Disclaimer: I do not in any way own the smurfs… they own me XD

"Smurfing to a Different Beat"

Smurfette sat up in bed, the night air wafting through the open window. She could hear Hefty's deep breathing from next to her. She sighed. It was now or never. "Hefty?"

"Heh, wha?" Was the groggy reply.

"Do… do you love me?"

At this question, Hefty perked up. "What the fuck kind of question is that! Go back to bed." And he fell back to sleep.

Smurfette sighed again and got up. She slipped back on her clothes and left Hefty's hut to search out Vanity. He always knew how to cheer her up.

When she reached Vanity's hut, she heard moans and exclamations from inside. "V-Vanity?" She opened the door slowly, peaking in. "Vanity!" She opened the door all the way to find Vanity and Brainy in a very peculiar situation.

Brainy and Vanity exchanged glances, then Vanity said with a nervous smile, "Uh… I can explain this."

But before Vanity could say anything else, Smurfette fainted dead on the spot.

Smurfette moaned, finally regaining consciousness. Suddenly she shrieked, sitting up quickly. "Where am I!"

A startled Brainy smurf sat down besides her, taking her hand. "It's okay Smurfette, you're in Vanity's hut. You fainted and took a pretty nasty bump to your head."

"So it wasn't a dream… you and Vanity are… are…"

"Yes, Vanity and I are gay…"

"But… why didn't Vanity ever tell me…?"

Brainy made a sidelong glance out the window where Vanity waited impatiently. "Well… he's very… secretive of his alternative lifestyle…"

"Are there any other gay smurfs?"

Brainy was startled for a second, then shook his head. "No… none that I know of…"

"Why is Vanity keeping this a secret?"

"Don't be naïve Smurfette… what would the others think? Besides… Vanity doesn't like to talk about it…"

"But… I'm his friend…"

"We both know that, Smurfette… now let me help you up."

Smurfette took Brainy's hand and he lifted her out of the bed."

"No wonder…"

"No wonder what?"

"No wonder you were never as heart-struck for me as the other smurfs in the village. And to think, I thought you were just too busy with your studies to care for me."

"Well, that's not true Smurfette. I'm never too busy for my friends."

"That's good to hear, Brainy." Smurfette kissed him on the cheek.

Vanity stood up when Brainy and Smurfette came out of his hut. "Well?"

"Well, what?" Brainy looked at his worry-wracked lover in puzzlement.

"She's not going to tell is she!"

"Of course not Vanity, I'd never do that to you. You should know better than that… you're my friend."

"Okay… if you ever told anyone I would never talk to you ever again!"

"Don't worry, Vanity, your secret is safe with me."

"Good, come Brainy let's go to that smurfy cavern you showed me the other day." Vanity took Brainy's arm and tugged him along.

"Good day, Smurfette." Brainy waved to her as they left.

"Good day."

"Hey Smurfette, I see you've been hanging around with Vanity again," Hefty said as she watered the flowers surrounding her hut.

"Yah, so what if I was?"

"You've been going to his hut a lot. Any particular reason?"

"No, I just like talking to him. Now if you will excuse me Hefty, I have some things to do inside."

Hefty placed his arm in front of the door, preventing her from going in. "Don't smurf with me Smurfette. I know what's going on. I wasn't smurfed yesterday."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"What does he have that I don't? Does he have a bigger smurf than me?"

"Hefty!"

"What is it Smurfette? Huh?"

"It's nothing!"

"Nothing? Or something?"

"You're insane! He wouldn't steal me from you even if he wanted to!"

"What?"

"Nothing… it's nothing…"

Smurfette was about to leave when Hefty grabbed her arm. "Tell me you smurfing…"

"Let me go, Hefty! Wait, what are you doing!"

Hefty began to drag her in to her hut. "I'm going to have a little 'smurf' with you."

"No… No… NO!"

"Oh, Smurfette, where are you? I found some smurfy wild flowers that I would know would looks smurfy in your hut," Vanity chimed, knocking on Smurfette's door. When there wasn't any answer he began to get worried. "Smurfette…?"

He slowly opened the door and peeked in. The place was a mess. Furniture and other of Smurfette's belongings were strewn on the floor. Usually, Smurfette keeps her hut nice and tidy.

That's when he heard a soft weeping sound coming from the bedroom. "Smurfette…?"

"Vanity…!"

Vanity walked in to her room and gasped.

Smurfette was sitting next to the bed, her clothes torn to the point to of rags and black and blue marks marred her face.

"Oh Smurfette, what happened to you!" Vanity knelt down beside her, wiping the tears from her face.

"Oh Vanity… I'm so sorry… Hefty came… he… he made me tell… oh Vanity… please forgive me!"

Vanity backed away from her in shock and terror. "No… Smurfette tell me you didn't… please…"

"Sorry Vanity, but she's telling the truth."

Vanity spun around gasping. "Hefty!"

"The one and only…" Hefty grabbed vanity the shoulders and bashed him against the opposite wall.

Vanity groaned sitting up only to find his nose was bleeding.

Again Hefty picked up the helpless smurf and punched him in the face, the bone and cartilage In Vanity's nose collapsing under the pressure.

Blood spurted from his nose and Vanity cried out in pain, clutching his face in his hands.

Hefty threw him to the ground, ignoring Vanity's plees of mercy, and began kicking him in the stomach and face. With every kick, Hefty's foot came back more bloody.

"Hefty, please stop!" Smurfette grabbed his arm. "Please… for me?"

Hefty didn't look up but backhanded her away. "Get away from me you smurfing wench!"

Vanity tried to crawl away but Hefty grabbed him by the leg and twisted it hard.

Vanity cried out in pain and shock.

"Where do you think you're going, Vanity? I'm not done with you!" Hefty lifted Vanity by the hair and bashed him face first in to the wall.

Suddenly, Vanity heard the sound of a door slam and the unmistakable sound of Brainy's voice chanting something and then comforting darkness.

"Oh Brainy, what if he never wakes up?"

Brainy looked down at the beaten and bloody Vanity on the floor. "Don't worry, Smurfette, I'll smurf up a spell that will make it all better."

"What about Hefty…?"

The two looked down at the unconscious Hefty. Brainy had smurfed a sleeping spell on him.

"Don't worry about him. I'll see to it, he gets what he deserves."

To be continued until next chapter…