Chapter 2: Introductions
When he got home that evening Patrick didn't know what to do now he didn't have a job. He threw the basket Odile had given him in the trash and lay down on his coach to watch some TV.
"Gross. Is this his house?" Clumsy asked.
"No Clumsy. It's his garbage can." Brainy corrected. After quietly climbing out of the trash can the three brothers started to explore the kitchen.
"Come on, baby. Come to papa!" Hefty grunted as he pushed the cupboard open.
"Hello, gorgeous." He grinned when they saw stacks of food.
From the other room, Patrick frowned when he thought he heard something. But when it was silent he shrugged it off to his imagination playing tricks on him and continued watching TV.
"We've hit the mother lode." Brainy grinned.
"This is the smurfiest day of my life." Clumsy smiled as he munched into some candy.
"Eureka! I found the cheese balls." Hefty said as he pushed over a packet of cheese ball, causing it's content to pour out.
"Hefty, what are you doing? Don't make a mess." Brainy panicked as he pulled a bowl under the falling cheese balls.
"Cannonball." Hefty called before jumping into the bowl full of cheese balls.
Now Patrick was sure he had heard something and he sat up and began to walk towards the kitchen.
"Quick, hide!" Brainy gasped and they all climbed into the cupboard and pulled in shut. When Patrick walked into the kitchen he noticed the bowl full of cheese balls on the counter.
"Did I put these here?" He asked out loud.
Thinking he had just forgotten he had put them out he put them to one side and went to see what he could have for dinner tonight. But when he opened the cupboard he froze.
Brainy, Hefty and Clumsy gasped in terror and froze, staring at him.
Patrick's eyes widened at the sight of them.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" He screamed.
"Charge, Smurfs, charge!" Hefty shouted.
He jumped out of the box and clung to Patrick's shirt. Clumsy and Brainy quickly followed their older brother. Patrick shouted and yelped as he fell onto his back.
"Out of the way, big guy!" Hefty said and jumped over the human's head.
They scattered around the house, looking for a way out. Brainy looked over his shoulder and saw Patrick come towards them with a red umbrella.
"Look out guys!" He called.
"Get out of here!" Patrick shouted weakly, swinging his 'weapon'.
Hefty and Brainy jumped away just as the man hit a vase and knocked it to the ground. Brainy yelped as he tumbled to the coffee table and Patrick spun around and ended up sitting on the couch.
"Too much aggression!" Brainy screamed as he dodged Patrick's attacks.
"Go back to the sewers!" Patrick cried, slamming his umbrella on the table like a Whack-A-Smurf and narrowly missing Brainy as he rolled away.
Hefty, meanwhile, had jumped over to a tall metal pole with a light on top and climbed to the top.
"Kiss my smurf!" He taunted, jumping away as Patrick swung the red umbrella towards him. "You Smurfs find a way out of here!" He called as he jumped onto Patrick's shoulder.
Patrick panicked and tried to hit Hefty off him.
Hefty jumped around Patrick's shoulders, laughing. "Over here!" Brainy called, waving the rest of him to follow into the hallway.
"Had enough?" Hefty laughed as he climbed to Patrick's head.
Patrick started hitting himself with the umbrella, trying to hit Hefty. He jumped to the safety of the couch as Patrick accidentally hit himself hard in the face with his own weapon and tripped over a cubical cushion, hitting his head against the floor.
He was unconscious...
"He's been out for quite a while." Brainy said. It had been almost three hours since Patrick had knocked himself out and the three Smurfs were starting to get really worried.
"You guys, he's smurfed!" Clumsy exclaimed.
"Nosmurf panic! Quick, wipe everything down. I'll need three garbage bags, a shovel, some disinfectant, some latex gloves and oregano, go!" Hefty ordered them.
Brainy rolled his eyes.
"Hold your smurf, Sherlock. He's coming to." He said and they quietly watched Patrick.
"I must be hearing things." Patrick groaned as he came too. When he opened his eyes he saw Clumsy, Brainy and Hefty sitting on his chest with confused and worried faces. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh! Get back you little blue imps!" He shouted and climbed up to his feet.
"Hey! Watch it, genius. We are Smurfs, not imps, Smurfs." Hefty glared at him.
Patrick backed up a little before closing his eyes and taking a few deep breathes.
"This is not happening. I am not talking to three little blue people in my kitchen. I am not talking to three little blue people in my kitchen." He muttered in fear.
"So how's that smurfing for you, Patrick?" Hefty asked with a smirk.
Patrick gasped and opened his eyes. He saw the three Smurfs standing on the counter next to him, giving him confused and bored looks.
"H-How do you know my name?" He asked fearfully.
"We smurfed your mail, by accident." Hefty replied as he and the others examined some kitchen utensils.
"You really ought to pay that utility bill, Patrick. Have you ever heard of a credit rating?" Brainy asked a shocked Patrick.
"What's this thing do?" Clumsy asked before turning on the blender.
"Hey turn that off!" Patrick exclaimed.
"Sorry about that Patrick. We think that the stork dropped him when he was smurfed." Brainy said. Patrick could only stare at them in a mixture of disbelief, wonder and fear.
"Hey Patrick, do all you humans have giant houses that smell like sweaty socks? Patrick likes to wear dirty underwear with little hairs." Hefty laughed at the human.
"We're smurfing off on the wrong foot. Allow us to introduce ourselves. Hello, I'm Brainy, the smart one and he's Hefty." Brainy said before Hefty pushed in.
"The awesomest one." He grinned.
"And I'm Clumsy." He smiled innocently.
"Oh, nice to meet you. Now get out of my house." Patrick glared.
"But we're talking blue people." Clumsy said, thinking that Patrick liked the idea because he kept saying it.
"Which makes me want you out of my house that much more. It's creepy. Unnatural. Somewhat evil." Patrick growled.
"You know, I kind of liked him a lot better when he was unconscious." Hefty said to Brainy.
Suddenly Patrick grabbed an old bag and trapped the three unsuspecting Smurfs with it.
"Gotcha!" He grinned. He quickly ran towards the fire-escape and tossed the smurfs out into the rain.
"Don't do this, Patrick! We can gnaw right through this window!" Hefty shouted as Patrick slammed the window shut and pulled the curtains closed...