Hello, everyone! I guess I'm doing much better with my recover than was normally expected. I hope you guys like my new profile pic. I think it sets a good tone for the next story I'm gonna write. I'm still in pain from it, but I'm able to write again. So, I'll be able to update while I'm stuck in my bed and doing my makeup work from school! Yay! Now, before we get to the reviews, it appears that we have a new candidate for our little biography contest. Xavier has joined the race so keep sending in your numbers and we'll have a winner by the end of the story. Let's get to the reviews now!
flowerpower71- Uh, duh! Of course it's adorable! I'm kidding, thank you for calling it adorable. It is true, though. Monty can't fly at all. He can flap his wings and hover for a few seconds, but that's it. Crafty did create him after all, so of course he'd take to her like she were his real mother.
And of course, Don Smurfo is just as devoted to Fencette as Gutsy is to Crafty. And Vanity really needs to learn to keep his mouth shut when he knows he will get in trouble. As for Xavier making himself comfortable on the chair, I'm sure Grace wouldn't have minded. It's not everyday a magical talking badger visits so why not let him make himself at home? Finally, as to my surgery, I'm actually recovering beautifully and gracefully, or at least that's what the doctors said. The part where I got the anesthesia was weird, though. I just blinked and everything got blurry, then the next thing I knew was that I was waking up in the recovery room. I'm doing fine, but thank you for support, concern, and prayers for me. It makes getting these chapter and stories up all the more rewarding.
FrittzyCrazy- Wow. That's the first time anybody's ever called this story a "Smurftacular Fanfiction" before. I'm touched by it. And don't worry about the whole lucky color thing. To tell the truth, if I may so myself, I actually thought that you did on purpose hence your username Frittzy "Crazy", if you catch my drift. I don't mean any offense by that, so sorry if that sounds like an insult.
Sapphire777- I don't mind. Just review when you can and that'll be fine with me. I hope your grandma get's better soon. Give her my condolences and my prayers. For your guess for the new Smurfs story, I'm sorry to say that you couldn't bed farther from the truth. Don't take it the wrong way, I understand how you'd think that way, but I'll just tell you guys now what it's about. First of all, it's not a Smurfette who wants them separated, it's a Smurf. And before you jump to conclusions, it's not because he has romantic feelings for Crafty, or that he's angry at Gutsy or anything like that. All of that will be explained in the next story and don't worry, the Smurf isn't actually one that you guys know. He's an OC of mine. In fact, you guys will meet him in this story, just not in the way you'd expect to. However, you are on the right track with Romeo and Juliet, so I'll give you another chance along with a clue. The clue is: Think about what Crafty has that Gutsy doesn't. And try to guess who the Smurf is and someone gets a prize. I don't know when I'll be putting him in, but it'll be soon.
Oh wow. Nice use of the Boys-Be-Gone spray. Keep it as long as you need to. And I'm sorry about how bad you're week has been. Just for that, I'll dedicate the next chapter to you. I think you'll really love it. I think everyone will.
Chloe- I'll give Monty that hug for you and I'm sure he'll appreciate greatly. I know Crafty is proud of him and she won't push him until he's ready. It's easy to see when Crafty is disappointed and she wasn't. Spectra sounds like a beautiful place to see. I hope you find what you're looking for there. Don't you forget about me and the little blue people of planet Earth! Good luck!
Benny- Like I said to Sapphire777: It's no problem. I'm just fine with you reviewing the story when you can. I usually take my time with the chapters anyway to add new ideas I get and to let people review. Anyhow, it's no surprise that Monty can communicate with other birds. I mean, Clockwork Smurf and Clockwork Smurfette could communicate with the other Smurfs and King Gerard, right? So, why can't a mechanical eagle talk to other birds? Sorry if that sounded rude, this pain is making me a little cranky, so sorry if I offend anybody. And actually, that was an old guy calling "Hey!" the first time Clumsy knocked over that flower pot. The second time it really was Xavier.
Yeah. That's the effect of the Life Giver's magic. It gives the victim more smurfiness in their hearts. You don't think Xavier's eyes turned blue for no reason, did you? And funny you should mention Grace meeting Crafty (smiles cheekily) but I'm not going to tell you. I want it to be a surprise. I do not blame you for saying that to Vanity. He really doesn't stand a chance against anybody in the village. Not even the Smurflings! Basically, any Smurf that can toss Brainy out of the village can take on Vanity and win.
I'm just curious, but why do you keep mentioning Ipati when he hasn't even appeared in the past few chapters? You must really like him. Considering Grace is surprised but embracing the new Smurfs and a talking badger, Patrick might not with all the stress he's under and I don't blame him. I actually sympathize him a little bit. It's hard to get something important done while all sorts of new changes are popping up every second of the day. You're close, though. Patrick doesn't meet him at the toy store or at home. I have to say myself, I think I made their meeting quite meaningful (and hilarious). I thank you and Noctuma for concerns for my recovery.
Zinka17- My surgery went fine, thank you very much. And this is actually the chapter everybody gets back together again. (sees expecting eyes from the audience) And yes: Crafty and Gutsy are reunited in this chapter, too.
Audience: YAY! Finally!
Thank you all for you support in my stories, past present and future and support for me in my recovery! Without further ado...
I own Crafty, Hummer, Xavier, Monty, Toddlette, Meena, Ipati, Fencette, Almia, and Benevolent. The Smurfs movie belongs to Sony Animation Studios and the actual Smurfs along with Johan and Peewit belong to Peyo.
Livy belongs to flowerpower71 and Jo belongs to CartoonCaster21. Enjoy this new chappy!
"What's that?" Snappy asked pointing at a large black box.
"Oh, that's a television," Grace answered.
"What's this?" Slouchy asked sitting on top of some strange black box under the television.
"That's a Play Station 3. It's a sort of...way to play games on the television."
"And that! What's that, Miss Grace?" Sassette asked pointing at the device next to her.
"That, Sassette is a telephone. We use it to talk to people far away without writing letters," And just as Grace finished, the telephone went off. She grabbed the phone and looked at the number I.D, which was Patrick's. She smiled and answered it, "Hi Patrick."
"Grace, help. Help! They are everywhere and they won't stop singing! I cannot get a thing done! Please come and get these guys-" There was a loud thump in the background, emphasizing the point of Patrick's plea.
"Oh, I don't mind coming to get them," Grace smiled. "I kinda have a surprise for them anyway. I'll be right over."
"Oh, thank you thank you thank you! Please get here soon-" There was another crashing thud. Patrick grumbled desperately, "Or sooner..."
"'Kay. See you in a bit," Grace hung up the phone and got up from her spot to get her shoes and things together.
"What was that all about?" Xavier asked with a yawn, stretching his body and getting up, feeling more refreshed than he had in weeks.
"That was my husband. Apparently, the other Smurfs hitched a ride with him and are now causing havoc for him," Grace chuckled. "And now he can't get anything done. So he wants me to pick them up and bring them back here."
"Oh! Oh! Can we come? Please?" The Smurflings asked with big blue eyes. Grace had to admit that it was cute, but went with her better judgement.
"Sorry guys, but I think it's going to be dangerous enough just having to get them home unnoticed. Maybe you should just stay here. Keep an eye on our mushroom and rest, ya know?" Grace suggested.
The Smurflings sighed disappointingly, but nodded and muttered, "Alright."
"Say. Why don't I come?" Xavier said jumping down from the chair. "I mean, if we really are going to get the others, I can keep an eye out for the others wandering around...New York, you said?"
Grace nodded and thought for a moment. If there really were more Smurfs around the city, the safest place probably would be in their apartment. And she would have no idea what to look for but Xavier would. Plus, it would be dangerous for other people to see a Smurf or Smurfette, but she wouldn't arouse too much suspicion if she brought along an animal that everybody knew about already and that does really exist. All Xavier would have to do is keep the talking down when he's around other people.
"Well, okay. You can come, but there is one thing you have to do but I don't think you'll like it," Grace pointed out hesitantly.
"What are we talking about here?" Xavier asked with a raised eyebrow.
Grace left around the corner and came out with a black leash in hand and a sheepish smile.
"You've got to be joking," The badger stated, already starting to sound indignant. Grace gave him a pleading look. He sighed and walked to her feet, "Just hook me up already."
Grace knelt to the ground and placed a collar around Xavier's neck followed by the leash.
"I'll come too!" Clumsy crooned jumping onto Xavier's back and hanging onto his collar.
"Okay. I guess we're ready to go. You guys behave yourselves, now!" Grace called to the other Smurfs as she and Xavier walked out the door and closed it.
"Well, here we are!" Grace chimed as she and Xavier exited the cab in front of the Angelou. It was unusual for the cab driver to see a woman entering it with a badger, but he didn't ask questions as long as he got his money and his tip.
"This is where that Patrick guy is?"
"Yup. This is the place," She said opening the front door. She looked around for her husband's office as she walked around, not even dragging Xavier around since he was following so willingly.
It wasn't until a few moments later that Grace noticed Patrick, who had his face in his palms, most likely from the Smurfs in his office. He suddenly looked up and around, somehow having an instinctive feeling in his gut. Grace smiled and waved at him and his mood seemed to lift tenfold and he gestured with his hand to hurry and come into his office.
She nodded and tugged on Xavier's leash to pull him with her. She walked quickly to his office door and opened it up slightly, poking her head inside to see the Smurfs, as she suspected, making a ruckus and causing havoc.
"Psst! Hey guys! I've got a surprise for you," Grace excitedly whispered, though none of them seemed to hear or notice her at all. She ignored it and tugged on the black leash, bringing Xavier inside with her. The brown and white badger waddled inside and looked around, letting his sharp teeth turn into a grin at the sight of the Smurfs.
Smurfette heard the creak of the door open up and turned around only to gasp in happiness and surprise.
"Xavier!" She cried jumping off of the shelf, onto the desk and onto the floor, hugging Xavier's snout. The other Smurfs snapped their attention to where Smurfette ran to and gasped as well.
"XAVIER!" They yelled running to the badger and climbing up on top of the animal.
"C'mon guys! Is that all you got?" Xavier taunted as the Smurfs hugged him with all their might. "I've felt stronger hugs from from Cupid! Give me all ya got!"
"My my, Xavier," Papa chuckled. "I've never seen you so affectionate before. I never thought you had it in you in the first place."
"I have to be honest, I didn't think so either," Xavier then frowned as he was getting a weird look from Patrick, who seemed stunned to see and especially hear a badger in his office. "What're you looking at? Didn't your mama teach you it's rude to stare? And what's with the leash? I thought only dogs wore leashes."
"Look who's talking," Patrick shook his head and looked at Grace pleadingly, hoping for an answer. She merely shrugged and smiled as the creatures had their touching little reunion.
"Where did you find him, Grace?" Smurfette asked.
"I didn't. He and a few other Smurfs found Clumsy and me at home."
"Other Smurfs?" Patrick asked shockingly, almost fearfully.
"Other Smurfs?" The Smurfs asked happily. Papa quickly asked, "Where are they? How many of them are here?"
"Answer one: I don't know. They're scattered all over the place looking for you guys. Second of all, there's," Xavier stayed silent for a moment, using his claws to count how many Smurfs were indeed in the city. "Fourteen. Fourteen Smurfs including Alomar, Almia, Hummer, Monty, Puppy and me."
Grace seemed so happy that she was going to meet more Smurfs, but Patrick looked like he was going to have a panic attack.
Xavier continued on, not really caring if they were listening or not, "There's The Smurflings, Wooly, Sweepy, Vanity, Grandpa, Wild, Scaredy, Toddlette, Don Smurfo, Fencette and Crafty I believe are here."
The Smurfs, all but Gutsy, tilted their heads in confusion, "Toddlette?"
"Oh, who cares?! Me lassie's here!" Gutsy crooned joyfully, grabbing and shaking Brainy by his shoulders. He pushed him away and yanked Xavier's ears excitedly, "Where is she? Is she here? Does she miss me? Tell me!"
"Only," Xavier winced. "when you stop yanking on my ears, you psycho!"
Gutsy stopped and waited most impatiently for Xavier to reply to him. After shaking his head, the badger continued, "Like I said before, I don't know where the others are. She had us split up to look for you guys. Yes, she's here. And frankly, I think you might wanna dig your own grave now because she's gonna kill you when she finds you."
The Scotsman's expression fell from happiness to confusion to an instant, "What? What're ye talkin' about?"
"Hey, I'm just saying that she said so herself when we split up that we'd better find you before she does."
"She...She did?" Gutsy asked incredulously.
"Uh huh. But, I might be wrong. She was talking with Cupid yesterday and she said that she has the urge to slap you over the head for 'getting yourself lost and making her worried sick' as I recall her saying."
"She said that?" Gutsy asked, now feeling extremely guilty. He didn't mean to make her worry so much at all.
"Um, guys? I'm sorry to interrupt, but could you maybe take this somewhere else? I kinda have to work," Patrick asked, wondering what the heck they were even talking about.
"PATRICK!" A voice yelled out, whom he recognized to be his boss's, Odile.
"Go go go! Hide!" Patrick ordered. The Smurfs looked around and found an Angelou bag, which they quickly crawled into. Grace quickly took the bag and grabbed Xavier's leash before Odile stormed in through the door.
"Patrick! How is the project for our campaign coming along?" She asked in her fake sweet voice.
"Oh, it's coming along. It's coming along just fine," Patrick nervously replied.
"Well then why aren't you working on it?! I want it finished by tonight so it will be on the billboards first thing in the morning!" She yelled making everyone in the room flinch, including the hiding Smurfs and Xavier. She looked down and scrunched her nose in disgust, ordering as she waved at the badger, "And somebody get this...this beast out of my building!"
Xavier's ears perked up and his eyes widened, then the hairs on the back on the back of his neck raised and his teeth bared as he let out a low growl, but Odile let herself out of the room before that happened. He then chuckled and looked at Patrick, shaking his head unbelievably.
"What? What's with you?" Patrick asked.
"I'm just laughing at the fact that you work for her and I'm the one on the leash," Xavier snickered uncontrollably.
"Grace," Patrick pleaded, gesturing to the bag and at Xavier, giving her a silent begging to take them away. She nodded and took the bag and tugged on Xavier's leash, taking him out of the office and back home.
"You guys just have to understand that Patrick's under a lot of pressure right now," Grace explained to the Smurfs and Xavier. They were all currently in the cab on their way home, but not without keeping an eye out for the other Smurfs. "So if you could just lay low for a little bit..."
"You have my word of honor, Miss Grace," Papa promised. Gutsy, who seemed to be bored, climbed on top of the heads of his brothers to look out of the bag. Papa ignored him and continued, "My Smurfs will not move from this bag."
That, however, was about to change in three. Two. One...
"Stargazer!" Gutsy called pointing to the other side of the street.
"What?" Grace asked looking in the same direction. Gutsy seemed to be convinced that there were stargazers from the picture of a man, a boy and a telescope on it.
"Stargazer! Let's go!" Gutsy repeated for the others to hear. He jumped out of the bag with the other Smurfs following him, eager to get the stargazer they so desperately need.
"No, wait! Wait!" Grace cried out.
"Guys! What has gotten into you?!" Xavier yelled for them.
"Hit the deck!" Papa ordered diving to the ground, for a mechanical carriage was coming their way. The others dove to the ground just as the car rushed past them.
"Hey! I'm walkin' here! I'm walkin'!" Grouchy yelled, now just walking casually across the street.
"Save me!" Brainy fearfully cried out.
"Hey, look out, Brainy!" Gutsy yanked Brainy by his arms backwards, where Brainy clung to his Scottish brother out of fear and surprise.
"'ey! Only me lassie's allowed te hold me like dat!" Gutsy yowled as he pushed his brainy brother off of him.
"Can't everyone just slow down and enjoy life?" Smurfette asked nobody in particular.
"Wait for it," Papa said as a teenager with a skateboard jumped up over the sidewalk and kept going.
Gutsy looked at the contraption with great desire, "I gotta get me one of those!"
"Oh my gosh!" Grace yelled opening the cab door and pulling Xavier with her. She ran after them as they made their way into the toy store.
Grace pulled out her cell phone and quickly dialed the phone to contact Patrick. It kept ringing and ringing until he finally answered the phone with a friendly,
"Hey."
"Patrick! The Smurfs have gone AWOL!" Grace explained hastily as she and Xavier gave chase to them.
"Grace? Are you running?"
"No, no! I'm totally fine, but they need your help! Patrick, I'm afraid they're gonna get themselves killed!"
"It wouldn't be the first time it's happened," Xavier panted.
"Sweetie, they're fine. They can send us a tiny thank-you note when they get back to shroom town. Right after they invent paper."
Grace groaned inwardly, "Patrick, they need you!"
"Honey-"
"Patrick, I need you!" Grace gasped. "Oh, my gosh, please hurry!"
Patrick sighed, "All right. Where are you?"
"At the toy store on Eighth Street! Please hurry!" Grace didn't wait for an answer and just hung up the phone.
Unknown to Grace or Xavier, Fencette and Almia listened from the top of a lamppost and heard and saw everything they needed to.
"Those fiends!" Fencette hissed. "They have smurfnapped them all! And now Xavier as well."
Almia screeched her agreements as well, glaring at the woman dragging Xavier into the toy store.
"Hmm! Almia!" Fencette started. "I need you to find my beloved and bring him here! I will need all the help you can find and get back here quick!"
Almia nodded and stretched her mighty wings and took off into the sky. Fencette turned to the toy store and narrowed her eyes. She then jumped down from the lamppost and rolled on the ground as she landed. As quickly and unnoticeable as possible, she slipped her way after Grace and the other Smurfs.
Meanwhile, in the toy store...
"Ya got anything, Puppy?" Crafty asked the hound, who was sniffing the ground while altogether avoiding any human to spot them. He shook his head and went back to sniffing the ground.
A short distance away on the second floor...
Gutsy snuck around, surprisingly not drawing any attention to himself at all. He kept looking around for the stargazer until something interesting caught his eye.
"Ye've got to be smurfing me!" He whispered with great excitement. He climbed up onto a stand where a large sort of gun was displayed. One that was very familiar to him. "A Smurf Cannon! The only way te fly!"
He climbed to the top and stuck his legs inside along with his tail, "Perfect!"
He pushed himself in the rest of the way inside and felt inside to trigger the contraption, "Time to catch some air!"
An instant later, Gutsy shot himself out of the cannon and into the air over to the second floor, "SMURFABUNGA!"
Crafty's ears perked instantly at hearing Gutsy's voice fill her mind.
"Gutsy?" She muttered to herself as she turned around, hoping to remember where the voice had come from. Puppy seemed to have heard him as well, for he lifted his head and yipped happily and instantly took off in the direction of his voice. In the process, however, the force of the sharp turn he made threw her off his back.
"Crafty!" Wooly and Sweepy looked back at her and tried to get Puppy to stop and turn around. Crafty merely waved her hand at them, giving a silent order to keep going without her. The two Smurfs looked at each other uncertainly, but went ahead anyway.
Crafty got to her feet and dusted herself off, wandering off in no particular direction in order to find where Gutsy's voice had originated from. Or maybe she just missed him so much that she was imagining it to cope with him being lost and not with her...
She shook her head and noticed that she walked right into an aisle of pink. It was filled with dolls and dresses for the dolls, but she also realized that she was right out in the open. She backed up into the aisle slowly, warily looking around her to make sure she wouldn't be caught. Though she wanted to watch all directions she was going, she couldn't.
Suddenly, she bumped into something behind her.
"Oh! Sorry about tha-Crafty?" A familiar voice asked surprised.
Crafty snapped around and let out a huge smile, "SMURFETTE!"
The two Smurfettes squealed excitedly and took each other into a warm, friendly hug.
"I can't believe your here! I mean, I knew you were here somewhere since we followed you here, but...WOW!" Crafty gasped out.
"I know! Xavier told us you guys were here, but I didn't think you were this close to us!" Smurfette suddenly gasped. "Gutsy! Wait until he finds you! He'll be so SMURFY about it!"
"He's here?!" Crafty pumped her fist in the air in triumph. "I knew it! I knew I heard his voice! I'm not losing my mind!"
Smurfette giggled and all of a sudden, started to get nervous as she started, "Um, Crafty? I know this might be the best time, but would you mind, I don't know, helping me find a new dress to wear?"
Crafty raised an eyebrow, "Really? We can't be out in the open like this for a long time, Smurfette! We'll get caught!"
"I know, I know! I just never get to wear dresses besides, well, these," Smurfette gestured to the dress she usually wore. She clasped her hands together and asked with big blue eyes, "Please? Just one dress?"
Crafty rubbed her arms unsure of what to do, "Well...I don't know..."
"C'mon! It'll be fun! Plus, we can find you something nice to wear for Gutsy," Smurfette suggested, knowing she would hit a soft spot of Crafty's.
"Fine," Crafty sighed. "You've smurfed my arm. But just one dress each. Then we're going to find the others."
"Deal," And with that, the two Smurfettes shook on it and went to explore the various dresses.
"Hmm. This one looks nice," Smurfette muttered as she grabbed a light pink dress to try on. Crafty, on the other hand, was tapping her foot impatiently. It was only fifteen minutes and she already had the dress she was planning on wearing for herself.
"Where is she?"
"Where'd she go?"
Crafty and Smurfette suddenly looked up and noticed many human children gathering up at the end of the aisle. They suddenly turned to where the two were and called out, "There she is!"
"And there's two of them!"
"I call the one in the blue clothes!"
"Like smurf you do, kid," Crafty quietly hissed as she narrowed her eyes in determination.
"Hey! This dress is mine!" Smurfette called out to them, still trying to get the dress on her.
"I don't think they want the dress, Smurfette," Crafty whispered to them, now starting to back up as they started to close in.
Grace and Xavier suddenly turned around the corner and saw the two Smurfettes.
"Kid!" Xavier said in a shushed tone.
"Smurfette!" She whispered out. While Smurfette seemed unfazed by her voice, Crafty jumped, first excited to see Xavier, and then turned her attention to the human female right behind them.
"Wait, I'm shopping!" Smurfette whispered back.
Grace quickly scooped the two Smurfettes into her hands and answered, "We'll shop later!"
She then turned around quickly and ran as fast as she could away from the children that wanted them so badly.
Grace looked down at the two Smurfettes and asked, "Um, who are you?"
Crafty shook her head, trying to shake off the events that just happened. Then she turned to the human, answering casually, "Crafty. Crafty Smurfette. And just who might you be?"
"Oh, this is Grace, Crafty," Smurfette introduced. "We stayed with them until we found a way to get home."
Grace's eyes widened at the blue and white clad Smurfette, "Wait! You're Crafty?"
"Uh, yeah. I'm pretty sure I'm the only Crafty around here."
"Oh my gosh! It's so nice to meet you! I've heard so much about you!" Grace ecstatically gushed. "Gutsy hasn't stopped talking about you!"
Well I haven't stopped thinking about him, Crafty smiled at the human.
Grace suddenly turned her head around and whispered to them, "Maybe it would be better if you guys stayed in here for now."
She then proceeded to put them in her purse for safekeeping. The two Smurfettes poked their heads out and looked around for their other friends and family.
In another part of the store...
"Technically, when loading cargo onto the head of a bear, one should distribute the weight-" Brainy was interrupted by Papa.
"Brainy! Just pull!" He ordered as he tried to push the stargazer they had recently found onto the top of a high shelf onto a fake, tall brown bear.
"Ahoy, mateys!" Gutsy crooned, flying up onto the shelf by swinging on a rope. "What're ye waitin' for? We're drawin' a crowd!"
Gutsy then jabbed his thumb to a crowd of children that had given chase to him not too long ago and were now after the three of them. Without hardly any effort, Gutsy shoved the box with the stargazer inside onto the bear's head.
"Show off!" Brainy muttered to himself.
"Oh dear! They think we're toys!" Papa realized as the children now started knocking onto the tall bear, hoping to get the actually real toys down from the top. Though Papa and Brainy were fearful beyond doubt, Gutsy accepted this as a challenge of wits and determination.
"Hang onto yer knickers boys! It's about to get grisly!" Gutsy joked with their current situation along with what animal they were atop of at the moment.
"Don't let me fall!" Brainy pleaded, trying desperately to hold on to the stargazer.
"Just hang onto that stargazer, you two!" Papa yelled right before the bear fell down to the floor taking them with it. Fortunately, a skateboard had fallen in front of them. As fast as they could, they loaded the stargazer onto it and Gutsy started speeding it up with his leg to get away.
"I'll have you at ramming speed in no time!" Gutsy determinedly called, speeding up the skateboard until humans were jumping out of the way of the runaway skateboard.
"I think we lost them!" Brainy cheered.
A low shelf suddenly came into their view and Gutsy and Papa ducked down to avoid it. Unfortunately, Brainy wasn't so lucky with it. A loud bonk was heard as Brainy's head hit the shelf. He instantly ducked down and rubbed his now sore head.
"Again with the head!"
The whole time, Gutsy guided them aisle to aisle as they looked for the rest of their family.
"Out of the way or I'll caber toss ya!" Gutsy yelled threatingly to the nearby humans.
"Where did you learn how to drive?" Brainy complained.
"Oh? Ye think you could do better?"
"Yes! I do believe I could do better!"
Suddenly, all too suddenly it seemed, Gutsy and Brainy disappeared. Papa looked around and gasped as he looked up, seeing Gargamel with a strange contraption which must have captured Brainy and Gutsy.
"Two more!" He cried out triumphantly. He then started after Papa with his strange new weapon.
"Brainy! Gutsy!"
"Papa!" Gargamel tauntingly called out but then suddenly stopped. Grace ran up, looking around for the others as did Crafty, Smurfette and Xavier. Crafty's eyes widened and she poked Smurfette in the shoulder then pointed dead ahead.
Smurfette gasped and the two Smurfettes ducked down as she whispered to Grace, "Grace! That's Gargamel!"
Xavier and Grace came to an immediate halt and as casually as possible, turned around and tried to walk away. Grace's purse was suddenly knocked off of her shoulder as Azrael pounced on it, knocking out the two Smurfettes. Grace and Xavier tried to block Azrael from getting to them.
"Oh, you again! Get your paws off of me!" Smurfette hissed as she tried to get away.
Crafty snatched onto one of Azrael's whiskers and yanked them right off of his face, making him growl and jump back in pain.
"Bad kitty!" Grace yelled and smacked Azrael down the other aisle with her purse.
"Nice shot!" Xavier complimented with a laugh.
"Oh, I hate that cat!" Smurfette said.
"We all do, Smurfette!" Crafty panted as she ran as fast as she could with Smurfette.
Turning around a corner, the two suddenly froze as Gargamel jumped in front of the two.
"Gargamel," They whispered simultaneously.
"Ah, Smurfette. More lovely than ever. And the smarty pants Smurfette. Come to join your precious Smurf?" He taunted evilly as he held up the leaf blower. Crafty's eyes widened as she figured that Gargamel had captured Gutsy in that contraption.
Suddenly, at the other edge of the store, Almia and the others she could gather came at the open area, all looking around desperately for either the smurfnappers or the Smurfs. Monty looked all around but then froze as he noticed Crafty and Smurfette, both being trapped with Gargamel coming from one end and Azrael chasing Papa from the other.
"Mama!" He cawed out as so suddenly, he leapt off of the shelf they were on and spread his wings, gliding across the shelf tops with great grace. The others looked at him with shock and amazement.
"Ah! Help me! I can't do it!" Monty fearfully screeched.
"Just flap your wings!" Alomar screeched back, flapping his wings in demonstration.
Flap my wings? Monty thought as he lifted his wings up and down. First it was just clumsy, then he started gaining greater speed towards the two Smurfettes. He then narrowed his eyes in determination and closed his wings in, diving down like his mama taught him to. Papa had taken Smurfette with him and at least she was safe, but now Crafty was all alone.
"I'm coming mama!" Monty squawked as he released his retractable talons and shot them out. His left talons snatched around her whole body and she yelped as Azrael pounced at her, but missing drastically and only to be sucked into the leaf blower and getting stuck.
Monty puffed out his chest and flew forward, feeling proud of himself that he single-wingedly rescued his mother from certain doom-
BONK!
Until, of course, he crashed into a hanging sign and fell down to the floor. Crafty groaned as she landed onto the floor next to him and got up, stumbling a little from the force of the fall.
"Monty," She whispered amazed. The blue mechanical eagle looked up dazed at his mother figure and smiled with his beak. She smiled back and jumped on top of him, hugging his chest lovingly, "I'm so proud of you. You were so brave. I love you so much."
"I love you too, mama," Monty screeched softly and nuzzled the top of her head with his wooden beak.
As if it didn't happen enough for one day, another force tackled Crafty to the ground and off of Monty's chest. She groaned loudly and another groan responded to her. A very familiar groan.
Her eyes snapped open as she saw she was on top of a Smurf. The Smurf groaned deeply again and shook his head, blinking his eyes to clear the fog in his head.
"Lassie?" Gutsy whispered, desperately hoping that what he was seeing wasn't his imagination.
"Gutsy," She whispered back to him. Gutsy grinned widely and grasped her shoulders gently, allowing his eyes to droop shut as he started leaning towards her face.
Crafty suddenly frowned and snarled, lifting her hand back and slamming it on the side of Gutsy's head, knocking him at least a few inches away from her.
"OWW!" Gutsy hissed grabbing his head.
"That's for worrying me so much!" Crafty growled with narrowed eyes. She then marched right up to him, grabbed him by sash of his kilt and pulled him forward, crashing her lips to his. Gutsy, at first, couldn't believe what had happened, but couldn't care less and let his tail waggle, his eyes close, and the passion of the kiss course through them both.
Crafty pulled away, panting lightly as she pressed her head against his chest, which was heaving from how breathless he was from the kiss. She suddenly felt a sob rock at her being, with Gutsy feeling it too. He furrowed his rusty eyebrows and looked down at her worriedly and was startled to see that tears were starting to come from her eyes. Not like a complete downpour, but it was definitely not like very few had come out.
"Lassie. What's wrong?" He asked soothingly.
Crafty sniffled, pushing her head further into his chest, "Y-You have no idea what I've been through the past two days. And I...I just thought I lost you for good..."
Gutsy shook his head smiling as he took her face in his hands and lifted her eyes to his. Tears still came out of her eyes, but he could tell she was giving him her full attention.
"Lassie. I'm not goin' anywhere anytime soon," He murmured, using his thumbs to wipe the tears off of her face. "No force in this world or ours will keep me from you. I love you too much to let dat happen."
Crafty gave him a small smile and threw her arms around his shoulders and he wrapping his arms around her waist. Monty squawked as he got up and fluttered over, taking the two Smurfs into his wings and hugged them tightly in his wings.
"Ah, Monty!" Gutsy laughed rubbing the top of the eagle's head. "We love ye too!"
"I love you too, mama! And you too, daddy!" Monty cooed pulling them ever so closer. Patrick suddenly turned a corner and saw the two in the embrace of the eagle.
"Gutsy?" He asked coming closer and closer to them.
"Hey, laddie!" Gutsy waved to the human male, making Crafty look up at him curiously.
A green blur suddenly landed between them and Patrick. Fencette let out a snarl and unsheathed her sword, pointing it in Patrick's direction.
"Don't come any closer, smurfnapper!" She hissed.
Patrick looked around, hoping it wasn't him she was talking to, "Wh-What are you talking about? We didn't...smurfnap them! They came to us!"
"Fencette! Stand down!" Crafty ordered. Fencette looked at her, then at the human, then slowly sheathed her sword back. Alomar and Almia glided down to them and sent suspicious glares at the human male.
"What?" He said to them. I'm just getting you guys together so we can go home!" Patrick explained.
"Oh! Why didn' ye say so, laddie?" Gutsy chuckled. "C'mon, Smurfs! Let's smurf outta this joint."
Crafty suddenly raised an eyebrow at Fencette, asking almost fearfully, "Fencette? Where's Toddlette?"
"Don't you worry, Crafty?" Grandpa smiled as he slid down Alomar's back, the little pink bundle in his arms. "The little sweetie's sound asleep."
"CRAFTY!" Vanity screeched jumping off of Almia's back and storming up to her. "I am going to smurf you so hard in the head you're going to need to change your name!"
"Is that so?" Crafty asked, jumping from Monty's embrace and onto the ground with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes it is so!" He hissed angrily. "How dare you attack me and bring me against my will here! You're just lucky Papa Smurf doesn't know of this yet!"
"Yeah yeah yeah. Are you gonna smurf me a lesson or what?" Crafty asked bored out of her mind as she placed her fists on her hips.
"In a minute-WAAH!" Vanity yelped as Crafty growled and tackled him to the ground. Crafty held him into a headlock as he pathetically tried to escape it.
"Wow," Patrick said with wide eyes as he knelt down. "This is better than wrestling on the Olympics. Who is she, anyway?"
"Lad," Gutsy sighed dreamily, watching his mate and hopefully, soon-to-be bride and wife, beat Vanity with hardly any effort. "Dat dere's me lassie."