Okay, I'm just going to skip right to the reviews and the disclaimer and get this done. Let's go!

flowerpower71- I promised myself that when I started writing stories, I would end one with a mysterious cliffhanger. That's why. Don't worry, Livy was close by, yet Peewit still managed to put her life in danger.

Zinka17- I'm going to clarify now that what the 'dragon guy' is is a Drakonus. That's just a creature I made up. It'll make more sense later. And sorry, but I'm on a bit of a tight schedule, so not much will be shown in the bloopers, but I hope they'll be amusing all the same. And no, the feather didn't belong to Ipati. He was not even close to being anywhere near Crafty when they found Ipati. Think about to the last time you saw Ipati. Think. You know this.

Benny- Yeah. I didn't know how to fit Tracker in there and I know how much you wanted him there, but that was all I could really think of. The point of Belvedere, I think, was to distract Gargamel, not kill him. I would've loved to do that, but it's against my morals, not to mention the rating of the story. Unfortunately, the wedding won't be for a while. Not for a few years, actually. They want it to be a very special wedding. And actually, I think this is the one time Cupid can be forgiven for shooting them with a love arrow. They were about to get into a nasty fight.

To answer your two questions about our new character, the first answer is both yes and no. It will make more sense later in the next story. As for the second, I'm going to say this because I really hate the assumption that Crafty used to be evil. I'm not saying anybody's done it, but it's what someone would guess. No. Crafty was not evil before she lost her memory. In fact, it was the Drakonus that used to be good. So, he really was a good friend of Crafty's.

FrittzyCrazy- You are right. All of your questions (hopefully) will be answered in the next story.

I own all of my OCs (you should know them all by now). The Smurfs belong to Peyo, Nanu and Livy belong to flowerpower71, Sapphire777 owns Misty, and CartoonCaster21 owns Jo. Have a smurfy day!

Ch. 1

"I still can't believe you managed to build this thing, Crafty," Grandpa humorously shook his head. "How'd you get it to be, well, alive?"

"Oh, Handy helped me with that part. He just helped me with the mechanical parts of giving him life just like he did for Clockwork Smurf and Smurfette. It wasn't that hard."

"Well, what're ya gonna call'em, Crafty?" Sweepy asked.

"That's the first thing I thought of. I already have a name for him. His name is Monty."

"Monty?" The other Smurfs echoed back to her. Wild and Hummer only made their confused chirp and chittering sound.

"Yes, Monty. I like the name and so does he. Don't you, Monty?" Crafty asked looking over her shoulder. Monty blinked and responded by craning his neck downward and nudging his creator with his freshly-polished, sharply-curved wooden beak.

"He really likes you, Crafty," Slouchy stated.

"Of course he does. He thinks I'm his mommy," Crafty proudly replied.

Monty responded by using his head to scoop Crafty up onto the top of his head, only to fling her backwards onto the ground.

"Crafty! Are you alright?" Wooly tried not to laugh as he rushed to her and brought her to her feet.

Crafty, however, laughed herself and shook her head, "I'm fine. Try not to fling me so hard next time, eh Monty?"

Monty clicked embarrassingly and nodded.

"Cut!" Frosty laughed.

Ch. 2

"So, what did you see in your vision, Papa?" Smurfette asked as she walked with the red clad elder Smurf from out of his mushroom.

"Oh. Erm...Nothing...apocalyptic, really," Papa anxiously replied. He didn't like lying to one of his own children, or any of them for that matter. But he did indeed see something that he wished he hadn't. That Clumsy might endanger the rest of the village because of his own, well, clumsiness. And because of the clumsiness, he fears that his children might end up in Gargamel's clutches. He couldn't and he wouldn't let that happen. He cleared his throat and plastered a small smile on his face as he finished, "Everything's going to be just fine."

"Perfect!" Smurfette chimed. "Another year we don't have to worry about mean old-"

"GARBAGE SMELL!" Clumsy exclaimed, but stopped and laughed at what he just said.

"Cut!" Frosty shook her head, smiling to herself.

"Gargamel, Clumsy," Papa chuckled. "You mean Gargamel."

"Sorry," Clumsy apologized.

"Finally," she breathed as she smiled widely and slowed her pace. Not even ten steps out of the dark underbrush, the same hissing noise filled her ears, sending an unpleasant shiver down her spine.

Again, she turned around slowly to look for the source of the sound. This time, she did see something. The plants shook and rustled as something came closer and closer to her. Involuntarily, she hugged the firewood bundle close to her chest for comfort and protection.

But nothing came. Crafty raised an eyebrow and waited. She waited. And waited. And waited some more.

"Okay, what the Smurf is going on here?!" She snapped. "Ipati! That's your cue!"

"I can't!" The cobra's voice sounded from the bushes, which shook when he spoke. "I'm stuck!"

"Ha ha ha!" Crafty dropped the firewood and grabbed her knees as she continued to laugh.

"Cut!" Frosty slapped her forehead.

Ipati thrust himself forward at them, fangs stained with Xavier's blood. The three Smurfs cringed and hugged each other close as he got closer until...

"UMPH!" The cobra grunted as he landed on the ground right in front of them, just a Smurf's arm out of reach. He tried to snap again at them, but utterly failed to move another inch. He lifted his head and looked down his body to find the source of his immobility, only to find that his tail was tied to a thin tree with the four Smurflings and Hummer tied to the tree by Ipati's tail.

"Cut!" Frosty yelled into the megaphone. "What is that? How did that even happen?"

"We don't know!" Sassette struggled to get out of the binds. The adult Smurfs laughed and even Xavier did as he got to his feet.

"Xavier! You're supposed to be in pain and be able to hardly move!" Frosty yelled.

"The shot's ruined anyway. We can film it again. Besides, we'll just put it into the bloopers."

Ch. 5

"Go fish," Livy smirked as Peewit grumbled and grabbed another card from the deck.

"Got any fours, Jo?" Livy asked the raven-haired girl she sat next to.

Jo frowned and she groaned as she handed over two cards to Livy, "Dangit!"

Livy dropped the last of her cards onto the table as she grinned victoriously, "Alright! Who's up for five out of nine?"

"No thanks," The two teens chorused as they dropped their cards to the table. Johan chuckled as he took aim at the target, then released his arrow from the bow, landing a perfect bull's eye at the very center.

"Bravo, Livy. You're quite a card shark at this game."

"More like a card dolphin," Jo muttered to Peewit, who snickered along with her. Livy raised an eyebrow at the both of them.

"Okay, first of all, that doesn't make sense. Second, you do know dolphins are mammals. Not fish, don't you, Jo? We talked about this in school, you know."

"School...school..." Jo tapped a finger on her head as if she were trying to remember just what school was. Then she looked blankly at her best friend, "Yeah, I got nothing."

"Yeah, I thought you wouldn't," Livy sighed.

Flapping wings could be heard and before the three teens even looked up, Meena screeched and crashed into Peewit, knocking them both to the ground. Jo fell out of her chair, dying with laughter. Livy and Johan were covering their mouths to prevent their laughter.

"Meena!" Frosty called out. You were supposed to land on the table! What happened?"

"The wind currents changed for some reason!" Meena responded. She got up to her feet and pulled Peewit up by his shirt, "So sorry, Peewit."

"No problem. My ham broke my fall," Peewit grinned taking a full ham out of his pocket and takes a bite out of it.

"I'll never understand how that can be sanitary for him," Meena muttered, placing a wing on her head as she shook it.

Ch. 6

"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.

She picked up her pace as she caught sight of the arrogant Smurf. Plastering on a fake smile, she approached him and put an arm around his shoulders, "Vanity! Where ya goin'?"

Vanity raised an eyebrow at her sudden friendliness and frankly found it suspicious, "I told you. I'm going to tell Hefty you smurfed out of your mushroom. And there's nothing you can do to stop-"

Crafty suddenly grabbed his arms and pinned them to his side, bringing him to the ground with her on top of him. She pulled his hat down over his head and covered his eyes.

"What are you doing?! Unhand me!" Vanity squirmed in her grip, trying to get away.

"Sorry, Vanity," Crafty shook her head. "But I'm finding them and Hefty is not going to find out about it whether you cooperate or not!"

She pressed her fingers hard on the side of his neck, hitting a nerve and making Vanity go limp. Crafty raised an eyebrow and shook him a little to make sure he was out. When he didn't move, she smirked and got up off of him. She ripped vines from the trees, using them to bind his wrists and ankles together. She even brought out a white hankerchief she brought with her and stuffed it in his mouth in case he ever woke up.

"Alright, Vanity," She sighed, heaving him over her shoulders. "Let's go find some Smurfs."

Ch. 7

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 caused a loud thunk as the door barely gave into his rough tackle.

"Oooh," Hefty grabbed his head, rubbing the pain that had attacked him. "What happened! That was my roughest tackle!"

Miner looked inside the window and chuckled, "I think Crafty forgot to unlock the door."

Ch. 10

"So, I've been hearing a lot about Crafty lately, but I don't know much about her," Grace gave a knowing smile at Clumsy. "What's she like?"

"She's great. You gotta meet her," Xavier muttered taking his paws off his face for only a few seconds before putting them back over.

"Yup! She should be around here somewhere," Nat piped.

"You-You mean she's here? In New York?" Grace gasped.

"Uh huh," Snappy nodded. "She went with Sweepy, Wooly, and Puppy."

"You guys have a puppy, too?" Grace asked with a raised eyebrow. "What don't you have?"

"Apparently, safety, good luck, and...ugh, line!"

Frosty sighed and said into the megaphone, " It's 'and that Smurf we saw in the falls,' Xavier. I thought you learned your lines!"

"I thought I did too! Blame Clumsy for hitting me in the head with the flower pot! That's probably what's got my memory on the fritz!" Xavier yelled.

"Yeah. It was the flower pot," Snappy sarcastically replied rolling his eyes.

Ch. 11

"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. "I'm not doing this! You can't make me do this!"

"Xavier, this was part of the script!" Grace said putting the leash down.

"It was not!" Xavier said pulling out the script from under the couch and flipped through the pages. He scanned a page and snorted, "Well, I'm still not doing this! I'll be in my trailer."

Xavier walked out of the living room with an indignant scowl on his face. A door opening and slamming shut is heard and the other actors and actresses look at each other.

"Ugh. Badgers," Frosty rubbed her temples in frustration. "They're so picky!"

"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-wait wait wait!" Vanity put his arms in front of him before Crafty could tackle him.

"What? What's wrong?" Crafty asked. "The script says I need to tackle you and put you in a head lock. Why are you cringing?"

"I am not cringing," Vanity scoffed. "I forgot to get rid of my mirror so it wouldn't get broken!"

"What does it matter? I thought it was unbreakable," Grandpa said.

"That doesn't mean I can't take extra precautions to keep it safe," Vanity explained setting his mirror on the ground. "There. I'm ready."

"Forget it!" Frosty said. "The shot's already ruined. We'll try again in a few minutes."

Ch. 12

The Smurfs suddenly stopped, finally acknowledging the women at the door. Mainly, all eyes were on the Smurfettes. Well, the two they could see, anyway. Fencette was hidden, feeling much like Crafty did the first time she was to wear a dress at the Springtime Ball.

Smurfette, who just noticed that all eyes were on them, came up and said, "Hey guys? What do you think of our new dresses?"

Smurfette's dress was a very light pink, almost a white. She also wore new short heels that was also a very light pink. A small red flower was tucked in behind her ear, only making her dress seem even more beautiful.

Crafty, who's full attention that she had was Gutsy's, wore a dress in the same style as Smurfette's, only it was dark blue in color and the ribbon around the waist was a light blue. Her hair was done in a triplet french braid with a mixture of light and dark blue flowers braided in. The rest of her hair was gracefully hanging down her back. She also sported new shoes, being short-heeled and dark blue. The only personal touches she put on herself was her blue plaid neckerchief and the glowing amethyst necklace laying on her neck.

Crafty suddenly rolled her eyes, "Fencette! Come out here!"

"No! You cannot make me, either!" Her voice sounded from the other side of the wall.

"We had a deal! The sooner you smurf it, the sooner you can take it off!" Crafty reasoned, starting to lose her patience.

Fencette sighed, "Fine! But only for a moment!"

She walked out into the open and there was a loud collection of gasps. Fencette was cross-armed and scowl-faced, but still didn't look any less beautiful as she did. She was dressed in a forest green, single strapped gown that seemed to be made entirely of silk. She still wore her green hat, boots and cloak, but for the first time that anybody had seen, she neglected to put on her mask. Even her hair was different: It was braided in a waterfall french braid style, making it look like onyx colored ribbons were spread out on across her back.

"I look ridiculous, no?" She asked, seeming like she didn't really care what they thought.

"That was good!" Frosty said. Then she looked at the male Smurfs, "Okay! Which one of you are going to pass out from seeing the Smurfettes?"

"Don't look at me," Wooly shook his head.

"I personally would, but I don't think I can put in the emotion to the faint," Vanity said.

"You're falling over while gasping," Xavier shook his head. "You don't need any emotion!"

A sudden thump made everyone look in one direction. Don Smurfo was flat on his back, eyes closed and all.

"Don Smurfo?" Frosty asked, nudging him with her foot. "You alright, buddy?"

She then sighed and said into the megaphone, "Somebody get me a water bucket!"

"Here we go!" Sweepy heaved a Smurf-sized wooden bucket and dumped water over Don Smurfo.

Don Smurfo coughed and shook his head, sitting up and rubbing his head.

"Ya passed out on us, buddy. What happened?" Frosty asked.

"I-I don't know. All I know is that I had a dream that Fencette. My Fencette. Was in a dress and she was just so beautiful..."

Fencette's face grew a dark purple, Smurfette and Crafty snickering behind her.

"Uh, Don Smurfo?" Frosty started nervously. She then pointed over at the group of three.

Don Smurfo looked over at them and once again, fell back on the floor.

Frosty sighed, "Get me another bucket of water!" Then she thought for a moment, then said, "This time with ice!"

"Hey, why not have Don Smurfo pass out like that?" Crafty asked.

Frosty thought, "Naw. It doesn't seem right if he does it. Don't get me wrong, he's good. But it's not really...authentic if he only does it for Fencette. It needs to be for all three of you."

Scaredy gulped and couldn't take it anymore. He 'ooh'ed from his anxiety and fell forward on his face. The others looked at Scaredy and Frosty suddenly smiled.

She yelled into the megaphone, "We've got us our fainter! We'll do this again in a few minutes when Scaredy wakes up!"

Ch. 13

Crafty kissed his nose, whispering to him softly, "Gutsy, wake up. I want to see my groom-to-be's eyes."

Gutsy groaned silently and clung to her closer, mumbling, "Five more minutes."

"No," Crafty childishly moaned. "I wanna see them now! Please? For your future wife?"

Crafty gave him huge eyes, but Gutsy didn't need to open his own to know he was getting them. He smiled and squinted his eyes open slightly.

"How can I say no te that beautiful voice?" He murmured.

"You can't," Crafty teased.

Gutsy gave out a quiet, playful growl, "Ye know, lassie? Just because we're in another mushroom, doesn't mean I can't smurf ye senseless."

"Don't," she begged being only half serious. "They're still sleeping!"

"And...since when have we ever cared before?" Gutsy mused, letting his hand roam down to her waist and then onto her hip.

"Uh, since now when it wakes up Smurfs and animals that are trying to get some sleep!" Xavier opened one blue eye and growled at the two.

"Well, who said ye have te listen? I don' remember invitin' you to watch us smurf," Gutsy rolled his eyes.

Xavier blinked, "I don't know what that means and frankly, I'm grateful for that."

The two snickered, finally getting up from their spot under Elway's drooping ear. The two stretched, letting their bodies wake officially wake up from sleep. Xavier followed suite, standing up on his four paws and shaking his muscles, forgetting that he had sleeping Smurfs on him. Wild slid off of Xavier's head while still asleep and let out a shriek when his body made contact with the floor. Scaredy, Nat, Wooly and Sweepy clung onto Xavier's fur to keep from falling.

The other Smurfs woke up with a start, all except for Toddlette who was quite the heavy sleeper.

"What the smurf is going on?!" Grouchy growled, obviously not pleased with being woken up.

"Nothing," Xavier started. "The two lovebirds were uh...smurfing with each other and to be blunt, it woke me up and it's grossing me out."

All the Smurfs looked at him funny. Wooly asked scratching his head, "They were what now?"

"They were smurfing! That's what the script said!" Xavier said.

"Yeah but you're supposed to say that we were 'smurfing', not 'smurfing'," Crafty said.

"Ugh! This Smurf language is too hard!" Xavier exclaimed throwing his paws over his ears.

Ch. 14

"That's not it. That's not it," Grouchy grumbled, running past the bookshelves and looking at the book titles, only to not find what he was looking for. "Hey! Oh, no, that's not it."

"Look at all these amazing books," Brainy said looking at all the books. "It's gotta be here somewhere."

He opened a book, hoping to find something useful, but nothing came to him, "No, this isn't it. You see anything, Smurfette?"

"Nothing up here, boys!" Smurfette called down to them. She jumped onto the the railing of the stairs and slid down on her heels, "Look out below!"

She jumped as she reached the bottom and onto a small table.

"I've got somethin' lads!" Gutsy called from the top of a shelf.

"Great job, Gutsy!" Papa congratulated jumping off of the boxed shelf.

Gutsy pushed the book he had found to the edge of the shelf. He grunted as he continued to push, "Oh. Nearly there."

Finally, he pushed the blue book off of the edge and onto Brainy, who flailed under the large book.

"Brainy!" Frosty yelled. "What were you doing there!"

"That's where the script told me to stand!" Brainy complained as Grouchy and Smurfette pulled him from under the book.

"That's the next page, Brainy!"

Ch. 15

Gargamel turned at the sound and barely had time to process a single thought before the pan slammed right in his face, knocking him onto the ground on his back. The Smurfs burst into uncontrollable fits of laughter at how well it worked. Gargamel shook himself out of his daze when he noticed his nose had been bent drastically. He held it with both of his hands and snapped it right back into place.

"Charge!" Hefty ordered, leaping off of the stone fence with the Smurfs following behind.

"Get him!"

"Grab the wand!" Brainy shouted.

"Goin' in!"

Gargamel's face was suddenly attacked with water and splattering blows. He wiped the water off of his face and looked up to see Monty, dropping the plastic bag that had once held many water balloons.

"Bull's eye!" Crafty shouted, laughing.

Gutsy pulled up next, barely holding back his excitement. He grabbed onto the string attached to the bowling ball-

"WAIT!" Crafty cried out. "We're not actually using a bowling ball, are we? This isn't a cartoon, you know!"

"Uh, lassie," Gutsy said hovering in place. "It kinda is."

"Cut!" Frosty called out.

"I hated this," Grouchy frowned, crossing his arms. The smiled a little as he said, "So much less than I expected."

"Bye, Grouchy," Patrick laughed.

"Don't get me wrong! I still hated it! Just less!" Grouchy's voice echoed before he disappeared onto the portal.

"I'll not soon forget this place," Gutsy started. Then he turned and lifted his kilt, revealing a white pair of 'I Heart New York' boxers. "'specially not with these!"

Crafty shrugged and grinned as she brought her foot up and kicked Gutsy into the water.

"Cut!" Frosty called out through the megaphone. "Crafty! What was that for?!"

Crafty looked at her strangely, "Wasn't that was I supposed to do?"

"No! You were supposed to 'say' you were going to kick him into the 'portal'. Look it up in your script!" Frosty emphasized.

"Oh," Crafty said.

Papa chuckled, holding the squirming Toddlette in his arms, "Well I see how this little Smurfette is so charming. She is quite adorable."

"I hate how adorable she is," Grouchy crossed his arms with a scowl.

Toddlette giggled and made a swat for Grouchy's nose, but utterly missed.

"I hope she wasn't any trouble," Papa said to the four humans sitting in the middle of the village.

"Are you kidding? I love babies!" Livy gushed. She frowned, "It was Peewit that was the trouble with her."

"Me! What did I do!?" The jester protested.

"What about whenever you nearly sent her down the hill on Biquette?" Johan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Or when you tried to sing Hushabye Mountain when she started crying?" Livy added.

"Oh, don't even go there!" Jo put her hands over her ears, shuddering at the memory. "That was horrible!"

"Well, I never!" Peewit crossed his arms with a huff.

"I'm gonna throw in a guess that that lullaby only made her cry even worse, didn't it?" Xavier asked.

"Like you wouldn't believe," Livy said.

Puppy let out a yip and ran off away from the humans and past only a few of the mushrooms, jumping and wagging his tail while sticking his rear in the air as he stopped in front of the Smurf couple entering the village.

"'ey, Puppy!" Gutsy smiled patting the dog on the nose.

"There you two are," Hefty grunted helping Handy lift up a large piece of lumber to finish the repair of a mushroom. "What happened? You were gone for a good hour."

Crafty sighed, "Oh, nothing drastic. Had a little run-in with Ipati, nothing too big."

"What?" The two Smurfs gaped, dropping the lumber down with a loud, rumbling thud. The others turned to her with a gasp and shocked expression.

"Yeah, but Gutsy showed him who was boss. He's no problem, now," Crafty smiled, pressing herself closer to Gutsy.

Gutsy puffed out his chest in pride. Jo huffed and crossed her arms, "Dangit. I wanted to get that cobra."

Livy gave out a sigh in great relief that there was no cobra in the forest anymore.

Crafty suddenly lifted her eyebrow in question, "What happened to my door?"

Everyone looked to Crafty's mushroom, which only had a tiny bit of wood left on the hinges. Hefty winced and rubbed the back of his neck, looking the other way away from Crafty and Gutsy.

"Aw, it doesn't matter," Gutsy waved dismissively. "We can put a new door on tomorrow. Until then, ye can come to me mushroom and sleep wit' me tonight."

"Gutsy," Handy said. "It's just a broken door. She can sleep without a door for one night."

Gutsy frowned at him, "Well, what if I'm wrong and Ipati comes back? She won' be safe without a door."

He smiled at Crafty, saying, "C'mon. Let's get te sleep."

Crafty placed her head on his shoulder, letting him guide her to his mushroom.

"Keep the door open!" Jo snickered out.

"Jo!" Livy elbowed her, but couldn't help but laugh as well.