Hi guys! Well, we have a winner for this contest. Few of you sent in the right answer, or something close to it, and some of you even gave reasonable causes for it, but only one of you sent it in first. And that person is...Benny! Congratulations! The correct answer was black! Toddlette has black hair as it will show in this next chapter. If you can't think of anything for a Creatugo, we can work something out over private messaging.
As for everyone else, though you didn't win, I have a special treat for you. Just send in your favorite animal, whether it be fictional or real, and I'll have a special surprise for you in the next story. And it can be any animal you want, even if they're extinct. Review time!
FrittzyCrazy- Nope. Green wasn't one of the four choices. Nice try though.
Zinka17- I'm always concerned with my reviewers and readers. They're important to me. Well, Vanity should've known better than to mess with Crafty like that! Now he's unconscious and on the back of a badger. Thank you for the guess, but it wasn't right.
Benny- Like I said, you forgot about Fencette having black hair, but congratulations anyway! And I think you might just have given me an idea for a later chapter. (grins evilly) Anyway, good luck thinking up a Creatugo. I'll be waiting. Oh, but there's no rush to it. Just so I have it by the first few chapters of the next story.
CutieKyuubi- That wasn't the right answer but I love the reason you guessed that.
flowepower71- I warned you guys. Benevolent may be a kind Smurf, but get him angry and look out! Sorry, but Toddlette is no blondie.
Sapphire777- Thank you so much! That really made my day! You really have no idea. I know that Crafty doesn't exist in your story, but if she did, I have to warn you now: (brings voice to a whisper) She doesn't like to share her man. Just a warning now. Anyway, hope you have a good time with Sweepy and how dare those Smurfs laugh at you after everything that happened to you! HOW DARE THEY! (takes deep breath) Sorry. I just hate it when Smurfs are so unkind to each other! I hope you're doing better.
Chloe- Like I said, you forgot about Fencette having black hair. But, alas, you were only the second to guess the right answer. And it's like I said, I warned you guys that Benevolent would get angry. But I guess that no matter how kind-hearted any creature is, they're bound to have a boiling point. And I think Crafty turned the stove on a bit too high.
Okay, time for disclaimer! I own only Crafty, Xavier, Hummer, Benevolent, Meena, Fencette and Ipati. The Smurfs, Johan and Peewit belong to Peyo. Jo belongs to CartoonCaster21 and Livy belongs to flowerpower71. Hope you like the new chapter!
Miner Smurf bit his lip as he walked next to Hefty. He kept going over what he was going to say to the burly Smurf, but couldn't find the right words.
He and Hefty were currently in the search group that consisted of them both, Wooly, Sweepy, Wild and Grandpa. Puppy was up ahead and sniffing about, seeing if he could catch one of the Smurfs' trail. Monty was just behind them, hopping on tree branches to get a better view of the forest. Hummer had the same job as well, though he could fly much higher and could see better.
Their search had taken all of the Smurfs to Gargamel's hovel, only to see that neither the wizard nor the Smurfs were there. That wasn't the strange part, though. They had also traveled to Hogatha's castle and Balthazar's lair, but they were both gone as well. And their missing family wasn't there either. So, where were they?
"Er, Hefty?" Miner finally asked.
"Yeah?" Was the strongman Smurf's reply.
"Um…Why don't you just apologize to Crafty and let her come with us?" Miner blurted out without really thinking.
This caused all of the search party to freeze almost immediately. Nosmurf had talked about what happened with Hefty and Crafty in the village that day, mostly out of fear that Hefty would just snap. Both Hummer and Monty landed near the Smurfs, curious as to why they had stopped.
All of the Smurfs could see Hefty's muscles turing ense dramatically, then relaxed as he replied, "Why should I? She's not safe out here."
"Well," Sweepy started, "She could be safe if she were with all of us."
"Sorry, Smurfs," Hefty said starting forward again. "But you're not changing my mind. No way, no how."
"Now, hold on there, Hefty," Grandpa interrupted putting a hand on his shoulder. "Think about this for a moment. That snake there's really smart. If that wily wizard Gargamel really did find our village, than Ipati can too. She's no safer in the village than she is out here but we can keep a better eye on her until we find Papa and the others."
Hefty lowered his head and thought for a second. Wooly stepped forward and said, "Come on, pard'ner. You know what's the right thing to do. 'sides, I think Ipati wants you ta leave Crafty behind."
"What?" All the Smurfs and animals looked at Wooly strangely.
He shrugged as he explained, "I mean, think about it: Gutsy and Papa vanish without a trace and suddenly that snake that's been holding a grudge on her comes here out of the blue. Isn't it just a bit too much of a coincidence that he knew she'd be here?"
"Alright, alright!" Hefty snapped. "I see your point. Miner and I'll go apologize and bring her back here. Don't move."
"I will?" Miner yelped as Hefty grabbed onto his arm and started dragging him back with him to the village. If only they were prepared for the surprise they were in for when they got to the village.
The Smurfs that chose to stay behind and repair the village mushrooms stared almost fearfully as Hefty and Miner made their way into the village and towards Crafty's mushroom. It wasn't long before they were front of the blue mushroom, lavender flowers blooming from the vines that grew all around the Smurfette's humble home.
"Well, go on!" Miner said gestured for the strong Smurf.
Hefty sighed and stepped forward. He lifted his clenched fist to the door, hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door softly. When there was no answer, Hefty frowned and knocked harder on the door.
"Crafty, come on! Open up," he said. I can't believe it. She's ignoring me!
"Uh, Hefty?" Miner said. Hefty looked at him as he replied, "You jammed her door in, remember? She can't open the door."
Hefty looked up at the corners and tried to open the door. He laughed sheepishly and blushed, "Uh, right. Well then, I'll just break the door down."
"Isn't that a bit extreme?" Miner asked worriedly. "I mean, I don't think this is the best to persuade Crafty to come with us willingly."
"Got any better ideas on how to get the door open," Hefty asked as he backed up from the door. Miner bit his lip and tried to think, but couldn't come up with another way. "That's what I thought. Now stand back!"
Miner backed up as Hefty stopped at a distance away from the door. He grunted as he thrusted himself forward and seconds later, wood flew everywhere inside the mushroom and out. What remained of the door crashed into the wall with a sickening crack. Miner slowly mad his way inside and looked around. Crafty would definitely not be pleased with this.
Hefty shook himself off to make the dizziness wear off, then made his way to the stairs with Miner following close behind.
"Crafty? Look, if this is about what I did to you today, I'm sorry. I overreacted. Why don'tcha come out and we can find the other Smurfs together? We could really use your wit," Hefty coaxed as he made it to the top of the steps.
Miner's ears popped when Hefty bellowed, "THAT SNEAKY WEASEL!"
The mining Smurf looked into the room to find that the Smurfette was nowhere to be found. Hefty stormed around the room, looking to see if she were hiding and had not escaped. He tore open the doors to her wardrobe and checked there, but found no Crafty.
Miner's eyes widened as he whispered, "Oh no."
He rushed over to the wardrobe and felt around for something, anything really. He inwardly winced as he felt a handle at the bottom and lifted it up. Just as he thought, there was a tunnel that lead downwards, most likely to the underground.
"What? What is it?" Hefty asked as he shoved Miner out of the way. His eyes instantly filled with anger at the sight of the escape tunnel, "What. Is. This?"
Miner turned his head away in shame as he replied, "W-well...Crafty and I were talkin', and, well, we thought it'd be a good idea to have an emergency escape tunnel for every mushroom in case there was no way outside the village."
"What?" Hefty raised his voice at Miner, who flinched and stepped back. "Why didn't we know about that?"
"W-we were plannin' to tell you all and Papa as a surprise when it was finished. We've only managed to make escape routes for fifty seven mushrooms so far."
Hefty gripped Miner's shoulder's and pulled him close, "Where does it lead?"
"It leads to a lot of places! Wild's tree, near Homnibus's cottage, the River Smurf, my mines and other places too! She could've gotten out anywhere!"
"Son of a SMURF!" Hefty growled out as he stomped down the stairs and out of the mushroom. Miner hesitated in following, but he knew if Hefty didn't calm down soon, somesmurf would be getting hurt. And he had a pretty good idea who it would be.
"I guess this is our stop. Let's go," Papa ordered as the taxi made a stop in front of one of the strangest looking buildings they've ever seen. Luckily, the metal carriage seemed to be stopping right under a tree. As an open tree branch came towards them, they prepared themselves to climb on.
"Yay! We get to climb another tree!" Smurfette cheered as she climbed onto the branch.
"Yay," Grouchy sarcastically grumbled.
They climbed up further to get themselves up and away from danger. Once they got themselves settled, the looked down at the cab from their spot in the tree for anything. The man got the two boxes from the trunk and shut it.
"Thanks a lot. Have a good night," They heard him say as he walked inside the building.
"Oh, I hope Clumsy can breathe in that box," Smurfette worriedly whispered.
"How are we supposed to find Clumsy in there?" Grouchy asked exasperated.
"I could attempt to smurf the probability-" Brainy started.
"Brainy!" Smurfette scolded.
"We'll look through ever window," Papa concluded as he started up the tree.
"I don't do windows," Grouchy waved his hand to show his distaste, yet he followed the others as they began their descent.
"Now let's get smurfing."
"Ye heard 'im. Come on," Gutsy said as he lead the Smurfs onto the upper branches of the tree.
Meanwhile, with Clumsy Smurf...
"Ow. Ow, ow!" Clumsy whispered as he kept tripping every time he or the box moved. He felt them stop as he heard a click and the sound of a door opening before they moved again.
"Grace?" He heard a male voice call. The echo made it obvious to Clumsy that he was entering the human's domain.
"Hello?" A feminine voice, the one called 'Grace', called from not too far away.
"Guess what? Guess what, guess what?" The male asked excitedly.
"Oh! Um...Okay, They invented a zero-caloried pizza," Grace guessed.
"No, but that is a good idea."
"Yes. They found a-OH!" Clumsy couldn't decide whether Grace was hurt or excited, but she was definitely surprised. "Baby kicked."
Baby? Clumsy thought confusedly. Then he figured it out, Oh! She must be having a baby soon! And that human must be her husband!
"Aw. Hi," Clumsy heard the male say adoringly.
"Hi," Grace said for the baby most likely. Then she said, "Please say hello."
"Wha?" The male voice stammered out. He heard some shuffling going on out there and it was quiet before he heard, "Hello, little Sea-Monkey."
What in Smurf's name is a 'Sea-Monkey'? Clumsy thought confused as the human male continued his baby talk with his future son or daughter
"This is the sound of my voice," The male's voice sounded monotonous as he talked. "Hello, son or daughter. Hello. Hello."
Deciding that enough was enough, Clumsy climbed up onto the edge of the box and poked his head out enough that he could see but not be seen. He lookedc around and saw some of the strangest things he ever saw. There wasn't much more to say about the clothes sported by the human male and female. Their clothes did indeed look strange, but they did look nice.
The male wore a white, long sleeved shirt and a black...sort of leash around his neck. He wore black trousers and leather shoes indicating that he made good money for him and his wife. Clumsy couldn't tell what eye color he had since he was looking at the back of his head, but he definitely noticed the short dark brown hair on his head. He was currently knelt in front of Grace and talking to her pregnant abdomen.
Grace had brownish-blonde hair that reached just past her shoulders and had hazel eyes that were bright, kind and alive when she laughed. She wore a white dress with short sleeves and blue floral printing on the chest area.
Grace chuckled, "That is not the sound of your voice, that is the voice of a robot. Our baby's gonna be attached to the toaster."
"Or the new V.P. of marketing," the male sad to her as he stood to his feet.
V.P.? What's a V.P.?
"No," Grace gasped putting her hands over her mouth. Whatever a V.P. was, it must be a big deal since Grace seemed to be getting excited about it. "No! Oh my goodness! Oh my gosh!"
Grace hugged the male close to her with enthusiasm for him and had a big grin on her face.
"It's provisional," he said, as if there were some condition to go along with his new found success. He started walking away with Grace following behind as he continued, "If I wow Cruella de Odile, then I'll keep the job. If not, then my head'll be on a pike next to the last guy."
Sounds kinda harsh for not doing a really good job, Clumsy thought to himself.
"Well, wow you will!" Grace encouraged. "You wowed me."
"But I have two days."
"Oh. Yikes," Grace could see her mate's point.
"I know," the male sighed. What if I don't get them done in time?"
"Oh no. You can't come to the ultrasound," Grace sounded incredibly disappointed. An 'ultrasound' must be something very very important if she's that disappointed. At least, that's what Clumsy thought.
"Uh..." Clumsy could tell that the male was conflicted with his work and his wife's wishes. "Unless...Wait. The back-up ads we have did fine in focus groups. I could retool those. I'd have to work around the clock."
Clumsy pulled his head back into the box so he could think. He knew his family must be coming after him, but he didn't want to put them in danger when they needed to get home as soon as possible. So, he waited a few minutes for the two humans to do their business and leave the room he was in.
When he heard only silence, he tried to push the top of the box open, only to trip and crash into the side of the box. Luckily, he managed to punch a hole through the side of the box. It seemed wide enough for him to fit through, so he stuck his head through and pulled himself out, getting stuck sometimes, but soon fell to the floor and free of the box.
A shadow passed over a glass-like door and it seemed to be the male of the home. Clumsy panicked and started using his feet to push himself back, gasping in fear of being caught up until he bumped into something wet and solid.
"Oh! Uh...Oh," He muttered as he felt the object behind him. It felt moist and soft, and it also felt familiar to him, but where? It wasn't until heard grunting and grumbling did he figure out what it was. He stiffened as he turned around to come nose-to-nose with a sleeping dog. A big sleeping dog.
The dog opened his eyes and looked at the Smurf in front of him.
"AHH!" Clumsy yelled and he turned to run away from the strange dog. The dog woofed softly before scrambling to his paws and chasing after the mysterious creature. Right when the two left the room and into a hallway, Gutsy poked his head in from the window on the other side of the room.
"Clumsy? Is dat you?" He gasped as he noticed the same box where Clumsy was trapped. "Hello."
"HELP! HELP!" Clumsy yelled as the dog continued to chase after him.
He saw an open door and skidded to mid-stop before rushing for the entrance and closing the door behind him. The dog clawed and scratched at the door and not knowing if the door was strong enough to hold, he climbed up a metal rack using the metal bars as a ladder.
"Oh, Smurf," Clumsy muttered as he made it to the top and jumped into the white sink for cover. He poked his head over the top for lookout before he sighed and looked around him. He stopped as he saw something interesting. It was a sort of container with pictures of berries on it: strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, a lot of berries.
"Hmm. Berry Boom. Mmm," He read on the label. His stomach growled and he rubbed his stomach temptingly. When his hunger got the better of him, he climbed up the smooth slippery surface and up to the strange device.
He sniffed it to see if it was food, and it definitely smelt like berries to him. He pressed down on the nozzle to test it. He put his mouth to the part where the berries would come out and pressed down. As the strange substance went down his throat, he took in the taste of it. It tasted nothing like berries and it was not a pleasant taste, either.
Clumsy pulled his mouth away and made a disgusted sound. He felt his stomach rumble before he felt something build up in his throat and then he burped, letting out a large bubble. When the bubble popped, the force made Clumsy fall back and onto the table next to the sink. He rolled backwards and his body activated a hair dryer, which felt like a hot hurricane blowing at him as he tried to walk against it. He grabbed onto the white cord that powered the hair dryer.
Unfortunately, he pulled too hard and it unplugged, which made him fall towards the toilet bowl. He grabbed onto the chain that activated it, making the water below swirl before disappearing into a dark abyss, something that Clumsy didn't want to experience anytime soon. He soon lost his grip on the handle and landed on the roll of toilet paper, which rolled and rolled into the toilet before he tripped and fell inside.
Clumsy held his breath as he landed in the water with the toilet paper blocking his way down. He still heard the dog scratching at the door.
"Patrick!" He heard Grace's muffled voice from far away.
Patrick? Is that the dog's name? Clumsy thought as he continued to fight his way through the toilet paper. All he could see now was darkness and he couldn't hold his breath for much longer.
He heard the door open and footsteps along with jingling. Like from the dog's collar. He froze as he felt something poking around from right above him. It was removed almost instantly with Grace gasping and groaning, "Elway. Did you do that?"
Oh. Patrick must be the human male.
Clumsy suddenly felt himself and the wet toilet paper around him being picked up. He used this chance to find a way out of his strange prison. He felt himself stop but continued to struggle anyway. He heard a feminine scream starting as he broke through the prison.
Once he saw the terrified face of Grace, he started screaming as well. He heard screams coming from the other room and before he could register it, Grace flicked the toilet brush he was on, flinging him across the bathroom and slamming right into the window. He slowly slid down and onto the windowsill.
Clumsy was quick to sit on his tail and notice the terrified expression on Grace's face.
"Please don't hurt me!" Clumsy pleaded to her with one arm in front of him. "Please! I just wanna go home!"
"Are you..." Grace stammered as she slowly started to approach Clumsy with the toilet brush still ready to attack. Elway followed her at her side, ready to attack if needed. "Di-di-did you just talk?"
"I'm not saying until you put down that giant, spiky thing," Clumsy said uncertainly.
Grace seemed quiet for a minute or two, deciding whether Clumsy was a threat or not. After another minute, she stammered out, "Okay, so you're like...You're blue, and...Oh god! Oh!"
Clumsy relaxed when she pulled the spiky thing away from him and seemed to realize that he was completely harmless.
"Oh, gosh! Are you okay?" She asked with genuine concern in her voice.
"I-I think so," Clumsy replied as he stood up shakily. Unknown to them, Elway left the room after sensing commotion in the living room.
"Oh! Um...I'm sorry about...you know, throwing you against the window and all...Um, welcome to our happy home!" Grace put on a smile after looking guilty about harming him.
"You have a nice mushroom, Miss Grace," Clumsy complimented as he looked around.
Grace looked surprised for a number of reasons with his reply. For one thing, he seemed to shake off being thrown and being a threat to her so quick. He even called her home a 'mushroom', whatever it was he meant. Most of all, how did he even know her name?
"Um, thank you..." Grace dragged out, waiting for him to introduce himself. He, however, didn't need to.
"Clumsy!" Papa Smurf's voice sounded from behind the two. He and Grace looked at the doorway where there was Papa, Grouchy, Brainy and Smurfette, but no Gutsy.
"Hi guys!" Clumsy waved. "You gotta meet Grace! She's really nice! This is my family. There's Papa, Brainy, Smurfette and Grouchy!"
Clumsy pointed to each Smurf, who shyly waved at the human female as she waved back.
"But, where's Gutsy, guys?"
"Grace! RUN!" Grace jumped at the sound of Patrick's voice yelling for her.
"Stop bleatin' like a sheep and let me hogtie ye, ye wriggly numptie!" Gutsy's voice crooned from the same room.
"Oh! That's Gutsy! C'mon! You've gotta meet him, too!" Clumsy said jumping into Grace's hands.
Grace felt kind of strange going along with this, but felt that would probably be the best thing to do. She shrugged and rushed to the living room. The Smurfs looked at each other and followed her with Elway following at her side.
"Grace! We're being attacked! Do not be fooled by their cuteness!" Patrick's yells became closer and closer as they came into the doorway to the living room.
"It's okay, it's okay," Grace reasoned but then gasped at the sight she saw. The Scottish Smurf had her husband hogtied with his hands tied behind his back with the orange yarn. The sight was actually kind of funny to look at, though she didn't entirely like to admit it.
"They're friendly," She smiled as she held up Clumsy. Patrick continued to look up at her strangely even after he was assured of their safety.
"Heh," Gutsy laughed as he jumped onto his head and onto the ground in front of his face. "Yer lucky yer lassie stepped in. I woulda made haggis of yer innards!"
Patrick looked at him almost fearfully, then up at Grace, who simply shrugged, then slammed his head down on the wooden floor in frustration.
Gutsy sat upon the windowsill, looking over the night sky and thinking to himself as he held the blue plaid cloth with the mystery object inside. Being away from home made him feel uneasy. Being away from the other Smurfs made him homesick. Being away from Crafty, well, to him that was just heart breaking.
He looked at the item he held in his hand. He traced a thumb across the hard surface and sighed. He felt incredibly unsmurfy. Not because he missed his home, the other Smurfs, especially Crafty, but he felt guilty. Crafty must be worried sick about him. And what if something happened to her? Something terrible?
"Uh…Gutsy?"
Startled, Gutsy jumped and quickly wrapped his treasure before hiding it behind his back.
"Clumsy!" Gutsy whispered. "Ye scared the livin' smurf out of me, laddie!"
"Sorry," Clusmy said, arms behind his back and shuffling his feet.
Gutsy sighed and asked, "No problem, but what're you doin' here? Shouldn't ye be sleepin' with the other Smurfs?"
"Well, shouldn't you?" Clumsy answered. It wasn't much of a comeback. Clumsy wasn't really one to do those. It was more of an innocent question. Gutsy was startled by the answer just the same.
Gutsy sighed and said, "Aye. Couldn't sleep."
"Me neither…Gutsy?"
Gutsy only 'hmm'ed in response.
"Why do you have your arms behind your back?"
Gutsy's eyes widened as he figured he didn't look exactly innocent with his arms behind his back.
"N-no reason, lad. Go back to sleep. I'll be'n shortly."
"Are you hiding something?" Clumsy asked curiously.
"No! What would I have to smurf?" Gutsy asked defensively. Now Clumsy knew he was hiding something.
"What is it?"
"Err-Nothin'! Nothin' at all!"
"It doesn't smurf like nothing," Clumsy stated as he did his best to get a look behind Gutsy's back.
Gutsy, however, did his best to keep his possession out of Clumsy's possession. He kept spinning and moving, unaware that he was about to fall off of the windowsill before it was too late.
"Gutsy! Look out!" Clumsy yelled and reached out to keep Gutsy from falling. But, being Clumsy, he tripped, resulting in knocking both of them to the wooden floor. In doing so, the item was released from his grip and slid across the wooden floor.
Gutsy's eyes widened as he felt the item fly from his grip and he desperately scanned the floor for his missing treasure.
"Hehe. Sorry, Gutsy," Clumsy said nervously.
Frankly, Gutsy didn't care about falling down. He had taken a lot worse, but he could not and would not lose that item. It's just too precious to him to lose.
"Never mind that, laddie! Just look for dat cloth!"
Clumsy flinched at his suddenly raised voice. Gutsy never got that mad, especially over a silly cloth. Apparently, none of the other Smurfs heard the commotion. True it was hard to ignore an outburst like that, but it wasn't to say that nobody heard the ruckus.
Grace Winslow had heard Gutsy's yell and decided to investigate. She slowly creaked the door to her and Patrick's bedroom open and quietly made her way to the doorway to the small living room.
"What is it, anyway?" Clumsy asked looking around the room.
"It's…well…it's just something I had made te give te me lassie."
His lassie? Grace thought to herself. Does that mean…?
She had to hold in a gasp of happiness at realizing what he meant. Gutsy had a mate back at home!
Her joy was cut short as she felt her heart drop an instant later. That also meant that by being forced here, the two were pulled apart from each other.
He must miss her so much, Grace thought sadly. And I bet she misses him, too.
"Hey, is this it, Gutsy?" Clumsy asked, holding up what looked like a sort of rock wrapped in a blue plaid cloth.
Gutsy sighed in relief and rushed over to Clumsy as he handed the mysterious item over.
"Thanks, lad," Gutsy said gripping the trinket tightly in his fist.
"So," Clumsy curiously asked standing on his tip toes. "What is it?"
Gutsy sighed knowing Clumsy was too curious and persistent by this point to just tell him no.
"Fine," he said holding out the object and pulling off the cloth.
Clumsy looked inside (and Grace, unknowingly to them) and saw a beautiful silver ring. It looked to be fresh silver and on the top was an imbedded amethyst crystal. Not just any amethyst, though. It was from one of the magical amethyst from Miner's mines. From the very stone Crafty gave to him the day she discovered it, no less.
"Gosh, it's pretty," Clumsy replied, still mesmerized by the sight of Gutsy's sentimental treasure. He looked back up at his Scottish brother and asked, "Why do ya have a ring, though? You gonna give it to her?"
Gutsy furrowed his eyebrows nervously and stuttered out, "Well…I'm gonna do much more den dat, Clumsy."
He looked down at the ring and looked back up, smiling lovingly, "I-I was gonna ask'er te marry me."
That's so sweet! Grace thought letting out a soft sigh.
Both Smurfs jumped at the sudden noise and turned to the source.
"Oh, Miss Grace!" Clumsy exclaimed. "Sorry! We didn't smurf to wake ya up!"
"No, no, it's fine," she said kneeling down to the two Smurfs. She turned to Gutsy and asked, "So, what's her name?"
Gutsy's face flushed a light purple as he embarrassingly replied, "Oh. Ye heard that, eh?"
Grace 'mhmm'ed in response and waited for Gutsy to reply.
Before he could, Clumsy piped, "Her name's Crafty Smurfette! She's really nice, Miss Grace! She's smart, funny, she likes to make things-"
Clumsy was cut off by Gutsy slapping a hand over his mouth. He rolled his eyes skyward with amusement and said, "'es a wee bit energetic tonight, lass. Don' mind'em. But 'es right. Me lassie's all dat and much more."
Grace smiled and said, "Well, I think she must be lucky to have a Smurf like you in her life. Do you miss her?"
Gutsy scoffed, "Like ye wouldn' believe."
"Well, you wanna know what I think?" Grace asked as she sat down near the window and looked out. The two Smurfs climbed up and sat on the windowsill. Gutsy looked up at Grace expectantly, waiting for an answer. She smiled as she said, "I bet that if she loves you as much as you love her, she'll be out looking for you. I wouldn't be surprised if she was here, looking for you right now."
Gutsy smiled as he nodded, "Yeah."
"Tell me, Benevolent," Crafty asked as she walked next to them. She held Toddlette in her arms as she suckled at her bottle which had warm milk in it for her to drink. Which Benevolent ever so conveniently had brought along with him. "Why are you doing this? And how do you even know where the others are?"
"You ask a lot of questions, Crafty. Sometimes it's better to just go with the flow."
"Not when that flow's gonna smurf you down and make you drown."
"Ouch," Benevolent put a hand over his heart in fake pain. "Why must you torture me so?"
"Because I'm not going to stop until you've earned back my trust. Or at least until we find the other Smurfs," Crafty said and just as she finished, Toddlette finished her milk and babbled, indicating that she wanted to be burped. Crafty put her head over her shoulder and bounced her as she patted her back gently. After the burp, Toddlette sighed and cuddled her face into the crook of Crafty's neck.
"Oh. I almost forgot. You'll be needing this on your journey," Benevolent reached into a nearby bush and pulled out a large brown sack. He threw it up to the Smurfs on Xavier's back, which they caught and concluded that it wasn't very heavy for a sack that could hold a lot of things.
"Journey?" Crafty questioned. "What journey? I thought you were taking us to find the other Smurfs."
"I said I'd show you where they're at. And I will. We're almost there-" Benevolent suddenly froze and looked around. "Run."
"Wha?"
"RUN!" He yelled before rushing off ahead of them. They had to run to keep up with him and his sudden marathon run. They had no idea what they were running from, but they needed to find their missing family members.
Benevolent took a sharp turn and ran into the cave that lead into the Forbidden Falls. With nobody bothering to read the warning signs, they followed him deeper and deeper into the cave. By the time they reached the end, they saw Benevolent looking up at the ceiling of the cave, like he was calculating something.
"Is this some kind of joke?" Crafty asked angrily as she saw the dead end to find the other Smurfs. "Don't you know how important this is to us?"
"Of course, I do," Benevolent replied not looking at her. "But we were in danger. A danger that we have not escaped just yet. Now come to the edge of the cliff. You'll be finding your missing kin soon enough."
Hesitantly, Xavier stepped over to the edge and looked over it, wondering what he meant.
"Crafty? You in there?" Sweepy's voice called from the mouth of the cave.
"Oh no," Crafty's groaned lowly, but loud enough for him to hear her.
"I heard her!" Grandpa exclaimed.
"Chee chruu!" Wild chirped.
"Hang on, chica! We're comin' for ya!" Wooly called in and the thundering sound of footsteps sounded throughout the cave.
Suddenly, very suddenly, the light from the Blue Moon shone through the hole in the ceiling and onto the waterfall. Xavier squinted his eyes at the falling water as something...not usual was happening.
"Uh, guys? Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"
"What?" Crafty asked as she turned around to look.
Scaredy shook and scrambled off of Xavier's back and went to hide behind Crafty. The portal began to grow and Xavier could feel air pulling at his fur as the pull of the vortex was trying to pull him in. The Smurflings clung to his fur and kept the sack and Vanity on him as Xavier dug his claws into the dirt.
"What in smurfhill is that?" Wooly clamped a hand over his wooly hat to prevent it from blowing away.
"I don't know! But I'm starting to lose my grip here!" Xavier yelled as he tried to crawl back, but the force nearly threw him off the cliff as his claws dug even deeper.
"You said that you wanted to find your family, well this is the only way!" Benevolent yelled as the portal started sounding like a plane engine. Xavier looked at the Smurf, then back at the portal. When he looked back at Benevolent, he looked at him and nodded.
"See ya on the other side, Crafty," Xavier said as he released his claws from the cliff, allowing him to be sucked in with the Smurflings.
"What did you do that for?" Crafty yelled at Benevolent. Before he could give out a reply, the ones behind them jumped in. First Wooly, then Grandpa, Sweepy, Hummer, Puppy, and finally Wild and Monty jumped in. The only question on Scaredy and Crafty's mind was why?
"Oh, and Scaredy?" Benevolent said casually, only looking ahead at the portal. "Whatever you do, don't look behind you."
Involuntarily, Scaredy turned his head back only to come eye-to-eye with Ipati. His fangs were erect and white, his scars were obviously shown from the last battle he had before. His lavender eyes, however, were completely different from before. They seemed to be filled with animal aggression with no morals or pity. He hissed threatingly at Scaredy, making him shudder and faint, letting the gravity of the portal drag him in.
Crafty and Benevolent turned back to the cobra that turned his attention back to the Smurfette that he was after. He seemed satisfied that he finally got her right where he wanted her.
"Crafty! You have to go NOW!" Benevolent shouted to her as they backed away from the approaching cobra.
"Are you kidding? I'm not leaving you alone with him!" Crafty screamed as her foot slipped back as she ran out of cliff to stand on. She managed to regain her balance but the pull of the portal was becoming too strong for her to hold on for much longer.
Benevolent snarled and grabbed Crafty by the straps of her overalls and yelled, "Don't you dare defy the Arch-Angel Smurf!"
"The Arch-Angel what now?" Crafty asked with wide eyes.
"Never mind! Just GO!" He shouted as he threw her towards the portal.
Ipati saw this as his last chance to get to her so he struck out at her and opened his jaws wide to catch her. Just as his fangs were about to snatch her by her overalls, the force from the vortex seemed to intensify and pulled her forward faster, Ipati biting down only on air.
Benevolent and Ipati could only hear her echoed screams as she disappeared from sight. Ipati pulled himself back as his lower body was tied to a stalagmite and glared at the portal, then looked at the only remaining Smurf. Benevolent crouched down in challenge making Ipati hiss and release his hood in acceptance. The Smurf then released his large ivory wings from his back and lashed out at the cobra.