diamonds."
As the witch continued to chant her spell, Hefty and Toughette successfully broke two bars on the cage. It was enough for Mama Smurf and the rest of the smurfettes to easily walk out. As they reached the edge of the table, the rescue team had just finished climbing to the window ledge. Cowgirl tossed her lasso up and it snagged on a loose nail on the ceiling rail. Once she knew the rope was secure, Cowgirl then swung up to the table. She handed the rope to Hefty, whom just noticed how high off the ground he was. He quickly hands the rope to Mama Smurf.
"You better go first, Mama Smurf." He suggested after swallowing a large lump in his throat.
For the first time, Mama Smurf could see fear in the smurf's eyes. She sensed his fear and determined it was heights. However, Mama Smurf decided not to say anything about it right at this moment. Instead, she accepts his request for her to go first. "Alright," she whispered before swinging towards the rescue team.
Next to swing to safety was Valvette, then Melody. When the rope returned Hefty tried to get Toughette to go next.
"Oh no, you go next." Toughette demanded, rejecting the rope from Hefty's hand.
"What's smurfing you? Where I come from, smurfettes go first." Hefty barked back.
Cowgirl shakes her head in disbelief. "Would one of you please just go already? I seriously doubt the wicket witch of the east will smurf her spell song forever, you know."
Before Toughette could say another word, Hefty grabbed her and forced her to hold onto the rope. He then pushes her off the table, causing her to swing successfully up to the window ledge. Toughette couldn't help but to let out a scream as Hefty's unpredictable move took her off guard. As soon as she landed onto the window ledge, she turned to glare hard at the smurf. She grinds her teeth as a growl was heard under breath.
"Ah, finished." Gloria coos. She turns to see Cowgirl grabbing her lasso, and Hefty standing on the table. The other smurfettes were not in the cage, and apparently two bars have been broken. "What?" Her voice screeched.
"Uh, oh." Cowgirl winced. Without hesitation she takes a firm grip on her lasso with her left hand and wraped her right arm around Hefty. "Come on, smurf-boy, we're outta here!" She says before taking the leap off the table.
"No! Wait!" Hefty tried to protest, but found it was too late. He shut his eyes tightly, not wishing to look down.
"EEEE-HAAA!" Cowgirl crowed as she and the smurf swung up to the windowsill.
"NO! Get back here! This can't be happening!" Gloria screamed. In all the excitement, the witch slips on some of the liquid potion that dripped from her caldron earlier. As she fell to the floor, Gloria tried to grab the caldron for support. This only to cause it to fall on top of her, spilling the rest of the potion. Expressing her displeasure, Gloria let out a loud screech. "PHOEBE! Catch the smurfettes!"
"Sorry, Phoebe can't come right now. She a little 'tied up' at the moment." Cowgirl teased with a chuckle. She then leapt off the windowsill to join Hefty and the other smurfettes in heading back home.