Heres the other chapter. I will be going back and forth to where Handy and the others are, to the village. Every time it goes back to where Handy and the others are, it will always be Handy's POV, unless I put it's someone elses. Enjoy! And I don't own the Smurfs!
Handy's POV
"And that's how Hefty got sick," I finish telling my group as we fly to our destination. They just stay staring at me, their mouth's ajar.
"Well, all we need is a little faith, to know we can save Hefty on time," Gutsy finally says. I nod.
"I just hope we can make it on time..." I look back at the map, and see that we are close to our destination. But the sky is now a dark gray. Clouds loom right above our heads. Not a good sign.
"Uh, Handy, I don' think it's a good idea t' be smurfin' so close t' the sky in this condition. Don't ya think?" Clumsy tells me.
"I know, Clumsy," I say. "Feathers, can you fly a bit lower?"
She nods and goes lower. A raindrop hits my arm, and suddenly, it begins to rain hard. The wind suddenly picks up. We hold on To Feathers with all our might, to not get blown away. I put the map in my pants.
"WOAH!" Clumsy shouts and stumbles backwards. He grabs a hold of Feathers's tail. The stork cries out.
"Clumsy!" Brainy shouts and approaches his best friend. He stretches out his hand. "Take my hand!"
"I-I can't reach! UNGH!"
Brainy gets closer. Clumsy extends his hand, but accidentally lets go of the tail with the other. "WAAAAAAH!"
"CLUMSY!" Brainy lunges forward, and grabs Clumsy's hand. Gutsy and Tracker react quickly, and grab onto Brainy's feet. Clumsy and Brainy, are now dangling, bringing Gutsy and Tracker down. Harmony grabs on to Tracker, and Dreamy grabs Gutsy.
"Pull us UP!" Brainy screams, his glasses slipping off his face.
"ARGH! We can't! The wind's too strong!" Gutsy shouts. "Hang on lads!"
"W-we'll tryyyyyyyyy!" Brainy shouts back. "Hang on, Clumsy! Don't let go! Whatever you do, don't let go!"
Those words pierce my heart, and echo through my head. Don't let go. Exactly what I don't want my best friend to do. I don't want Hefty to let go of life. Tears sting my eyes.
"Oi! Handy! Aren't ya gonna give us a hand?" Gutsy screams at me. I snap out of the trance I'm in, and Grab Dreamy. "FEATHERS!" I shout. "LAND ON THE GROUND! LAND!"
She obeys and begins to descend. However, lightning flashes right in front of her face. She gives a startled cry and jerks backwards. We all fall off her back, along with our supplies.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" We shout. I feel the wind howl all around me, and I feel myself being pulled by gravity. More lightning flashes. Finally, I hit my head on something hard, and my world plunges into darkness.
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"Is he waking up?" A voice says.
"I don't know, but his eyelids are fluttering," A second voice tells the first.
"Oh, gosh, I sure hope he wakes up soon," A third voice says.
I open my eyes and blink. Everything looks blurry. I can make out the faces of the smurfs looking down at me.
"GO-LLY! He's awake!" Clumsy cheers. He walks over to hug me. I smile. Clumsy sure is the sweetest smurf there is. I turn to look at the sky when Clumsy lets me go. Rain drops fall on my face. I can't quite recall what happened.
"OW!" I shout. My head begins to throb, and I grab it. "Ahh...What h-happened?" I ask, feeling my now bandaged head.
"We fell off Feathers, remember? But you smurfed your head hard on a rock. Harmony bandaged it up." Tracker says.
"How long was I out?"
"About 30 minutes."
I stand up abruptly. "We have to get moving! Where's Feathers?"
"We have no idea where Feathers is right now."
"According to what I saw, I saw that Feathers landed somewhere to the far north-" Brainy says. I sigh. I pull out the map, and find something surprising. We landed on a location!
"Smurfs!" I say happily. "We've landed on a location where the..." I pull out the other paper with names. "Um, Dark tree sap is! Yeah! Who has the flask in their bag?"
We all look in our bags, moving around the supplies in there. Finally, Clumsy says, "I got it!"
He hands it to me. "Now all we have to do is find the tree that has the dark tree sap, and we're done with step one!" I cheer. Somehow, I have a feeling that we are going to make it on time. I know Hefty can hold on. He's tough. At least that's one good thing about him.
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Smurfettes POV
I sit on a chair next to Hefty, tears falling uncontrollably. The pillow is soaked, combined with Hefty's sweat and my tears. For some reason, Hefty hasn't stopped sweating, but his body is cold! I grab a towel, and wipe his handsome face. I had always hoped that me and Hefty would be together, but not like this. Not like this...
A knock on the door startles me. I turn around and find Papa Smurf coming in, with a suit covering him from head to toe. Must be for protection. Somehow, I can't help but feel contagious.
"Smurfette, I brought you some soup Greedy made," He says and hands it to me. I don't take it.
"I-I can't eat, Papa..." I say.
"You have to. Or else chances are that you won't survive for when the other Smurfs come back."
I think about it, then say, "P-put it there on the drawer..."
Papa Smurf obeys. He then goes and injects something in Hefty's arm. He notices that I'm staring.
"Nutrients and minerals," He explains to me. "Since Hefty can't eat in this state, I have to inject it into his body. Yes, this little bag," He points at a small, clear bag hanging from something, and injected into Hefty's hand, "is like sugar, but it's not enough for his body."
Papa walks to the door to leave, but sighs and faces me. "Don't worry, Smurfette, everything will be fine." My lips tremble. I know he's saying that to make me feel better, but it really doesn't. Papa exits the house, and I hear the shower like thinks spray the stuff they sprayed on my face. Now I know what they're for...disinfection.
"Papa!" I shout.
"What is it?" He asks from outside.
"I was just wondering. Why aren't I asleep like Hefty?"
"When you get infected by the poison Hefty is releasing, it doesn't make you unconscious, but it still is deadly."
"Mmmm..." I say and nod, even though he can't see me. He must have noticed that I have nothing else to say, because I hear him retreat. Once he's gone, I look back at the bowl of soup and grab it. It would have looked delicious if I wasn't so sad, especially because I skipped breakfast, for the fear Hefty would ask me which smurf did I like. But I take a spoonful and put it in my mouth. I feel my cheeks warm up a bit, not that it's cold in here. As I begin to eat, a memory smurfs in my mind. The memory of when I went jogging with Hefty this morning.
This morning he was fine. All happy. And now look at him. All helpless and ill. My fingers tremble, and the bowl slips out of my hands. The bowl hits the ground and breaks. Surprisingly though, there is no more soup in there, so nothing spilled.
I have no sense of time, because the windows are nailed up. But I assume it's almost night, based on how dark the room is. I look to the ceiling, to where the sky is supposed to be, and whisper, "Please, smurfs, come back on time...please...to save Hefty..."
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"Well, we've searched the entire place, and not ONE tree seems to give off sap!" Harmony says angrily. I can tell he's tired. We all are.
"Tracker!" Harmony shouts. "If your nose truly is amazing, why can't you find the right tree?"
"My nose is made to track smurfs down, and other stuff. Can't you see that my name is TRACKER and not FINDER?" Tracker snaps.
"Well what difference is there between those two things? Isn't it the same thing?"
Brainy gets into teaching mode. Oh great...
"The word tracker means-"
"SMURF UP!" Tracker and Harmony shout at the same time. Brainy cowers.
"Guys, calm down!" Gutsy yells at both of them. They turn away, angrily.
"Please, we won't get anything done like this!" Dreamy says, and puts his hands together. "I know you two are tired, we all are, but we can't get angry at each other. We haven't even found one thing yet!"
The two smurfs continue to stay angry. Anger comes over me too. If they don't want to get the job done, then I will! I storm up to the first tree we checked, and look for sap. Nothing. I look back at the smurfs, who are all staring at me.
"WELL?" I bellow at them. "Aren't you smurfs going to help me smurf again?"
They nod quickly and help me. I go over to the second tree, and look for sap. Noth—wait! My hand touches something sticky. I look at the spot, and see dark tree sap oozing out of the tree!
"SMURFS! SMURFS! I found it!" I shout happily, and use the flask to collect the dark sap. Then I put a cork on it. "YEA! Now to find the other things."
I put the flask in my bag, suddenly feeling confident again. I pull out the map. "Now we have to go...here!" my finger jabs the next spot.
"But...we don't have Feathers!" Dreamy tells me.
"So? We can go walking! It's not that far!" Instead of walking though, I break into a run. I hear the other smurfs groan. "WAIT UP!"
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"We reached it!" I cheer and stand tall on a mountain. The other smurfs are out of breath behind me. "Come on! We need to find the ice flower that never melts!" I say and break into another run. The smurfs groan again. I can't help it but laugh a little. This must be How Hefty would feel when we were tired, and he could still keep going. The only thing that keeps me going is the life of Hefty. If not, I would have been just like the other smurfs behind me. My legs want to give in, but my heart doesn't.
"Uh, what exactly does 'n ice flower look like?" Clumsy asks, as he and the others catch up.
"Clumsy, really?" Brainy asks his friend incredulously. "It looks just like a flower, only made out of ice."
"But flowers aren't made out of ice!"
"This one is, though!"
"But, uh, won't it melt, when we smurf it t' Papa smurf?"
"Clumsy, Clumsy, Clumsy...didn't you listen? It's the ice flower that NEVER melts!"
"OH! HAHA! I'm sorry, I musta trailed off at that moment."
We arrive to the snowy side of the mountain. Snow covers everything, as far as I can see.
"BRRR! It's c-cold!" Harmony shivers. He looks though his bag, and pulls out a scarf. The rest of us follow suit.
"This shouldn't be so hard!" Gutsy says and jumps into the snow, only to sink two smurfs down. "AHH! Help me lads!"
We laugh a little, but Dreamy and I help him up. "Yeah, that's why Papa Smurf packed these!" I say, and reach In my bag for two pieces of wood, with something where the shoe goes through.
"Well, ya shoulda said so before!" Gutsy growls, but puts on his snow smurfers. Yeah, I made them a long time ago, when I was only 100 years old, and called them snow smurfers. They really come in handy when it snows back in our village.
"Okay, so remember, just look for a flower that is made out of ice! Look hard, because the flower may be camouflaged. Okay, now move out!"
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Papa Smurfs POV
I sit in my lab, wondering how my little smurfs are doing. Handy did a good job on choosing the smurfs for the job. I just hope they come on time to save Hefty and Smurfette. Suddenly, I hear the rustling of wings. Could it be? That fast?
I rush outside, and find Feathers landing, with a rather sad face. I look at her back. No smurfs are on there. I sigh.
"What's wrong, girl?" I ask her. She lowers her head.
"Did you lose the seven smurfs?" She nods sadly. I notice that her feathers are all wet. Maybe in the rain, they got lost.
"Don't worry. I can tell you the locations I sent them on , and you can go look for them there. Anyways, I'm kind of glad you came back. I actually need you to deliver a letter to those Smurfs, if you can find them." I quickly go back to my lab, write a quick letter, go back outside and tie the letter to Feathers's leg, and tell her the locations I sent the smurfs on. She nods, and flies back of into the sky.
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"I found it! I found it!" Clumsy shouts with glee. I hopefully run to where Clumsy is pointing, only to find that he's pointing at a rock.
I slap my forehead. "Clumsy...that's a rock..."
"I know, I just meant I found th' rock I've been lookin' for my whole life!"
I resist the urge to yell at him. "Yeah, that's nice, I guess...but, please...only say you've found it when you have ACTUALLY found the ice flower!"
"Oh, okay!"
When Clumsy leaves, I sigh in frustration. I thought for sure he had found it. But you can't blame him for having an interest for rocks...
The sun already set behind the horizon, and it's getting colder!
"I think we should rest for the day," Tracker says and sniffs the air. "My nose says that there will be a snowfall tonight. It's safer if we get down from the mountain, and come back tomorrow morning."
"No, we can't leave!" I say. "If we come back tomorrow, the new snow will have most likely covered up the ice flower, maybe even deeper if it's already covered up. Besides, it hasn't started snowing yet. We still have time."
"Only like ten minutes..."
"That's plenty of time! C'mon, please, let's keep searching!" I plead. The smurfs agree. We dig in the snow with our bare hands, and with our feet. Too bad Papa Smurf didn't think of giving us small shovels. Then again, nothing else fits in our bags.
"Hey, I think I- oh, never mind! Just regular ice!" Dreamy yells out.
We continue to dig. Harmony and Tracker seem to have to forgiven each other. They''re talking again. I begin to feel snowflakes on my face. I look up. White sheets of ice slowly drift down onto the ground. Well, if it continues to snow at this rate, then theres no problem.
"We should leave now," Tracker warns. "I sense that harder snowfall is coming."
"Do we have to?" I still ask. Tracker glares at me.
"Yes, we do. I'm never wrong about this stuff. Let's go!"
"OI! TIME TA GO LADS!" Gutsy yells at the other four smurfs.
"What?" Harmony yells back. The wind now begins to pick up.
"I SAID TIME TA GO!"
"OH!" Harmony puts the trumpet to his lips and tries to blow, but no sound comes out. Then his eyes widen.
His lips are stuck to the trumpet.
I watch as Dreamy tries to pull the trumpet off, But then something else catches my eye. A waving motion of back and forth. I turn towards the source, and see Clumsy waving...and running towards me, and Brainy right behind him. As he gets closer, I can see that he's holding an object. THE ICE FLOWER!
"I found it! I found it!" Clumsy shouts happily and trips in the snow. "WOAH!"
Gutsy, who so happens to be close to him, lunges forward and catches the flower. "GOT IT!"
"Uh, nice catch there, Gutsy!" Clumsy says and gets up.
"GUYS! WE really need to Smurf out of here!" Tracker bellows. I notice that the snowfall is now heavy. I can hardly see anything.
"Alright! Everysmurf grab on to each other, and don't let go!" I feel a smurf grab my shoulders as I lead the way through the heavy snow. Tight grip. Must be Gutsy.
Clumsy trips, and sends us falling like dominoes. "CLUMSY!"
Once back on foot, I shout over the wind, "Does anysmurf see a way out of this storm?"
I hear Tracker sniff the air once more. "I smell dirt to your left!" He shouts. I turn to the left, and begin walking that way. "Yeah! Keep going that way!"
"Tell me if I head to a wrong direction!"
"Yeah!"
I walk a little more, with the other 6 smurfs following me. Suddenly, I slip, pulling my group down, and begin to roll downwards.
"WOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" We shout. I feel snow gather all around us like a snowball. I feel myself getting rolled around, and bump into my other fellow smurfs. "OW!"
Finally, we get pulled down hard by a gravitational force, and then we hit hard, rocky floor. I'm the first one to recover.
"Is everysmurf alright?" I ask. Their heads pop out of the big snowball we were in. They nod. We are now at the bottom of the mountain, away from the snow.
"Well, that was one way to roll us off the mountain!"Tracker laughs. I stare at him.
"Please don't tell me that you are getting to be like Jokey..." I tell him. "Gutsy! Do you still have the ice flower?"
"Yah! Safe and sound in my bag!" He pulls it out. I sigh in relief.
"MRPHHHG!" Harmony says, his lips still stuck to the trumpet. Dreamy grabs the horn and pulls with all his might. It comes off with a painful sound.
"YOW!" Harmony howls. "Ow, thanks, Dreamy."
"Yeah, anytime."
"Hey, can somesmurf help me find my glasses?" Brainy asks and blindly feels for them.
"Uh, I would, Brainy, uh, if I wasn't seein' everythin' so blurry!" Clumsy tells his friend. I laugh.
"Clumsy, you have Brainy's glasses on your face!" I tell him.
"Huh? OH! Hyu-hyu-hyu! Here ya go, Brainy!" Clumsy gives Brainy his glasses.
I look up at the sky. "WE should get going..." I murmur.
"No, we should rest," Dreamy says. "It's night already. We'll need all the strength we can get for the next place. It's pretty far, isn't it?"
I check the map. Dreamy is right. It is pretty far. And without Feathers, it will take us a long time to get there. I am feeling pretty exhausted.
"But we can't waste any time! Hefty could be dead by tomorrow!" I cry out. That's right. He could...
"He won't!" Gutsy butts in. "Besides, we won't finish getting the things by tomorrow! It'll take us days!"
"But the most we have is one week, one day!" My eyes water.
"Hefty is a fighter, Handy, and ya know that! Ya know that he can fight until that last day. But for now, we need sleep!" He lays down on the floor, and pulls out a blanket from his bag. I never actually saw how many things can fit in that tiny bag.
"But..."
"No buts! Now get yer butt on tha floor and sleep!"
All the other smurfs are already on the floor, sleeping. I sigh. It's true, we do need sleep. But...I don't want to get back to the village too late.
I look inside my bag, and find a blue blanket. I lay it on the floor, and lay down next to Harmony. Soon, I feel my eyes droop, and close.
You're too late...TOO LATE!
"Huh? Who's there?" I can feel my heart beat faster and faster. Frantically, I look around, looking for the voice that spoke. All I see is a white background.
You look too long on the journey, and now you pay the price, on never seeing your Best friend alive ever again...
"WHAT?" Tears fill my eyes. "WHO A-ARE YOU? W-WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?"
Instead of an answer, I see two smurfs laying on the floor, lifeless. One body is Hefty, and the other...SMURFETTE...?
You are too late. Why return, when this is all you will see. Your best friend, and the one he loved...DEAD!
I reach for Hefty's body, but it suddenly disappears. My shoulders tremble, and I sob hard. But my sobs can't drown out the voice in my head.
THEY'RE GONE! YOU WILL NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN ALIVE! YOU WERE TOO LATE! TOO LATE! TOO LATE!
"STOP! STOP!" I cry out, and cover my ears. I fall to my knees.
TOO LATE! TOO LATE! TOO LATE! TOO LATE!
"GYAAAH!" I shout and open my eyes. I see six faces over me, looking at me. My heart is pounding like smurf. My wet face tells me I was crying.
"Are you okay?" Brainy asks me, his eyes magnified behind his spectacles.
"Y-Yeah..." I sit up. "J-just a nightmare..." I sniff and wipe my eyes. They know what kind of nightmare I had.
"Uh, do ya need a hug?" Clumsy offers and extends his arms towards me. I nod. Usually, I am not the hugging type, especially because we are all male smurfs, but I really need it right now. When he hugs me, I begin to sob hard, so hard that Clumsy lets go.
"OH GOSH! I'm sorry! Did I squeeze ya?" He asks.
"N-no...I-it's n-not you..." I hiccup. He hugs me again.
"Hey, 'member, everythin'll come out alright! We'll get back home on time! We'll save your best friend!" I feel teardrops fall on my shoulders. Clumsy must be crying a little, remembering when he thought he lost Brainy. He would understand my feelings. I return the hug.
"Gosh, ya don' have anythin' o' magic, like I had with Brainy, but one thing's for sure, is that ya gotta have faith. We told ya before! An' that's the best kind o' magic this world has!"
I nod. "Y-you're right. Thank you, Clumsy." I break the hug. One thing that still bothers me though, is why did I see Smurfette in my dream too? I hope she didn't...nah, I don't think so...or...could it be...?
"We better get back ta sleep lads!" Gutsy tells everysmurf. I'm afraid to go back to sleep, though. I don't want to dream of the same thing I just did. But soon, I find myself laying back down, and my eyes closing .
"This is all your fault, YOUR FAULT!" An angry Papa Smurf shouts at me. I flinch.
"But Papa, how can it be my fault, if you said that we didn't know-"
"SILENCE! You led the journey, and you came back too late. Now look at what has become of your best friend! And SMURFETTE!" He points sharply into the ground, and I see two stones, with Hefty's and Smurfette's names on them. I gasp.
And on the floor, the words:
YOU ARE TOO LATE. YOU ARE TOO LATE. YOU ARE TOO LATE.
Over and over, they repeat. I cover my eyes and cry. Papa Smurf fades, and the same white background returns.
What did I tell you...didn't I say you would be too late?
And the voice begins to laugh. A terrible laugh, that makes me cry out...
"STOP!" I shout. My voice echoes in the darkness. My eyes open, and I find myself trembling. Another nightmare. Just another nightmare. I breathe a sigh of relief. Nosmurf awoke. Good thing, too.
I stand up. Maybe a good, small walk will help me.
I pick out a flashlight from my bag, and walk along the rocky road. As I come across a few plants, I hear the rustling of wings. I freeze. Could it be an owl?
My head slowly turns to look up, and I gasp.
"FEATHERS!"
The stork hears me, and gives a cry of joy. She swoops down, and lands. I run up to her, and hug her feathery body.
"Oh, Feathers! Thank Smurfs I found you!" Then, I notice a paper attached to her leg. She lets me grab it. It reads:
Dear Smurfs,
I hope you are all doing well? I noticed that you all lost Feathers, how that happened, I don't know. Anyways, I hope that Feathers has found you, and that you are now reading this letter. Hefty is still ill, but he's getting worse. I hope that you can all hurry, and come back on time. Another bad news. Smurfette has fallen ill, too. She entered Hefty's house, after I told her that he was sick. I told her to come out of there, but she refused. She loves Hefty. I never would have guessed. And now, she too, is ill. Anyways, What I want to tell you all, is that once you gather all of the ingredients you need, make the potion over there. I need it ready for when you return. I need you to make it over there, because it needs to cool down before use, and the ride back on Feathers should cool it down enough. Take care, my little Smurfs, and I hope to see you soon!
Papa Smurf
P.S.: When the potion is done, it needs some words to be recited. I've run out of room to write those words, but Brainy should know them. Just remember, Brainy, life.
I finish reading the letter. Oh, smurfs, Hefty is worse! But now that we have Feathers, things should be easier. And Smurfette, oh, Smurfette...why...
So my nightmare was right about Smurfette. I just hope that's all it was right about, and not the too late part.
I look back at the PS. Life? What does Papa Smurf mean about life? Well, Brainy should know. I mean, Papa Smurf is saying it to him.
A huge yawn escapes my mouth. Feathers nudges me with her beak, and puts her wing around me. Ooh...feels so comfortable. My eyes close.
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Harmony's POV
When we woke up, Handy was nowhere. We searched everywhere, until we found him. Boy, were we surprised to find him Sleeping with Feathers.
Now, we are on our journey to get the other thing. A rare mushroom on a grassy land. At least that's what it looks like on the map. We are riding Feathers there. Handy is finishing reading the note Papa sent.
"And that's it." He says, rolling up the paper.
"Oh NO! NOT SMURFETTE!" Dreamy shouts.
"She will be saved," Gutsy tells us. "I hope."
"What does Papa mean by life?" Brainy asks himself.
"You mean, you don't know?" Handy asks him. Brainy shrugs.
"I don't know what he's talking about. I've heard him say many things about life. I'll try to remember, though."
"Please try!" He peers over the storks head. "Okay, Feathers, we're here!"
Once we land, we sit down and eat a quick breakfast of smurfberries. Then, we set out.
"Alright, now, remember. This mushroom is yellow, with brown spots. It's not poisonous, so don't be afraid to grab it with your hands," Handy tells us. We nod.
"Search quickly, but don't miss a spot!"
I peer over some dry grass, and bugs fly in my face. One actually gets into my mouth and I spit it out. Disgusting.
"Gosh, it sure is hot out here!" I hear Clumsy's voice behind me. I turn to look at him, and nod.
"That's why the grass is so dry," I tell him. "Help me look over here!"
We go around a big rock, and look inside more dry grass.
"Uh, don't mushrooms usually grow on wet places 'r somethin'?" Clumsy asks me, while swatting a fly away from his face.
"I guess, but Papa Smurf circled this location, so I guess it must be here."
Clumsy nods, and peers over more dry grass.
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Smurfettes POV
I yawn and wake up. Another morning. But this morning, I can't go out and water my poor flowers. I can't say good morning to all the wonderful smurfs. I can't go and eat at the table with all the other Smurfs, I can't be happy. The only company I have, is my darling Hefty, who won't wake up.
Oh, I miss Baby! I want to hold him in my arms, tickle him, kiss his soft cheeks, take him a bath...but I can't. I bury my face in my hands.
A soft babbling makes me look up. I look at a window that I have never seen before. A window Hefty has that's close to the floor. It's not nailed up with wood, though. And there, I see Baby, waving his little arms excitedly. I approach the window, and kneel down. Big mistake.
Baby extends his arms towards me, wanting me to pick him up. I extend a hand towards him. He shouts with happiness. My hand touches the window. Baby leans forward, to touch my hand, but all he touches is glass. I watch as his mouth begins to move downward with wonder, on why he can't reach me. He pushes with all his might on the window. His bottom lip begins to quiver. My eyes fill with tears.
"Oh, Baby, I want to hold you in my arms. I want to grab you, and kiss you, a-and, so many other things..." I whisper.
He bangs on the window with frustration. Tears fill his small eyes. And he begins to cry.
"I-I'm sorry, Baby...I-I'm so sorry..." I stand up. It was a mistake to go over to him. I walk away from the window. His cries feel like a stab to my heart. I feel like as it I have just abandoned my baby.
"Aaaaaah!" He wails. I look a him again. His tiny hands are making grabbing motions towards me. My lips tremble, and I quickly get a cloth, and cover the window.
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Harmony's POV
It's too hot to continue...I can't take this heat anymore! I raise my water sack to my lips, and drink the last drop in there. Ugh. Feels just like a desert...
Dreamy and I have already given up, but not the other Smurfs, especially not Handy. His face has a determined look.
"HEY! I believe I smurfed it!" Gutsy shouts. We hopefully run up to him. "Is this it, Handy?"
Handy looks at the mushroom he found, and at the little picture that Papa Smurf drew. "Looks like it...Yeah, I think it is!" He says and picks it up. "Good work, Gutsy!"
"Yah, no problem!"
"Alright, smurfs! Onto the next thing!"
We all cheer. Finally, to get out of this dreadful heat! My trumpet seems to be melting.
We all climb on Feathers's back. She gracefully takes off into the sky. Handy opens up the map, and frowns.
"Well that's funny...I just noticed it." He says.
"What? What's funny?" Tracker asks. Handy shows him the map.
"Papa Smurf only circled the map four times instead of 10. I put an X over the places we already went to, and now there's just one location that's circled left!"
"Well maybe all the other things we need to get are all in the same place! See?" Brainy suggests and points at the map. "Papa Smurf circled this building...ruins...like thing. SO everything must be in there!"
"I guess, sounds reasonable..."
"Wow, Brainy, ever since you had that surgery, everything you say seems to make sense now," I joke. He scowls.
"Alright, Feathers! To the...ruins!"
OoO
Papa Smurfs POV
I sigh as I sit in my lab once more. I can't really do anything except worry. Maybe a book will help me relax...
I pick the biggest book off my shelf, and sit back down. I look over the places I sent Handy and his group to. The thing about this book, is that it changes over time. When a certain ingredient grows in another location, different than what it says on the book, the book changes. I took a quick glance at where the items were located, before I sent the smurfs on the journey, and circled the places on the map. I can't help but wonder where my little smurfs could now be...
I read a little on the ice flower, then I flip the page and read about some other ingredients. It seems to be helping me relax. However, just as I am about to close the book, a big, bold CAUTION catches my eye. I have never smurfed something in here with the word caution...
My eyes widen as I read the page. It reads:
CAUTION
These once beautiful ruins have fallen apart. The generous fairy who used to live here has moved on. As she once gave out things to organisms who truly needed them, things are still given out. However, there are challenges to face. And one must fight to get them. Once in these ruins, there is no turning back. If going alone, one must reach the end to obtain all the things they so need. If going in a group, at least one individual must reach the end, or they will all be lost forever. There have been no known survivors who have entered these ruins, and come back out to see the day.
"OH MY SMURFS!" I scream. I should have read this before! Quickly, I grab a paper, and ink, and write a letter, to my smurfs, to come back. To not enter those ruins. I whistle, and a small bluebird appears on my windowsill. Some time ago, this bluebird had a broken wing, and I helped take care of it. Young Nat was not around. And now, this fellow is my friend.
"Please, I sent seven of my smurfs on a Journey, and I need them back! Can you please smurf them this letter? I expect that they are on their way to the dry, grassy area beyond the mountains."
The bluebird chirps in agreement. I finish tying the letter to his leg, and he flies off.
"I hope I'm not too late..."
OoO
Handy's POV
"Well...these ruins don't look as nice as they do on the map," I comment.
"Uh, it actually look like cheese," Clumsy says and laughs.
Everything is so dusty, and old, and crumbly, and rocky. Right now, we are standing in front of a huge, building like ruin, with a hole, leading inside. I touch the rock.
"Is it safe?" Gutsy asks. "Not that I'm scared, but, I mean, does it look like it can collapse, er somethin'?"
"No, seems pretty firm."
"Alright, then, let's get going! There's no time to lose!" He walks in.
"I have always dreamed of going in ruins!" Dreamy says and follows Gutsy.
"B-But are you sure they won't collapse?" Brainy stutters. "I-I mean I trust you and all, but-"
I say nothing and pull him in. The other smurfs follow.
"Wow, it sure is dark in here!" Clumsy exclaims. "DO one of ya have a flashlight?"
"I do!" I tell Clumsy and take it out. I turn it on. On the wall, there are weird symbols.
"Gosh, what does that mean?"
Brainy clears his throat. "Ahem, allow me to read it to you all. Papa Smurf taught me how to read this ancient language. He didn't tell you all, but he began studying it after the scroll with the magic word-"
"JUST READ IT!" We shout.
"Agh, fine, fine! Ahem. A-" He suddenly stops, his finger in mid air. He turns to look at us, his eyes glowing blue. Then, he opens his mouth, but instead of his whiny voice, a soft, female voice speaks.
"Welcome, strangers. My name is Greta. I am the entrance to beyond the ruins. First, state your names."
We stare at each other in shock. Some kind of spirit or something possessed Brainy's body, for sure. "Umm...w-well," I begin. "I'm Handy Smurf."
"I'm Clumsy Smurf!" Clumsy states, and stumbles.
"I'm Gutsy Smurf!" Gutsy says.
"I'm Harmony Smurf," Harmony chirps.
"I'm Tracker Smurf," Tracker says.
"And I'm Dreamy," Dreamy says. "And I believe you have taken over the body of Brainy Smurf."
"Yes, I must use a body to speak. But when an individual comes alone, I get into his or her body, and speak in his or her mind. Anyways, welcome, Smurfs. Beyond this wall, you will face terrors, challenges, hardships. You will need to fight, to reach what you want. If you manage to make it to the end, I will see you there. All of you may make it to the end. Maybe only one of you, maybe none. But I will tell you this. If you lose someone along the way, and at least one of you manages to get to the end, you will see that lost smurf again. If none of you make it, you will all be lost, forever."
I swallow. "H-have any individuals ever gotten to the end?"
"Brainy" smiles wickedly. "That is for you to find out...I will wait for you at the end...if you make it," Greta laughs horribly, and then, the glowing blue eyes of Brainy disappear. His eyes droop, and he falls forward. I catch him.
"W-well," I say. "We can't turn back-"
The opening to the ruin closes up, leaving us with only the flashlight for light.
"We really can't turn back anymore. So, we have to be brave, and get through this. We can do this!"
The smurfs cheer, except for Brainy, who asks, "W-what just happened?"
The wall in front of us dissolves, and we all step forward. Then the wall reappears, making it now impossible, to turn back.
Woah, long chapter, but I really wanted to get to the last part! That's why I did everything else so quickly. I know, so many POV'S! XP This story is reminding me of Johan's Crusade by Sasami2002, but it will be different, WAY different. Hope you enjoyed, and next chapter should be up soon. Review PLZ!