Busy, busy, busybody. No time at all, gotta be hardy. This way, that way, whichever you go. How stressed I am, no one will know. Hello my readers! Sorry it has been so long, if you couldn't tell, I was busy with life and college and beta reading. Here I am now, ready to delight you! Super long chapter to make you happy, please enjoy. I love all of your reviews guys, such great questions, you help me reaffirm my story's concept. I only own Melody, but nothing else you see. However the story idea does, too, belong to me.
Smurfette was there with a baby Smurf and the smurflings were playing with a dog pup.
"Hey little smurflings, I got a new Smurfette for ye guys to meet." Gutsy called to the excited smurflings.
"A new Smurfette? Who is she?" A little girl smurfling asked as she ran over. "Were you created by Pappy Gargamel too?" She looked up at me in wonder as the other smurflings looked over in surprise.
"Well hello there," I said, "I'm Melody, and I'm from another Smurf village that's close to this one. No, I wasn't created by Gargamel; a stork brought me to my village."
"So you're a natural born Smurfette? Cool!" A smurfling with a yellow shirt exclaimed, running over. The other smurflings followed, their interest peaked.
"Yep, I am. Now, who might you all be?" I said, kneeling down to eye level.
The smurfling with the yellow shirt spoke up first, "I'm Snappy!" he said with a gleam in his eyes.
Then the little red head girl spoke up, "I'm Sassette! It's smurfy to meet a fellow Smurfette!"
Then a smurfling in brown overalls spoke, "I'm Nat, it's nice to smurf you!"
Finally the smurfling with a red shirt spoke up, "I'm Slouchy, nice to smurf you."
The little smurfling looked half asleep! But I gave them all a smile and said, "It's smurfy to meet all of you!"
Smurfette then came over with the baby and introduced us, "Hey Melody, this is Baby Smurf. Say hi Baby!"
Baby Smurf giggled and held out his arms for me to take him. I brought him into my arms and gave him a smile.
"Hello there, Baby, it's a pleasure to smurf you!" I said as he smiled and giggled again.
I smiled and tickled his belly and he erupted into giggles. I laughed too, and twirled with Baby as we laughed together. I tossed him into the air and then caught him when he came down, making him shriek happily. I continued with twirling and tickling him as we both fell into fits of laughter, soon I stopped and let each of us breath for a little bit. Baby grabbed onto my nose and smiled with mirth in his eyes.
I smiled back and spoke with a slight nasally sound, "If you keep holding onto my nose I'm gonna sound like Brainy."
The smurflings heard this and started laughing, hard. When Baby let go I smiled again and decided to let the smurflings have it.
"What are you smurflings laughing at? Papa always says it's rude to laugh at others." I said as I mimicked Brainy's voice perfectly.
This got more laughter, even from Gutsy and Smurfette, as they took in my impression of Brainy. The smurflings then ran over in excitement, all chattering away with ideas for me to impersonate. To say the least, I was impressed; they had some pretty good ideas.
I held up a hand to stop their babble, "One at a time please, I can't copy jumble."
Snappy immediately spoke first, "Can you copy my voice?"
"Of course I can," I said imitating him, "I can copy just about everything."
"Smurfaroo, do me next!" Sassette excitedly said.
"Okay! Smurfaroo this sure is smurfy fun!" I said copying her.
"Ha-ha, she sounds just like you!" Snappy remarked as he laughed.
I readjusted Baby on my hip as the smurflings talked amongst each other, trying to figure out who I should mimic next.
"Who else can you do?" Slouchy asked when the group couldn't come to an agreement.
"Obviously the most fabulous Smurf in the village, that's who." I commented as Vanity Smurf.
Every smurf laughed at that, even Baby.
"Oh, I know, do Gutsy next!" Nat exclaimed happily.
"Ay, that's a great choice laddie!" I announced as Gutsy's voice.
Everyone burst out laughing, and Baby clapped along happily. Even Gutsy looked slightly impressed.
"Hehe, that's pretty good lass, but ya can't top this original!" He announced confidently, a smirk on his face.
I laughed a little at his boldness, "You may be right about that Gutsy, I have the worst luck when imitating any accent."
"Jumping jaguars Melody, I thought you sounded just like Gutsy!" Sassette exclaimed happily.
"Well thank you Sassette, that's very kind of you to say." I said gently as I smiled to her.
"Now, who might this handsome dog be?" I asked as I directed my attention to the pup.
Snappy spoke up first, "This is Puppy! He's the best dog in the whole wide world!"
Puppy licked the smurfling happily, obviously pleased with the comment. Then Puppy started sniffing me all over, his hot breath tickling my skin. When he was satisfied he had inhaled all of my germs he gave me a great big lick and a yip of excitement.
I smiled, "Hello Puppy, it is super smurfy to meet you!"
Puppy barked, in what I assume was agreement, and his tail began to wag furiously. Baby clapped his hands happily and gave out a cute giggle. I smiled at them both, they were just too cute. I whistled a whip-poor-will bird song to Baby, just to see his and Puppy's reaction. Puppy tilted his head in confusion.
He's probably wondering how I turned into a bird, this dog is too cute!
Baby, however, giggled and tried whistling back. Although, his untrained lips couldn't really form a whistle, so all he blew out was air. He frowned and tried again, but still all he could smurf was air. I saw tears begin to form in his eyes as he tried to smurf a whistle again, but to no avail.
"Oh Baby, don't smurf over it, you'll smurf it out soon enough." I said to him gently, and I wiped away the tear that had rolled down his cheek.
He smiled at me again then giggled. I smiled back and giggled with him. I looked over at the other Smurfs, they were playing around and having a good time with Puppy. Said pup was lying on his back as the smurflings sat on his tummy and rubbed it, making the pup's foot kick in the air. Slouchy hung back however, he was lying on the grass by himself. His hat was tilted over his eyes and his arms were behind his head. I walked over to the little Smurf and sat down on the grass beside him, I rested Baby on my lap.
"What's up Slouchy, why aren't you playing with everyone else?" I asked him as I leaned back and looked up at the clouds, Baby was busy playing with my hair.
"I wanted to take a break for a little bit, I was getting kind of tired." He answered, he didn't stir from his relaxed position.
I hummed in understanding. I tried making shapes out of the clouds as I thought of something to say. However, Slouchy continued for me.
"Hey Melody?" He asked.
"Yeah Slouchy, what is it?" I answered as I directed my attention to him.
"Can you tell me more about your village? I've never been to another Smurf village before." He was sitting up now, and he was looking at me curiously.
"Sure I can, what do want to know?" I replied as I gave him a smile.
"What's it like in your village? Are there more Smurfettes there that are natural born like you?" He questioned.
"Well, it's just like your village, there are tons of Smurfettes in my village and there are tons of Smurfs too. A new baby Smurf or Smurfette is brought to my village every solar eclipse by a stork." I answered as I grinned to him.
"Every solar eclipse? You mean, you're not brought on a blue moon to your village?" He was confused, just like Papa Smurf was.
"No, in my village it's every solar eclipse." I restated.
"How come?" He asked.
"I don't know, it's just different for us. Maybe the same stork that brought you to your village brought me to mine. So the time has to be different, or it wouldn't work out." I theorized.
Slouchy nodded with my theory.
"When you're feeling better, are you gonna go back to your village?" He inquired.
"I don't know, I don't think so." I said as I looked away and directed my attention back to the sky.
"Huh, why not? Don't you love your village?" He questioned confused.
"Of course I love my village, it's just a little complicated right now. I don't think I will be able to go back home." I said sadly.
"Why not?" He asked again.
"Well, have you ever been too afraid to go somewhere because you didn't know what it was like?" I asked as I gave him a glance.
He nodded.
"Right now I feel like that, because I don't know what's in store for me in my village." I said finally.
"Oh, I get what you mean now." He responded as he looked down at his knees.
Baby had fallen asleep against my chest, my hair held loosely in his curled fist.
"How come you feel like that? Did you do something to make your village mad?" He asked.
"No, I didn't do anything wrong, it's just…" I didn't get to finish however.
"You should be able to go back home then, right? You didn't do anything wrong and besides, that's your home, you shouldn't be afraid to see it." He spoke confidently.
I smiled to him, "You're right Slouchy, thanks."
He only nodded as he laid down on the grass again.
He wouldn't understand why, unless I told him exactly what was making me afraid. He's just a smurfling, I can't tell him what this is really about. I have to work through this myself.
Unbeknownst to Melody and Slouchy, Gutsy had heard that Melody was too afraid to go back home. He had to wonder, however, why that was the case.
The Smurfs and smurflings continued to play until the lunch bell rang. As they were walking towards the mess hall, Gutsy decided that he would confront Melody about her fears, but after lunch. Gutsy pulled Melody aside before they entered the mess hall.
"Hey Melody, can I speak to ye in private after lunch?" Gutsy asked.
"Sure Gutsy, what's this about?" I asked.
"I'll tell ye later lassie, now come on, and let's get smurfin'!" Gutsy said as he then rushed into the mess hall.
I mutely followed after, wondering what Gutsy wanted to talk about.
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After lunch, I met up with Gutsy outside of the mess hall.
"So Gutsy, what did you want to talk about earlier?" I asked as we met up outside the mess hall.
"Well, I wanted t' ask ye about ye village." He answered.
We were standing right beside the mess hall, adjacent to the wall. Gutsy, however, looked a little unsure.
Why does he seem so unsure? I thought his name was Gutsy Smurf, not Scaredy Smurf.
"Okay, what do you want to know?" I gave him a smile, and pushed away any doubt I had about him.
Before he could speak however, Hefty walked over. He was slightly smiling, but he seemed curious to our conversation.
"Whatcha guys talking about?" He asked when he reached us.
His smile grew when he looked at me and I smiled back.
"Gutsy was just asking me about my village, would you like to join us?" I asked him.
He nodded, "Sure, I would love to know more about your village."
When I looked back at Gutsy, I noticed he seemed a bit frustrated. Before I could ask him about it he suddenly started speaking to Hefty.
"Sorry Hefty, but I was kind of hopin' to talk to de lass in private…" He said, emphasizing the word private to Hefty.
"We're only talking about my village Gutsy, I don't mind if Hefty wants to ask some questions too." I spoke up.
Honestly, it doesn't matter if Hefty wants to join us. I'll be just as open with or without Hefty around.
Hefty appeared to smirk a little to Gutsy, but Gutsy just sighed and rolled his eyes in response.
"Alright, fine. De numptie can come too, I suppos'." Gutsy said.
He waved his hand for us to follow and started leading off towards the edge of the village. I happily walked behind him, Hefty also following suit. When we arrived on the outskirts of the village and were close to the edge of the forest, we all sat down in the grass.
"So what do you wanna know Gutsy?" I asked as I looked over to him.
Hefty was sitting on my left, and I could clearly see the heart-with-arrow tattoo on his upper right shoulder. His legs were straight as he leaned back on his hands a bit. Gutsy was sitting on my right, positioned like Hefty, but he was sitting up. He was also looking in my direction, and he was intensely focused. My smile died slightly as I took in his posture.
This isn't going to be the same friendly questioning I had with Slouchy earlier.
I became more serious, obviously Gutsy had some important questions for me and I wasn't about to brush him off. If he wanted answers, I was going to give them to him.
"Lassie, I wanted to know, why are ye so afraid of goin' back to ye village?" He questioned, immediately getting to the point.