The Smurfocalypse chapter 5: Smurfs in a Strange Land
The sun lingers directly above our now homeless little blue friends as the group ravages threw their once homes with hopes to find at the very least 1 precious item that might have survived the gusting winds of vengeance. But the Smurf Village was not the only thing that was completely altered by the wind. Trees were pulled from their very roots leaving huge holes in the earth and a perilous obstacle where once a healthy forest thrived. The dam was destroyed leaving the village flooded but fortunately since it was mid summer their was only enough water to completely soak a Smurfs shoes in it. The wind having long finished its rampage now has settled leaving a dreadful heat to torment our blue buddies.
The way the woods was altered leads a mind to the thought of possibility that perhaps the world itself suffered from the wrath of the Great Smurf, the fact that there are a couple of Smurfs that have ventured beyond the village just fuels this thought, the fact a Smurf was and still perhaps is venturing further beyond the very woods extends this thought while the words of a very lucky Smurf confirms it as no longer a thought but harsh reality that hit Papa Smurf square in the face like a two by four. The aged and most respected leader watched as his little Smurfs ravaged through rubble like scavengers for long enough. It was time to take further action, action that would serve to be productive. If the Great Smurf tried to perform a genocide of Smurf kind the previous night and learned that not all Smurfs lived in the village then no doubt he had just unleashed chaos on the entire planet to ensure their extinction. The familiar and ear piercing song of Harmony Smurf gathered all to foundation of the well that once stood in the center of town, Papa Smurf raises a single hand and the crowd goes quiet.
"Listen up my little Smurfs!" Papa Smurf ordered, "I realize the events of the passed day has really left an impact on us all and has forever scarred our hearts. But what we have here is a serious problem! I have reason to believe that this devastating destruction is not exclusive to our mark in the forest. In other words.. We are going to have to Smurf life all over again… Learn new surroundings, Find new ways of food and shelter, but most harshly I don't think it is safe to live here anymore! We are going to have to prepare for quite a long journey… We are leaving these woods forever.."
Papa Smurf's words lingered in the minds of the crowd, every Smurf had the same question.
"But where else would we go Papa Smurf? There are dangers out there, like Humans, dragons, and Gargamel!" Brainy shouts.
" Gargamel?!" the group shouts.
" Now, now Smurfs!.. There is no time for panic! Listen here we have got to stay strong and keep a positive attitude here!" Papa Smurf shouts.
The crowd uproars in sheer terror as Smurfs panic and howl in fear.
"We're all gonna Smurf!" Brainy shouts.
" My kitchen! My beautiful kitchen!" Greedy shouts.
" My flowers are all dead!" Smurfette cries.
" My Smurf hurts!" Clumsy shouts.
" I'm tired!" Lazy adds.
" I hate positive!" Grouchy shouts.
The clamor of Smurfs carrying on and the sound of Baby Smurf wailing was enough when combined with the current situation to light a tiny flame somewhere deep within Papa Smurf which grew an expanded until it was a roaring blaze which erupted out of Papa Smurf's mouth with a bang.
" Every Smurf be quiet! Smurf up! Do you hear me?! Shut your Smurf this very instant!" Papa Smurf yells to the top of his lungs mad with frustration and rage as he stomps his foot down, grabs Harmony's trumpet violently from his hands and blows a note so painfully loud it could strike a human deaf. The crowd instantly stifles, jaws agape, and wide eyed, every Smurf was to devastated by Papa Smurfs behavior to even move a muscle, only a group gasp followed by fear induced silence was present. Harmony was huddled up in a ball scared stiff, no Smurf expected to ever in a million years see Papa Smurf so angry.
Between deep breaths of anger Papa Smurf throws Harmony's trumpet towards the ground which Harmony bravely snatched up before harm could come to it, followed by a fear striking glare from Papa Smurf which left Harmony reeling into the crowd for safety in numbers.
" Now listen here! I don't want to hear anymore of this unsmurfy, "Smurf is me" kind of talk! Have we already forgotten what happened to Vanity?! He met a most painful and unfortunate end yesterday… And all you cared about was yourselves! Running around in panic like chickens with their heads cut off, worrying about your petty possessions being ruined! While poor Vanity lay on a slab black, blue, and cold to the touch… Not a single one of you came to Vanity's burial… Not even one! And last night after Tracker's lessons not a single one of you mentioned your promise to hold a service in Vanity's name! Instead you were complaining because the wind that was destroying the outside world because of us was keeping you awake! Papa Smurf paused, his face as red as his cap he glared with bitter anger at a sleeping Lazy Smurf leaning against a tree log.
In an act of pure frustration Papa Smurf picks up a stone and hurls it with all of his might right at Lazy who was beginning to snore, the stone made contact with the back of Lazy's head making a thump noise as it struck, Lazy awoke instantly with shock and screamed in response to the sudden burst of sharp unforgiving pain, he grabbed the back of his head and winced as a single tear formed in his eye, his cap slowly turning a bright crimson where the rock hit.
" If I ever catch you sleeping while I am speaking ever again so help me I will ban you from this village! " Papa Smurf spits in anger.
Lazy throws his head back and howls as tears stream from his eyes, every Smurf stared in horror not believing what was happening. Papa Smurf snapped and perhaps nothing would be the same ever again, but all in all Papa Smurf was right it was time to start toughening up. Nobody likes a 150 some year old baby. Papa Smurf hesitates the urge to confront Lazy and tell him that something struck him from atop a tree, anything that would imply that he did not hurt Lazy, but with a heavy heart and holding back tears of his own, he remembers that lies censor nothing for long and are most dishonest which would go against Papa Smurf's good nature. He turns to the crowd and tries to maintain a less fearsome but still firm tone of voice and continues.
" You have all behaved very unsmurfy and I am very disappointed in you… I thought I taught you all better then this.. You should know how and how not to behave during times of panic.. I must admit I have not been to Smurfy myself.. This is all I have to say.. Accept one more thing… If we cannot toughen up and keep a positive attitude we are all going to be dead!" Papa Smurf gives Tracker the floor and heads into some bushes.
" Papa Smurf! Where are you g-" Brainy's question was cut short when Tracker laid a hand over his mouth and gave him a look that suggested Papa Smurf wanted to be alone, Brainy nodded his head and returned to his place amongst the crowd between Alchemist and Architect who both were still taking in the moment and had a look of shock plastered on their faces. Grouchy had been gone the whole time, he took Baby and went back to the oak to try and calm him down, he comes back with Baby finally asleep in his arms, all cried out and tired.
" What was Papa Smurf all mad about?" Grouchy asks.
" Lazy fell asleep during his speech" Tracker answered.
" I hate lazy!" Grouchy says.
" Grouchy Smurf! That is no way to talk about Lazy! He was just tired! We are all very tired! And Papa Smurf hit him with a rock!" Smurfette yells.
Grouchy looked Smurfette in the eyes for a moment, beautiful and large, unlike male Smurf eyes, they were sparkling from tears forming and deep down Grouchy regretted everything he said. He realizes these are hard times and every Smurf must stick together. A part of Grouchy he believed to be lost forever long ago was slightly opened when he first held Baby in his arms, and as he stared into Smurfette's eyes he felt it opening a little more. Grouchy deep down truly loves Smurfette, more then any Smurf in the village will ever love her, and more then they know. Grouchy truly felt sorry for what he said and he hurt poor Smurfette's feelings, but alas, Grouchy's pride is to great and he responds to her lecture by rolling his eyes and grunting before turning his back on her and walking away.
" Oh that Grouchy Smurf! He is just always so… Grouchy!" Smurfette said frustrated while stomping her heel into the soft earth.
" You know he can't help it Smurfette…" Hefty says putting a hand on Smurfette's sholder.
" Yeah I know.. But what if he could change?.. Despite what happened to him.. I know he could do it if he just tried." Smurfette said while blinking away tears.
" Maybe he just needs a little help Smurfette… Why don't you just tell him already?" Hefty says.
Smurfette blushed a bright red. "Oh Hefty… I-I just couldn't! Its not fair to you guys.. And what if he hates me just like he hates Brainy, jokey, lazy, and dreamy?" Smurfette said, the thought of Grouchy hating her made the tears come back, hot and stinging to her eyes.
"I am sure after awhile the they will understand Smurfette.. Besides.. A true friend would want to see two of his friends happy.. Even if it Smurfs." Hefty says, before adding
" Its your life Smurfette.. Live it the way you want… I think you would be surprised from the result." at that Hefty left to join the others as those who did not understand the previous nights lesson fully were getting extra help from Tracker while they waited for Papa Smurf's next move, and Hefty was sure as he was blue that he had no clue what Tracker was talking about. Smurfette stood there sniffling a little as her crying seized and watched Grouchy walking with Baby in his arms in the distance, pacing and seemingly mumbling to himself. Smurfette thought about what Hefty told her and a light blush formed on her face.
" Look at how sweet he is with Baby… His old self is in their somewhere… I know it" Smurfette thought to herself. Her moment of privacy was broken when Poet came up to her.
"Hey Smurfette! Would you like to hear the poem I made in honor of Vanity?" Poet asked knowing smurfette is to kind to deny him his anxious request for a listener.
"Oh Poet!… I would love to." Smurfette said as she followed him.