(Frosty walks out dressed as a The Lorax with a furry orange suit and a light orange mustache)
(clears throat while holding up a notecard)
Greetings to all who come today
To read of true love in an unusual way.
With Drakonai and Life Givers,
With humans and Creatugos.
An oddball mix, as the old saying goes.
Sit back, relax, and don't dare refuse.
We shall start the story, after the reviews!
Grouchy: (dressed as a Barbaloot with a scowl and crossed arms) Are you done yet?
All right! Sheesh! Let me have some fun with this. Well, as you all know, today is one of the most important days: Earth Day! So, to celebrate, we are basing the disclaimer off of the best GO GREEN movie of all time: The Lorax. Everyone here is all dressed up for it.
Nat: (dressed as a Humming Fish) Smurfaroo! It's fun dressing up like this!
Oh, and before we continue, I must add a few OCs I have come up with to make the plot more interesting in this story and the next.
Cyrus will be voiced by Maurice LaMarche (Balto on Balto II: Wolf Quest)
King (yes, it's just King) will be voiced by Danny Elfman (Jack Skellington on The Nightmare Before Christmas) Trust me, when you find out who he is, you'll know why I chose this voice.
Violette Smurfette will be voiced by Emmy Rossum (Christine Daaé on The Phantom of the Opera)
Chilvary Smurf will be voiced by Shawn Roberts (Albert Wesker on Resident Evil: Afterlife)
Directette Smurfette will be voiced by Sarah Chalke (Magee on Prep and Landing)
Lullaby Smurfette will be voiced by Michelle Nicastro (Odette on The Swan Princess)
Dozette Smurfette will be voiced by Jennifer Tilly (Grace on Home on the Range)
Frivolette Smurfette will be voiced by Juliana Hansen (Ali on The Land Before Time: Journey Through the Mists)
Wiccette Smurfette will be voiced by Jennifer Hale (Thorn on Scooby Doo! And the Witch's Ghost)
Besides the point, it's time to get to the reviews!
Zinka17- Glad you enjoyed the update. The explanation as to why Crafty never knew why she was a Life Giver will be coming soon and may I say the scene that comes with it is not going to be pretty.
Crafty: (dressed as the young Once-ler with denim overalls with stripes and attached footing, a light blue fedora, and an elbow length white dress shirt) And she still refuses to tell me what it is.
That's because you'll flip out and viciously attack Sailor. Besides, don't think about it, think about Peewit and Biquette. They're one of the more dramatic focuses of the story right now.
Peewit: (dressed as Uncle Ubb) Yeah! Think of poor Biquette! She's sick! It's not all about you and Gutsy, ya know.
Crafty: Oh yeah, that reminds me. I have something for you. (waves finger)
Peewit: (leans down) What is it?
Crafty: (pulls out a Smurf Cannon) This. (pushes button)
(a human sized boot shoots out of the cannon)
Peewit: MOMMA! CRASH! (staggers out of a wood pile and falls face first into the dirt)
(looks at Crafty and shakes head) I have got to look at what you plan to do in these things from now on.
Crafty: Why? That was so smurfsome!
spannerette- I'm glad you like Bronzo and what he is. Wait till you read this chapter about him and then you'll be surprised. You've got it right. Sailor Smurf, The Father Life Giver, second most powerful Smurf in the world, wants Crafty and Gutsy apart. For good. And don't worry about blabbering. I like it when the reviews are like that.
Chloe- I try not to worry about the time, but I can't help it. Even without school, there are still important things I have to attend to.
flowerpower71- Sorry to say that there won't be many chapters where Livy and Jo appear that much, but there will be some in this story and perhaps in the next part. I know I really hate it when-
In the middle of summer!
Always golden in the sky!
Always golden when the day met the night!
Sorry! I'm so sorry! That's mine! Just one minute! (takes cell phone out of pocket and answers) Hello? This is who? Uh, sure. Just a sec. (hands phone down to Crafty) It's for you.
Crafty: (grabs onto phone and stands it up) Hello? *grins widely* Really? You saw that? Well I'm glad you liked it. I totally got the idea from you. (puts hand over phone) It's the Once-ler. He really liked how I used his boot on Peewit.
Peewit: (storms angrily and grabs the phone) Give me that! (holds phone to his ear) Listen here, Mr. Once-ler! I want to give you a piece of my mind about that boot of yours! (chattering going on at the other end) No, I would not like to have another-
(a boot shoots out of the phone, kicking Peewit in the face and sending him flying)
Peewit: MOMMA! (echoes until everyone flinches at a loud crashing sound)
Crafty: (points in Peewit's direction) And that is why you do not mess with us inventors. (talking into the phone which dropped to the ground after Peewit got "booted") That was awesome, Once-ler! High four!
(a long, thin arm with green clothing came through the phone)
Once-ler: (from other side of the phone) You've got that right, Crafty. (holds out palm)
Crafty: (slaps down on his green-gloved hand) Oh yeah!
Okay…the Once-ler, everyone! (claps, making everyone else clap) It was nice to hear from you, Once, but we gotta get back to the disclaimer. Talk to ya later!
(Once-ler's gives her a thumbs up and takes his arm back through the phone)
Anyway, I hope you don't mind the short wait on this update since it was my intention to post it on Earth day.
Candy Girl- Oh, you'll be finding out soon enough Gutsy's opinion on the Life Givers. Time for the disclaimer.
Crafty: Frosty only owns me, Hummer, Meena, Benevolent, the Smurfettes, Drakonai, Bronzo, and Sailor.
Nat: flowerpower71 owns Livy and Nanu. Jo belongs to CartoonCaster21.
Grouchy: (blows out a breath of air) Misty belongs to Sapphire777, Noctuma belongs to Benny, and the Smurfs belong to Peyo. Can I go change now? This Barbaloot suit is itching in all of the unsmurfy places.
You go ahead. I have one more announcement to make. As you all know, or if you don't, go read the last chapter, but for those who do know, the Life Givers have a Creature form such as Sailor Smurf and the ribbon seal. I am holding the mother of all contests here. What you need to do is to guess what Crafty's Creature form will be.
Now, here are the guidelines: unlike the other contests, you all will only have three chances to guess in the reviews. No more, no less. Second, you will only get one hint to make a guess at the animal and just a heads up, a Life Giver's Creature formed is never limited. It can be anything alive now or extinct, but it is not in any way magical or mystical. Sorry.
Now, the hint is: the actor/actress that voices one of the OCs voiced the same animal that Crafty is going to be. Remember, only three shots at it. You don't have to guess the actor/actress, just the animal. Okay, I know what you guys are probably thinking. Why is she making this contest hard unlike all the others? Well, this is the mother of all contests because it has the mother of all prizes.
The prize, or should I say prizes, are three free wishes, a Creatugo OC, and (drumroll with a dramatic pause) the lucky winner will have the privilege of naming the second part of this story.
Smurfs: (gasping) Really?
I am being completely serious. I do, however, have a few guidelines for the title for any of you who want to start brainstorming. First, the first part of the title has to be Smurfed-Crossed Lovers: just like Smurf-Crossed Lovers: The Law of the Life Givers. Second, the title must in some way be creative and go along with the summary, which I will post up soon enough. For example, I named this story because the whole plot mainly revolves around the laws that the Life Givers must follow. So, there you have it. Goodbye and good luck!
"Whoa. Is that your kingdom?" Crafty asked, her chocolate brown bangs flying up away from her eyes as they scanned the land just ahead. Bronzo squeaked, looking down at the water they were flying over, sometimes trying to jump over for a swim, until being stopped by Crafty of course.
"Yes. Right there on the mainland. We have islands also, but this is the capital city," Ichabod replied, now sounding more serious and more determined than he did before. His newly found energy and hope drove him to return to his castle as soon as possible.
Seven obsidian stone docks spread out to accompany any size of ship that would happen to come through, though it looked like it had been a while since any had come. Even from the edge of the beaches, magma stone homes rose out of the ground in different shapes, mostly towers and domes. From a distance, Crafty could see movement there in different colors. Some darker in shade and some lighter. She assumed they were more of the Drakonai. There was something else, also. Something beyond the city and even the forest.
"Hey, Ichabod," Crafty squinted her eyes as she saw something all too strange to her. She pointed towards the distance to the very back of the jungle-like forest. "What is that?"
It appeared to be some sort of wall. A wall made of hardened magma, though how it would have formed so far away from the volcanoes, none of them knew. From the way it was formed, it appeared as if whatever or whoever formed it made sure to keep something in or keeping it out since the top curved inward.
"That is the Yuro's Shield. It is said that a terrible evil was banished beyond there that would have killed all of my people. We are never to journey beyond it lest we die a terrible death," Ichabod answered, as if Crafty were a tourist exploring the sites.
The adolescent Smurfette looked at the male Drakonus, then back at the wall. If it was a place said to hold only death, that was something she would definitely have to check out.
Finally, the castle came into view. The castle itself looked only to be one large rectangle with smoking towers built in. Volcanoes, Crafty thought, were what those were. All in all, besides the strange architecture and even stranger creatures, it looked like any other kingdom near the sea. The sky was still blue, there were trees and dense forests behind the city. There was something else, also.
Ichabod spread his wings way out wide as there looked to be a sort of landing platform at the very top of the obsidian palace. Walking at a quickened pace, Ichabod still looked as determined, and tired, as ever as he made his way to who knows where.
A Drakonus with dark gray scales and yellowish eyes and sporting a black robe, who seemed to be carrying rolls of parchment in his arms stopped abruptly at the sight of his king. He bowed his head in respect, greeting, "Your majesty. I trust your journey was pleasant-Your majesty?"
The Drakonus was shocked when Ichabod gave no reply and merely brushed right past him, apparently not in any mood to slow down for even a minute. As with many of his other Drakonian subjects, he ignored the questions of his journey or of the Smurfette and hatchling in his clawed hands.
Placing them both in one hand, Ichabod pushed through a pair of doors that slammed against the wall, showing his determination through his power and strength. Four other Drakonai were in the room, the three of them gasping as they threw their shocked glances at him.
"M-my dearest," the fourth Drakonus, a golden, female Drakonus weakly greeted before gasping and shuddering in her nest-like bed. Though a satin blanket was covering her body, it was apparent to Crafty, at least at the time, that her abdomen was very large in size. Almost as if she were…pregnant.
"Morgana," Ichabod's voice, Crafty noticed, became the exact opposite that he was just seconds ago. It was softer and more endearing as he slowly approached the nest.
"My lord Ichabod," A female Drakonus, one with light brown scales and a magenta-colored robe. She and the other Drakonian nurses bowed to him as he approached. Her greenish, slitted eyes widened at the sight of Crafty in his hands.
The Smurfette smiled sheepishly and waved to them all, "Hi."
The same Drakonus waved back, laughing nervously. Her eyes went back to the Drakonian king as she asked in a quiet voice, "My king? What is this?"
"Leave now, Echia," Ichabod ordered, ignoring her question. "You and the other nurses are to take the rest of the night off."
"Wh-what?!" One of the other Drakonian nurses gasped. This one had dark green scales with yellow eyes and sporting a dark orange robe. She shakily asked, "Wh-what of the queen?"
"My dearest Morgana will be well again soon enough," Ichabod explained, looking down at the Smurfette in his hands with great hope and love.
Crafty, however, looked up at him horrified and then back at Morgana. She knew that he needed a healer, so she assumed it was to heal someone like an important diplomat or even a warrior, but a queen? His queen? That was just a lot of pressure even if she did know what to do.
Bronzo growled out and squirmed in Crafty's arms uncomfortably. The air around him was making him extremely hot and he just didn't like it one bit.
"Oh, and please fetch a cauldron of cool water. I don't think little Bronzo likes being in this heat," Ichabod said, his voice now becoming more casual for a mere few seconds. When none of the Drakonian nurses moved, he narrowed his eyes and screeched out, "GO!"
The female Drakonai shrunk down as they hastily rushed out of the room, Echia closing the double doors behind her. Even Crafty had to admit that she was intimidated by the booming volume of his tone.
"Morgana," Ichabod whispered, kneeling down next to the queen Drakonus. "This is Crafty, my darling. She's the answer to our prayers! She is a Life Giver, my love!"
"A what?" Crafty looked up at the Drakonus with a quirked eyebrow, but clearly with a disbelieving tone. Even Bronzo looked up and let out a confused squeak.
"A Life Giver?" Morgana weakly lifted her head slightly, her amber eyes seeming to grow duller as she scanned the adolescent Smrufette over. They then went back up to Ichabod's face, "My dear Ichabod, Life Givers vanished over four hundred million years ago."
"Well I've found one and she is going to heal you and you will be as good as new," Ichabod assured her, setting Crafty and Bronzo down on the queen's chest, her snout just a good three inches away.
"I've told you before, Ichabod," Crafty said, standing up on the red satin blanket. "I don't know what I'm doing! How will I know what to do?"
Ichabod looked down at her pleadingly, "Try, Crafty. Please, just try."
The brunette sighed and crossed her arms, observing Morgana to see where she should begin. She strolled up to the snout and looked at her face for anything she could work with. Morgana's amber eyes looked over her, patient and ready for her magic to take effect.
"I'm not sure what I should be doing right now, Ichabod," Crafty concluded, leaning forward and setting her palms on the tip of Morgana's snout. "I told you that I'm not much of a-"
She stopped herself abruptly as she looked at her hands as they seemed to meld onto the Drakonus' snout. Morgana's eyes widened as she herself watched smurfish blue aura seep from the Smurfette's hands into her scales. She blinked her eyes shut and when she opened them again, they had transformed from a deep amber to a bright smurfy blue.
Ichabod shut his eyes and sighed in deep relief, a smile forming on his face. His queen was finally healed and nothing else could possibly go wrong.
And then it did.
Morgana threw her head back and let out a mix between a loud hiss and screech, her newly blue eye slammed shut as she concentrated on blunting the pain. Crafty fell back on top of Bronzo, both of them shaking violently at the reptilian queen had her attack of unknown origin.
"Morgana! What's wrong?!" Ichabod shouted, his clawed hand grasping hers in an attempt at comfort.
"I-it's time, Ichabod!" She gasped, her clawed fingers scratching down at the satin blanket that covered her swollen abdomen. "The child!"
"Oh no! I'll fetch the nurses!" Ichabod scooped up the Smurfette and the baby crocodile as he rushed out of room.
"What did I do? What's going on?!" Crafty asked, climbing onto the sleeve of his robe to look back at Morgana, whose grip was getting ever more tighter around her stomach.
"My dearest Morgana, she is about to give birth. Believe me, if I know a Smurfette, you will not want to see that!"
"My lord! What's wrong?!" Echia asked in a rush, a medium sized cauldron filled with water in her arms.
Ichabod replied in a panic, "No time! Morgana, she's about to give birth!"
"Oh my!" she gasped, dropping the cauldron onto the magma-made floor yet surprisingly kept all of the water inside, and rushing inside the recovery room.
Surprisingly lifting the mood, Bronzo squeaked happily as he squirmed out of Crafty's arms and dove head first into the cauldron. He contentedly swirled around in the cauldron, making small leaps out of the water on occasion.
"At least someone's not emotionally scarred for life by this," Crafty stated, her eyes still wide from shock at what just happened. She looked up at Ichabod and asked, still kind of shaky, "Care to explain to me what the smurf I just did?!"
"Uh…about that…" Ichabod started, rubbing the back of his neck.
"So, I had to tell her everything. Not really about Sailor or anything that in-depth, but she had the right to know."
"Wow," Jo said. "She must've had a heart attack after that."
"That wasn't even the most exciting part. If that didn't give her a heart attack, this gave me one.
"WHERE IS SHE?!" a very familiar voice bellowed throughout the castle.
"Aurora?" Crafty called out, picking up her head at the sound of the emperor penguin's voice.
Two black blurs flew around the corner on two separate ice trails, which melted behind them due to the high temperature of the castle itself. Aurora slid to a stop and skidded on her webbed feet as did the other penguin, her father Cyrus.
"That's him, dad," Aurora pointed an accusing flipper at Ichabod, who shot his head back and stood on his feet and leaving Crafty on the ground. "He said he needed Crafty for something."
"Aurora, you said you wouldn't bring anyone until after sunset," Crafty said to her.
"It's three hours after sunset!" Aurora exclaimed. "I told you I'd bring a squad and that's what I did."
"Please believe me when I say that there is a very simple explanation for all of this," Ichabod started, but was interrupted by the other bird in the room.
Cyrus put a flipper over his face and slid it down to his beak as he let out a large sigh, "Aurora, you told me this was an emergency."
"It is an emergency, dad! I thought Crafty was gonna get killed or something!"
Cyrus crossed his flippers, "Then why did you let her go with him in the first place?"
"Well, I-" Aurora, narrowing her eyes and putting a flipper to her beak as she hummed to herself. She then shook her head and said, "That's not important! Just arrest him or something!"
The father penguin rolled his jade green eyes and shook his head, "Honey, I can't arrest every creature you think is either kidnapping Crafty or stealing your sea shells."
"I told you that seagull cannot be trusted!" the she penguin exasperated, throwing her flippers up in the air.
"She has this weird theory that a seagull keeps stealing her collection of multicolored seashells," Crafty whispered up to Ichabod, who nodded in confirmation.
"Crafty? Are you alright?" Mama rounded the corner with Explorette, Affectionette, Misty and a porcupine.
Angel dove from the corner and flew straight at Crafty, flapping his wings furiously as he just nearly knocked her over. He cooed and nuzzled her, feeling relieved that she was unharmed.
"Mama," Crafty consoled as she pried her mother's arms off of her. "I'm fine. Look at me, I'm fine."
Bronzo clawed his way up to the edge of the cauldron and squeaked as he fell down the side, letting out a high-pitched grunt as he fell flat on his belly. This had caused all the ranting to cease and turn to the baby croc. Bronzo merely got to his feet, shook himself off, and walked to Crafty, pressing his snout against her chest.
"Good boy, Bronzo," Crafty gushed to him, stroking his head. "Show that cauldron you're tough."
"Awesome," Explorette grinned, looking the bronze and black crocodile from teeth to tail.
"How cute!" Affectionette smiled.
"Ugh," Aurora rolled her eyes, still not too fond of the reptile.
"My lord-"
"Hold it right there!" The porcupine growled, jumping out and erecting his quills to Echia, who gasped and clung to the double doors, looking over the animal fearfully.
"Knock it off, Shoal," Cyrus waved a flipper. "This is a false alarm here, anyway, which will be talked about later," he finished, sending Aurora a disapproving look.
"What? What's happened?" Ichabod asked anxiously, grabbing Echia's hands in his own.
"Shh," she hushed, looking back and forth between the infirmary and her king. "Come and look."
She pulled the Drakonian king into the room for him to look at the outcome of his queen's pain. Curiosity taking control, Crafty pulled away from Bronzo and ran right into the room.
"Crafty! Get back here!" Aurora waddled after her into the room.
Cyrus sighed as he waddled after them and said to Mama, "Don't we have the most hard-headed daughters?"
Mama chuckled, "Try having seven more just like her."
Crafty stopped as she saw an unusual, yet very tender sight. The three Drakonian nurses were huddled behind Ichabod, who was sitting right next to Morgana, who was also sat up and held a bundle covered in dark green silk. Judging from her calm breathing and her newly found demeanor, Crafty's magic had done the trick.
"Hello, Crafty," she greeted, her blue eyes lifting to look at hers. Crafty merely nodded and waved at her, making the queen Drakonus chuckle, "Well come on over. I'm sure Noa won't mind some new company."
"N-Noa?" she asked, slowly approaching the nest and climbing up her silky violet robe.
The Smurfettes and Creatugos finally circled around when Crafty climbed onto the bundle of green silk. What she found was without a doubt strange. Strange, and somehow adorable.
The baby Drakonus was dark orange in color, almost brown, and shifted slightly as he let out a series of quiet growls and hisses. Much like his father, Noa's spikes grew slightly upward, though they would get longer as he matured. His eyes were amber in color like his mothers, though right around his slitted pupil, was a ring of smurfy blue.
"Yes," Morgana smiled lovingly at her child, "Prince Noa."
Angel flew up onto the blanket next to Crafty and tilted his head as he observed the baby, his beak forming a small smile. He cooed a greeting and stepped a little closer to him.
Noa turned his head in the direction of the sound and lunged his head forward, snapping his barely developed jaws at the dove. Angel's blue eyes widened and he jumped back, flapping his wings to stay away from the infant.
"Hey," Ichabod said sternly to the child, "Don't eat him. Besides, they're not healthy for you."
"And so, our son and Crafty grew up together. I admit she did have quite a mischievous nature at times, but she was an ideal role model for Noa," Ichabod explained, his tone becoming a bit more sad.
"You so sure that Aurora's Crafty's best friend?" Livy asked, raising an eyebrow at them.
"Oh, Aurora came around very often, and then not at all, but they have been friends all the same," Morgana answered. She frowned deeply as she added, "Though Crafty and Noa are good friends, I don't understand how he became so unstable. With a role model like Crafty, it's hard to believe he would turn on us."
"Wait, so Bronzo is a crocodile?" Jo asked, completely changing the subject. Livy rolled her eyes and went back to looking through the Life Giver's book.
"Oh yes, and quite a big one at that," Ichabod chuckled. He held out his arms wide as he said, "He has to be at least twenty five feet long."
"Twenty seven, darling," Morgana corrected. "Oh and what a shock it was for us all when he spoke his first words to us."
Jo looked at them strangely and even Livy looked away from the book to look at her. Noticing their distress, Ichabod explained, "Ah, yes. Not long after he hatched, he talked. Bronzo is a Creatugo. Lucky that Crafty was able to save him. According to Cyrus, he's been a great patroller in the rivers near Crafty's village."
Livy went back to the book and skipped through a few pages until she found something all too interesting.
"What are these?" she asked. Morgana peeked into the pages and elaborated, "These are the laws created by Sailor Smurf that all Life Givers must obey. He's made some interesting ones to say the least, though some I must say are just silly."
"No Life Giver shall ever kill: A Life Giver's duty is to give life, not to take it away," Livy read the first law. Okay, that was a decent law.
"No Life Giver may threaten another life unless they themselves are threatened: A Life Giver should not cast upon others what they would not want casted upon themselves," Morgana read the law below it. A decent law, to say the least.
Livy raised an eyebrow, "A Life Giver shall not ever befriend a Creatugo? What's up with that?"
"I'd say it's a bit late for Crafty to fix that," Jo looked into the book, reading over each and every other law, finding a lot of them boring. Her eyes widened however when she came upon one certain law. "Uh oh."
"What?" Livy asked, the two Drakonai turning to her also.
"Crafty and Gutsy are not gonna like this one bit," Jo said, pointing a finger to the law.
Reading over the law, Morgana gasped as she brought her clawed hands to her mouth. Ichabod's jaw dropped and Livy merely shook her head with wide, emerald eyes.
"You have got to be kidding. That's just not fair!"
No Life Giver, under any circumstance, may be bounded in holy matrimony, was etched into the parchment.
Well, I wanted to put Bronzo's voice in the beginning, but I wanted it to be a surprise even more, so here it is.
Bronzo will be voiced by Hayes Macarthur (Thrasher on Prep and Landing)
You know, I'm spoiling you guys with these long updates. Anyway, hug a barbaloot, recycle and have a happy Earth Day!