Author's Note: Wow, this is the last category I ever expected to be writing in, but since I was 100% sure the second CGI film was going to have a scene like this, I couldn't resist... even though it means having to admit I actually paid to watch that film! What, were the writers unable to secure the rights to this name? Who are they fooling?! How is it possible for anyone who watched the cartoon to think of this "Vexy" as anything other than...

The party had been going on for a few hours when Smurfette noticed that Vexy, who had looked thoroughly happy and excited ever since she'd arrived in the village, now looked inexplicably downcast.

Smurfette made her way through the army of dancing smurfs to her new friend. "Hey, Vexy! Having a good time?" she asked.

The other girl seemed to flinch when Smurfette spoke to her, with no explanation. "Oh, yeah, it's great – a lot of fun..." she answered uncertainly.

"Is everything all right?" Smurfette asked her, concerned.

"Oh, it's nothing."

Papa, who'd been observing, made his way over to the girls. "Is anything wrong, Vexy?"

She flinched again. "Don't call me that!" she blurted out.

"Why not?" Papa asked, as taken aback by the outburst as Smurfette.

Vexy frowned and answered, "I'm sorry... Papa. It's just that... that's Gargamel's name for me. That's what he wanted me to be, and I don't want to be that anymore. I wish I had a name like all of yours! Your names say what you are, what you do, what you're like, but mine says... well, what I'm not. I know it's silly..."

"No, it's not," Smurfette assured her, putting her arm around her. "I wouldn't want Gargamel to have named me, either."

"No, it's most definitely not," Papa agreed. "What Gargamel named you means nothing. But he's part of your past now. You have a new home, and we're your new family. You chose to join us, and it's time you chose a new name for yourself, as well."

"A new name?" she whispered incredulously.

"Exactly," said Papa. But before he could continue, several other voices chimed in as the other smurfs realized what was going on.

"A new name?" "Who's getting a new name?" "Vexy!" "Why does she want a new name?" "Because she's not vexy." "What name's she going to take?" "She can't have my name!" "Can I change my name, too?" "Do we all need to change our names?" "I don't want a new name!" "I like her name." "Can I have her name instead?" "Only Smurfette can have that name."

"QUIET!" Papa finally managed to make himself heard. "Only Vexy's getting a new name because Vexy is a new smurf. Now, we need to pick the perfect one..."

"Well, that's going to be very difficult, Papa Smurf," announced Brainy. "I mean, what could we possibly call a rambunctious, spunky, sassy little smurfette, who was created from Gargamel's spell just like the first Smurfette but is almost her exact opposite – being what humans call a 'tomboy' – and always leaping into adventure and coming up with good, creative ideas?"

"That's it!" Smurfette cried.

"What's it?" asked Vexy.

"What Brainy just said – that's perfect for your new name!"

"What?" Brainy asked. "Tomboy Smurfette? Idea Smurfette?"

"No, the first part..." Smurfette tried to say.

"Spunky?" asked Grouchy.

"Sassy?" asked Hefty.

"Little Smurfette?" asked Painter.

"Close – both of them together," Smurfette explained. "That's your name – Sassette!"

"Sassette..." the other girl repeated. "I like it... Yeah, that works. That's it! That's my new name, Papa!"

"And a perfect name it is!" Papa told the young girl. "From now on, you're our own little Sassette."

"Welcome home, Sassette!" the other smurfs began repeating. Smurfette and Sassette smiled and hugged again, the latter finally feeling like her new life had really begun.