Hi, guys! Did ya guys notice the poll I put up in my profile? For those of you who are anxious to hear a biography, I hate to say that I won't be posting a first chapter of said character until this story is over because in the next story, that's when you'll know all of my OC's for who they really are. And another thing, I've finally decided how we'll decide a winner for the previous contest. The task for it will be posted at the end of the chapter so pay attention to it. Okay, review time!
FritzzyCrazy- Yes. Everybody that reviewed pretty much said that. I had to make our favorite talking badger live! I mean, come on! I'm not gonna take out a character at the beginning of a story by character death. That's just wrong!
CutieKyuubi- Like I said, the...uh, I wanna call it a tie-breaker, but nobody guessed the right answer, so...
Handy: (jumps on shoulder and whispers into author's ear)
Huh? (Handy whispers again) Sudden death! That's it! Thanks, Handy! The sudden death challenge will be posted at the end of the chapter. I swear, this is the one contest where at least one person has to guess it right. There's only four possible choices. The only thing you guys have to do is guess the right choice. Choose wisely.
Benny- (chuckles) Sorry, that guess doesn't count. Oh, and by the way, just as a treat to you all, Ipati is going to get into a fight with a certain Smurf in the next chapter. Bet you don't know which one. The reason I update so quickly is because I have my own laptop. Not to mention, and don't you guys freak out, but I took time from my job and chores because I'm on bed rest. Don't ask...
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Smurf Lover- Actually, someone does catch her in this chapter, but let's just say that this Smurf isn't going to enjoy playing his role in this chapter. Or the next chapter.
Chloe- Just wait until the end of this story. We're going to be meeting the biggest threat to all magical creatures. Believe me, you might not know much about him when you meet him at first, but wait till the next story. As for Crafty's gift, there's actually a huge difference between Life Giving and healing. It'll be explained further in the next story. Phew! A lot's going to be happening in the next story, believe me.
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I own only Crafty, Hummer, Xavier, Meena, (takes in a breath) Ipati, and Benevolent. Jo belongs to CartoonCaster21. Livy belongs to flowerpower71 and the Smurfs belong to Peyo. Bye!
"I just can't believe you're alive. I smurfed for sure you'd be dead," Crafty whispered softly as she hugged Xavier's neck. The two of them formed their own little search party to find the missing Smurfs while at the same time trying not to be caught by other Smurfs and, of course, Ipati.
"C'mon, Crafty. We both knew I'd pull through," Xavier blushed as he tried to bring Crafty out of the subject before she had another emotional episode.
"No you didn't," Crafty protested as she pulled herself from the badger's neck. "You said yourself that you were going down doing the right thing."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Xavier shrugged.
"Yes you do!"
"No I don't."
Xavier came to an immediate halt when the both of them heard rustling from the bushes nearby.
"Tell me that's not Ipati already," Crafty whispered as she tried hiding herself into the badger's neck.
"I don't know. But we're about to find out," Xavier whispered back as he slowly started making his way over to the shrubs.
"What are you doing?" Crafty whispered frantically, pulling on the badger's ears hoping that it will make him turn around and walk away. Sadly, that probably would only work one a normal, wild badger.
"Getting payback on that stupid snake," Xavier growled as he got ever so closer to the bushes.
"Hey! Who're you calling a stupid snake?" A familiar male voice yelled indignantly from the bushes. "I don't even have any scales and I think I'm pretty smart for a cherub my age."
Crafty cracked a large grin as she squealed, "Cupid!"
True to her assumption, the elderly cherub emerged from the bushes and hovered in the air as he took notice of the voice he knew all too well.
"Is that who I think it is?" He put a finger to his chin as he pretended to think. Crafty rolled her eyes as the old cherub continued, "Could it possibly be the sweet, sweet voice of my favorite lady blue lovebird?"
"How long are you gonna do that? I'm waiting for my hug, you know?" Crafty stated having her arms spread out wide.
Cupid shook his head and flew down to the two, taking the Smurfette in a warm hug.
"Uh, guys? I hate to interrupt, but-"
"Say no more, my friend," Cupid put up a hand to stop Xavier. He pulled away and said, "Of course you can have a hug, too!"
"ACK!" Xavier wheezed as the cherub threw his arms around his neck in a very tight embrace. He debated trying to struggle out of Cupid's grip, but man was he strong!
"I appreciate the love, Cupid. I really do," The badger gasped out. "But I need oxygen to live!"
"Sorry," Cupid replied pulling away.
Xavier took in a large breath of air and panted to restore oxygen into his lungs. Cupid raised an eyebrow as he circled Crafty, studying her intently. She didn't need to say anything for she knew what he was going to say next.
"And what is this?" Cupid disappointingly gestured to her. "Why are you traveling in the forest without your other half?"
"Cupid, let me explain-"
"Are you both having problems? Cause if you are..." Cupid stuck a love arrow into his bow and grinned, "I have the solution!"
Crafty chuckled while shaking her head, "It's not that, Cupid."
She then frowned as she sadly explained, "Gutsy and some other Smurfs are missing. Me and Xavier were out looking for them."
"Oh no!" Cupid gasped dramatically. "To be without your true love for so long! How have you survived?"
"Simple. The drive to slap Gutsy over the smurf for getting himself lost and making me worried sick!" Crafty growled and it was no bluff. She knew Gutsy could get himself out of just about anything and though she was worried, she knew Gutsy should've been back by now.
Cupid looked at her knowingly, which actually annoyed both Crafty and Xavier.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" She snapped.
"You say that now, but you won't be when you see him again. It's like they say: Absence makes the heart grow fonder."
"What is that supposed to mean, anyway?" Xavier asked as he sat on his haunches.
Cupid rolled his eyes, "It means that no matter how mad you are at him now, even if he did anything wrong, all that anger and resentment will drain away once you set eyes on him again. It happens all the time."
"Yeah right," Crafty scoffed crossing her arms. "I'm not that easily swayed. Everysmurf knows that."
"Well, we'll just have to see then, won't we?" Cupid chuckled. "Anyway, I'll help join the hunt. You guys the only ones looking for them?"
"No. I think Hefty rounded up a search party."
"Good. I'll go look for him and help out," Cupid was about to fly off until Crafty had a sudden thought.
"Cupid, wait!"
"What?" He turned back.
"Could you maybe, I don't know, not tell him that the both of us were here? I'm kinda not supposed to be out here," Crafty sheepishly explained hoping that he got the message.
Cupid smiled knowingly, "My lips are sealed. I hope you find your lover. And Xavier, by the way, love your eye color. Blue looks good on you. See you guys later!"
The ancient cherub flew off into the forest to look for the other searching Smurfs.
Xavier raised an eyebrow, "Blue? My eyes are brown."
Crafty climbed onto his head and looked down into his eyes, "He's right, Xavier. Your eyes are blue. They're really smurfy too."
Another rustling sound caught their attention quickly and Xavier's fur instantly stood on end as he growled viciously. The bushes than started to shake and started making whimpering sounds. Whimpering sounds? Since when did bushes whimper?
"Xavier," Crafty whispered. "Xavier, stop it! I think I have a good idea who's there."
She then jumped off of his face and walked over to the shrubs. The whimpering had stopped but the shaking didn't stop one bit as she lifted the underbrush. She instantly relaxed when she saw a shaking blue lump hiding there.
"Scaredy. What are you doing here? More importantly, what are you doing out here alone?"
Scaredy gulped loudly and stammered out, "W-well, I wanted t-to help find P-Papa and the others, b-but then I got lost and...and..."
The timid Smurf looked like he was about to burst into tears and couldn't finish his sentence.
Crafty shook her head and wrapped her arms around Scaredy's shoulders for comfort.
"Come on, Scaredy. It's alright. You wanna join our search party?"
Scaredy sniffled and nodded his head. Crafty smiled and ushered the frightened Smurf onto Xavier's back.
"This day just keeps getting better and better!" Grouchy grumbled as he and the other five Smurfs hid in some shrubs just at the bank of the small lake.
"So, we're just gonna jump into the portal, get back to our village and everybody's happy, right?" Clumsy asked hopefully to the others. All but Smurfette and Papa had a positive response to Clumsy's optimism.
"Yeah, guys. Let's stay smurftimistic," Smurfette agreed.
"You know what?" Grouchy replied. "I choose to be pessismurfstic! We're all gonna die."
When they all looked over at the other side of the lake, however, they saw the waterfall and the running water. But no portal was to be seen whatsoever.
"Um, Papa Smurf?" Brainy asked fearfully. "How do we get home with the portal c-closed?"
Papa thought for a second before answering, "I'm sure when the blue moon rises tonight, the portal will open again. Now, let's take shelter till dark."
"Alright," Gutsy ordered. "Let's get smurfing."
The six Smurfs then walked through the bushes, making sure not to be seen by any human or animal that might want to do them harm.
"Okay, but I'm not happy," Grouchy muttered as he followed his family to find a place to stay until nighttime.
Suddenly, Azrael pounced from his hiding place and right at the Smurfs, just missing them by a whisker. They yelped in terror and surprise and sprinted away from the feline menace.
"Run, Smurfs!" Papa ordered.
Gutsy picked up a strange barky material from the ground and threw it up at the cat's face, "Take that!"
The piece of mulch hit Azrael in the eye, making him jump back and recoil for a good few seconds. Those few seconds were just what the Smurfs needed to find an escape route.
"Quick! To the tree!" Gutsy pointed to a tree as he caught up with the others.
The five Smurfs climbed up the trees at a vigorous pace, only Smurfette wasn't fast enough.
"AH! My hair!" She cried out painfully as she felt a forceful tugging at her hair from behind. The Smurfs above looked down to see Azrael biting down on her hair and trying to drag her down to the ground. Smurfette growled out, "Get back, cat!"
Smurfette then kicked Azrael in the mouth, pushing him down so she could climb up to the others. Azrael groaned and involuntarily swallowed the strands of blonde hair that got yanked out.
"Way to go, Smurfette!" Clumsy cheered from not too far away. The only problem was that he was on the ground, alone, and not that far from Azrael.
The feline perked his head up at the Smurf's voice, then growled as he scrambled up and after the Smurf. Clumsy's eyes widened and he turned to run away from the cat.
"Oh no!" Clumsy yelled as he zig-zagged away from Azrael, or at least tried to.
"Take one for the team, Clumsy!" Grouchy shouted to his klutzy brother, earning a good smack across the head from Gutsy.
"HELP!"
Clumsy continued to luckily dodge Azrael no matter how many times he pounced or swatted at him. He climbed onto a bench for further escape, only to have the cat follow him. He climbed onto a white box with Azrael in hot pursuit. Just as he was about to swat at him, Clumsy slipped on the box's smooth surface, which gave way making Clumsy fall in and the box to close.
Azrael was about to climb in after him, until he shrunk back and walked away as a middle-aged man came for the box. He looked at the cat strangely before shrugging and taking the box to the taxi, shutting the trunk and going to get inside.
"Clumsy!" Smurfette cried out worriedly.
"What a numptie!" Gutsy grumbled frustrated.
"Quickly! To the mechanical wagon!" Papa started climbing up the tree to find a way to get to the taxi. The others followed closely behind to retrieve their clumsy brother. Gutsy, thinking Brainy was going too slow for his own good, crawled over him and up the tree branch at his own pace. Brainy glared up at his Scottish brother, but continued to follow the others to get Clumsy.
"Up the tree, Smurfs!" Papa called to the Smurfs to keep climbing.
"Why don't we just go around the tree?" Grouchy complained.
Where the branches ended, the Smurfs jumped onto metal bars that lead right over the wagon that held the human male and Clumsy.
"I'm getting too old for this," Papa muttered, shaking his head as he continued on with the others.
"Slow down! Whoa!" Brainy yelped as he fell forward onto the bars. Grouchy rolled his eyes and scooped him up to his feet and pushed him forward to keep going.
"Hey. Hey!" They heard Gargamel's voice from not too far away and picked up the pace.
"Come on, Smurfs!" Gutsy yelled. They were really running out of time before the cab left and Gargamel would come for them.
"I don't like these heights!" Brainy said trying not to look down.
"Don't look down," Papa reasoned.
"Come back here, wretched Smurfs!"
"Hurry!" Smurfette exclaimed as she skidded to a stop. They were directly above the cab that was about to depart.
"A jump from this height will knock the blue out of us!" Brainy dragged out the last part as the five jumped from their metal bridge and landed right on top of the carriage.
"Ow! My hip!" Papa winced as he landed on the surface then bounced back nearly over the edge. Gutsy and Smurfette rushed back and grabbed Papa by his arms and dragged him back onto the cab.
Smurfette looked up and gasped, "Gargamel!"
Papa and Gutsy looked back too. Gutsy cursed silently while Papa said, "Oh, dear."
"Let's go! Let's go!" Grouchy kept waving his arm to get them to speed it up as the taxi began to move forward.
"Come back! Stop there!" Gargamel shouted at the metal carriage, expecting it to stop.
And stop, it did. Gargamel crashed into the back of the taxi and fell back onto the ground, with surprisingly nobody from the cab coming out to see what bumped into it. The taxi started to move forward again with the Smurfs still on top of it, though the were thrown forward from the force of the stop. They smirked and grinned and laughed at the look on Gargamel's face.
"Knock yourself out, Gargamel!" Grouchy laughed.
"Ye've had dat coming fer about thirty years!" Gutsy taunted.
"SMURFS!" Gargamel yelled out frustrated. A black blur flew in front of him and he snatched it into his hands. He turned it over and looked at it, but couldn't read the strange writing on it.
"How is this possible?" Crafty asked nobody in particular. The sun had already set and there was no sign of any missing Smurf anywhere.
"I don't know," Xavier grunted as he continued his slow pace through the forest. "But what I do know is that I need a break."
"Yeah. I think we all need a rest stop," Crafty sighed.
"Finally!" Xavier made a thump as he hit the ground near a riverbank. Crafty and Scaredy slid off of the badger's head and landed feet first into the dirt.
"I'm going to look around a little bit. See if I can smurf any clues," Crafty said looking around.
"Keep an eye out for that cobra," Xavier warned boringly.
"C-c-cobra?" Scaredy stuttered out shaking even harder. He yelped as he climbed back on top of Xavier and tried hiding himself in the scruff of Xavier's neck.
"I'll keep that in mind, Xavier," Crafty rolled her eyes as she climbed onto a low tree branch and started to climb up.
The Smurfette looked down at the ground from the trees above, hoping to find at least even one sign of where her missing family members could possibly be.
Crafty looked sadly up at the Blue Moon that had now started to rise in the sky. She sighed, wishing that she wasn't here, but at the village. With the Smurfs singing and dancing to the Blue Moon Festival, the Smurflings playing with Puppy and the other Smurfs who didn't do the singing or dancing, but mostly, she wished all of her family were there at the celebration. Even Meena, Xavier, Johan, Peewit, Livy, Jo, Homnibus, everybody! Especially Papa Smurf and Gutsy. Maybe then she wouldn't be so afraid to wander outside the safety of the village.
"Oh, Gutsy," Crafty whispered to herself. She clamped her eyes shut and placed a hand over the blue plaid neckerchief that she sported around her neck. "Where are you?"
The sound of flapping wings filled her ears and seemed to reply to her plead. Her eyes opened and she looked up to see a stork flying through the night sky. The bird's eyes seemed to be searching for something, a white bundle hanging from its beak. Once its eyes spotted Crafty, they widened and it seemed to think for a moment, then tucked in its wings and dove down towards the Smurfette.
Crafty backed up a bit, giving the stork some room to land. The bird reached his feet out for the tree branch to land on and latched onto it. He craned his neck down to her and held the bundle out for Crafty to take from his bill. Though she hesitated, Crafty held her arms out, allowing the bird to gently set the bundle in her cradling embrace. When the small lump landed in her arms, Crafty noticed how warm and...alive it felt.
The stork then reached its head into his wing and pulled out an envelope, also handing it down to the Smurfette. Settling the small bundle into her other arm, she used her free hand to take the envelope. Taking his head back up, the stork squawked and spread his wings, flapping them vigorously until he was able to be airborne. He squawked again at Crafty before thrusting himself forward into the sky to return home.
Crafty looked at the bird's silhouette strangely before looking at the little bundle wrapped in white. The little lump suddenly started squirming in her grip, kicking the white blanket from itself. With the blanket removed, Crafty's eyes widened at the baby Smurf she held in her arms. His blue eyes glimmered in the blue moonlight as he looked up at her adoringly, babbling softly as he reached his small arms out for her to hold him closer. Or to try to grab her braid like their own Baby.
Crafty raised an eyebrow as she took a closer look at the Baby Smurf, or at least that's what she thought the little one was. Instead of white, the little infant was dressed in pink. Its clothes were pink and even its hat was pink.
"I wonder..." Crafty muttered to herself. She reached her hand under the baby's cap and froze as she felt hair under it. The baby gurgled in happiness and went to grab at Crafty's wrist though Crafty pulled it away before it could happen.
She took a closer look at the baby's face. It was noticeable that the baby's eyelashes were longer than their own baby's and the baby was a lot lighter than their own.
"What the smurf?" Crafty whispered. Then she thought, The letter! It might have answers!
With the baby balanced in her other arm, Crafty ripped the envelope open and took out the letter.
Dearest Crafty,
Due to your previous home being unable to care for your newest Baby Smurfette, or a Toddlette as they're called, we have no choice but to relocate her to your care in the Smurf village. Caring for a Baby Smurfette is very similar to that of a Baby Smurf, so there should be no trouble whatsoever. Goodbye and good luck.
Crafty frowned and looked at the bottom, than flipped it over, but failed to see a signature for who could've sent the baby Smurfette.
"Huh," she shrugged as she took Toddlette back in both of her arms. "So, Toddlette, I guess your part of our family now. You wanna smurf Papa, don't you?"
Toddlette blew a raspberry before giggling and clapping her hands together.
"I'll take that as a yes. Hold on tight, then!" Crafty laughed as she jumped onto a long, thin tree branch. Her weight made the branch give but not break, allowing them both to get to the ground safely and quickly.
Toddlette threw her arms up in the air and squealed with delight at the ride Crafty gave her. Crafty smiled and held her closer to her in a warm hug.
"Well well well. What do we have here?" A familiar voice asked tauntingly from behind.
Crafty turned around quickly, thinking it was Ipati again, only to roll her eyes and groan as she saw Vanity leaning up against a tree, admiring himself in the mirror.
"What are you doing here, Vanity?" Crafty asked placing a fist on her hip while holding the baby in her other arm.
"Crafty!" Nat's voice sounded from near Vanity.
The four Smurflings suddenly came rushing from behind the tree where Vanity was at. They crowded around her and hugged her around her waist. It was Slouchy who first noticed Toddlette.
"Hey Crafty. Did the stork bring the new Baby Smurf to ya?"
The other Smurflings started in awe as they pulled away and gathered around the new Baby. Toddlette looked around her and gushed with excitement, squirming in Crafty's grip and itching to meet her new friends.
"A baby Smurfette, or Toddlette, acutally," Crafty replied.
"Whoa," The Smurflings gasped in amazement.
"Well, this has been an interesting development, but it would be a complete shame if Hefty were to know about your little escape, Crafty," Vanity smirked as he looked at her from the corner of his eyes.
Crafty looked up at him with narrowed eyes and her signature scowl. She liked to call it her 'Vanity Scowl' since it was usually Vanity she gave it to.
"You're not seriously blacksmurfing me," Crafty said more of a statement than a question.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. Either way, Hefty will be pleased to know what I've found," Vanity stuck his nose in the air and smirked again as he started to walk off in another direction. Most likely to find Hefty and rat Crafty out.
"Sassette. Would you be a sweetie and hold Toddlette for just a few minutes?" Crafty asked the Smurfling sweetly.
"Sure, Crafty!" Sassette grinned as she took the baby into her arms.
"Where're ya goin', Crafty?" Snappy asked.
"Oh, not anywhere far. And I'll only be a moment," Crafty replied as she started off in Vanity's direction, narrowing her eyes and cracking her knuckles.
"What the heck is taking her so long?" Xavier impatiently tapped his claws on the dirt.
"Sh-should we go l-look for her?" Scaredy asked as he looked around apprehensively.
He suddenly heard rustling from not to far away making him yelp and dive behind Xavier's front leg. The Smurflings came running through the bushes with Sassette still carrying Toddlette, who was cooring and laughing as she was bounced vigorously.
"Xavier! You're alright!" They cheered as the went and hugged the badger's legs happily. Xavier's ears folded back again and he blushed in embarrassment.
Scaredy poked his head out from his hiding spot as soon as he heard the voices of the Smurflings. As soon as he got a glimpse of the pink bundle in Sassette's arms, his eyes widened and he shook as he asked,
"S-Sassette? Wh-wh-what is th-that?"
Sassette backed up and held Toddlette out to him, "This is Toddlette. She's a baby Smurfette. Wanna hold her, Scaredy?"
Before Scaredy could decline, Sassette pushed Toddlette into his arms. Scaredy silently whimpered as he managed to get a firm grip on the infant. He held her out to a) Keep her at a distance in case she was dangerous and b) Get a better look at her. Toddlette giggled and squealed in delight, making Scaredy yelp and throw himself on his tail on the ground. Loving the ride he gave her, Toddlette clapped her hands and wrapped her small arms around his neck. Scaredy gave a small smile and hugged her closer.
"N-nice to m-meet y-you, Toddlette."
"Alright guys. We're good to go," Crafty said as she walked over to them.
Xavier looked from the Smurflings to Crafty and frowned. Vanity was currently over Crafty's shoulder and he looked to be unconscious, though it was hard to tell since his eyes were covered by his hat which seemed to be forcefully pulled down. His ankles and wrists were bound together with vines and he looked like he just came out of a fight. And lost.
"Crafty," he started. "What are you doing?"
"Taking care of a rat," She grunted as she threw Vanity's body across Xavier's neck. "We can go now."
A new voice sighed, "Must you always resort to violence, Crafty? You do it too much."
Crafty froze, she blinked her eyes and she turned to glare at the direction of the voice. The others did the same, only to come face to face with another Smurf, though not one that they've ever seen. This Smurf, however, is one Crafty's gotten to know one too many times.
Crafty narrowed her eyes, "I am not speaking to you."
Benevolent raised an eyebrow, "And why is that? I thought we were friends."
"So did I. That was until you started keeping secrets from me! You know something about me that I don't! Until you smurf clean with it, I'm not talking to you and I'm making sure no other Smurf does! C'mon, guys," Crafty ordered as she ushered the Smurflings to Xavier.
Benevolent sighed, "So that's how it's going to be."
"Wait. Hold on," Xavier held a paw up to stop the two Smurfs. "Who are you, anyway?"
The Smurf smiled warmly, "My name, kind badger, is Benevolent Smurf."
"Good. You guys know each other now. Let's go," Crafty snapped as she started pushing Scaredy up onto Xavier's back.
"Crafty, you're being immature," Benevolent frowned.
"So what if I am?" She raised her voice as she started approaching him. "The way I smurf it, all you want to do is toy around with my emotions!
"Crafty," Benevolent pleaded.
"You're lucky that Gutsy isn't around or else you'd be finished!" Crafty hissed at him.
"Would you just listen to me?" Benevolent asked, now narrowing his eyes at her as he started to lose his temper and his patience.
"Why don't you just go away and leave me alone!"
"Would you just smurf up and listen for once, you STUBBORN SMURFETTE!" Benevolent bellowed as his aura erupted from his body, making him look like his body caught on fire with bright blue flames.
The others jumped back in fear of the Smurf that glowed with anger. Crafty stood her ground but became silent as she too felt fear build up in her. She felt afraid and Benevolent knew it.
Benevolent closed his eyes and took in a deep breath through his nose, letting it out through his mouth as he opened them again. The blue flames that danced around him seemed to extinguish themselves. After a moment or two of complete silence between the two before the mysterious Smurf asked,
"What if I told you I knew where your beloved was? Along with your other missing kin?"
Crafty kept a neutral face, but her eyes held surprise, hope and suspicion, "I'd say you better not be lying."
Benevolent gave her a genuine smile, "Of course. What kind of Smurf would I be if I was?"
"Fine. Could you please tell me where they are?" Crafty asked forcefully, for she still didn't feel easy around him.
"No," Benevolent said. "But I can show you."
Benevolent then turned on his heel and started off in the direction of the rocky part of the forest. When he heard no footsteps behind him, he turned around to see none of them had moved from his spot.
"Are you coming?"
Crafty huffed, but followed behind him, glaring at him the whole time. Xavier looked at the Smurflings uncertain, then shrugged as he followed the two Smurfs to hopefully find their missing Smurfs.
Enjoy the chapter? I told ya Benevolent would be angry. Anyway, onto the contest! This contest has to do with our little Toddlette. When Crafty felt under her cap, there was hair. Your job to win the contest is to guess what color it is. It's only the four major colors you'd see. You know what they are, so get guessing. This is Frosty, over and out!