Smurfocalypse Chapter 16: A Miner Loss
Doctor and the knights rushed both stretchers into the medical tent and immediately began diagnosis of physical condition. They both have lost a lot of blood, had several infected wounds, and Handy's left arm was completely dead and took on a disgusting, greenish blue color. Both Smurfs were in critical condition and in extreme danger of death, the fact Handy is even conscious is a miracle in itself. The first thing Doctor did was extend the space that separates patients from the general public and moved the injured back into the space, using a sheet as a borderline and as a efficient way of keeping privacy. Second thing he had to do was wash the two of them, they were caked in so much gunk and filth that an idiot would mistake them for something other then a Smurf.
Doctor had Sickly rush to the nearest river with a bucket to fetch water, he was accompanied by Wooly, who served as his body guard to ensure his safe return.
"And I thought Stinky Smurf stunk…" Doctor says plugging his nose.
"Do you think they will survive Doctor?" Gutsy asks.
"Doubtful Gutsy.. If only Papa Smurf were here." Doctor says.
"Not much he could do for them now.. They be closer to Smurf then you think." Farmer says.
"Although, I do wish there was something we could do.." Farmer adds.
Just them a cloud of magic smoke formed next to Farmer and then cleared, revealing a certain genie who made a very dramatic entrance.
"Mastuh Farmuh! Long time no see, finally! You've made a wish!" Gourdy says.
"Gourdy, what you be doin here?" Farmer asks.
"Well Mastuh, you made a wish, your wish is my command!" Gourdy answers.
"You mean to say you can actually find a way to Smurf my wish?" Farmer asks.
"Really Mastuh, you should have more faith in me." Gourdy says.
"Well then what ye be waitin for? Grant my wish then." Farmer says.
"Of course Mastuh." Gourdy says.
He holds his hands out in front of him, aiming them at the ground at Doctor's feet.
"Casabah cadorah!" Gourdy yells as a legit bathtub just big enough for a Smurf appears at Doctor's feet with at least 6 gallon buckets of water and a few bars of soap.
"Smurfy! You did good for once Gourdy!" Farmer says.
"Yeauh, I overheard Doctuh sayin he needed to wash um before he cud treat um furthuh so I figured there was no way I cud mess up this time" Gourdy says.
"There is somethin more ya cud personahly do Mastuh, but ya wud obviously need my help since time is not on our side." Gourdy says.
"Just name it Gourdy." Farmer says.
"Yes Mastuh, you could grow sum food everyone, the same way ya use to back home." Gourdy says.
"Well, I do miss bein in the fields and we are low on food.. But I need tools, soil, and seeds." Farmer says.
Gourdy aims his hands at Farmer.
"Cadora casabah!" Gourdy yells.
Farmer's armor had poofed off of him and his scythe was gone to. Instead Farmer's original look we all know and love replaced his now more dangerous career uniform and Farmer looked like… well, Farmer. In his hand was the hoe he has had since he was a baby Smurf and his straw hat and green overalls returned to his person. Farmer grins and twirls his hoe around, thrusting it into the air as he finished, accidentally putting a hole in the tent which Doctor yelled at him for completely ruining his moment before Gourdy restored it back to its previous state with magic.
"I be feelin like a true Smurf again!" Farmer says, proping his hoe up against his shoulder and carrying a seed satchel outside, Gourdy following him shortly behind.
"I know ya don't like magic assistin you when it comes ta farmin buh I wanted Mastuh to be happy." Gourdy says.
Farmer smiles.
"Just this once I can Smurf an exception, besides I was born to farm. Guess we will be harvesting together." Farmer says.
"Right Mastuh" Gourdy says.
The two of them passed Sickly who greeted them and wiped his nose on his scarf as he hauled the bucket back to the tent, Wooly was shortly behind him carrying a blood stained rope tied up like a noose.
"Run into trouble did you?" Farmer says.
"No trouble for me! Nuthin like roudyin up sum demons!" Wooly says.
"S'not like shearin sheep buh I reckon no demon that survives a attack from Wooly Smurf will be talkin ever again, Yeehaw!." Wooly says before tossing a demon's tongue at Farmer's feet.
"Makes for good fertilizuh.." Gourdy says, picking it up.
Farmer gives Gourdy a look like he just shit out of his mouth and Gourdy drops the tongue and wipes his hands on his pants.
"I thought it was pretty funny" Gourdy says.
Farmer and Gourdy are going to work together to create food quickly, it was never like Farmer to accept the aid of magic in his work but it had been so long since Farmer has had anything to do with farming that he could not refuse Gourdy's suggestion, and so the two of them set out for the dead field land surrounding the remains of Gargamel's house. Meanwhile, Clockwork was doing everything in his power to help Doctor treat Handy. Doctor would have Clockwork turn him over so he could place bandages accordingly, Clockwork Smurf's unnatural strength surpassed even Hefty's and therefore flipping Handy and Miner over in different positions was a simple task. No matter how hard Doctor tried, he could not get Miner to regain consciousness. Doctor even invoked emergency surgery, but Doctor's abilities are very limited, and Miner's heart stopped beating approximately 8 hours after rescued, Miner Smurf was dead.
"There was nothing I could have done.." Doctor explains to the group of Smurfs and Gourdy.
They all gathered around the fire pit as Doctor had announced the bad news.
"You gave it your all Doctor.. That is what really counts." Hefty says.
"I can't Believe they all died.. Every last one of them" Sickly says.
"Well, not all of them, Handy is still in my most intensive care and seems to be Smurfing better. Although he is still in very bad shape, and he lost his left arm which I am going to need to amputate." Doctor says.
"Hefty… Did you find any trace of Painter down there?" Gutsy asks.
Hefty shakes his head.
"We didn't really even Smurf evidence that Hunter, Sloppy and Scaredy are gone accept for what Handy has told me." Hefty says.
"I wonder what happened down there.." Timber says.
"Theres no way of knowing.. Unless Handy survives this anyway." Tuffy says.
"How is Handy right now Doc?" Hefty asks.
"Right now he is unconscious, I am going to return to the tent and begin the amputation and removal of projectiles from the body. With any luck he will wake up again when this is over." Doctor says.
"Is there anything we can do to help you? Anything at all?" Hefty asks, the other Smurfs nod in agreement with his question.
"Blacksmith? Do you still have the mold for the prosthetic arm?" Doctor asks.
"I should somewhere around here, I might need to check me tent." Blacksmith says.
"If you do I ask that you Smurf me one for Handy.. I have no idea how to attach it but once Handy wakes up he will know what to do." Doctor says.
"Alright Doctor." Blacksmith says, running off to his tent.
"It will be dark in about an hour, night watch assume your positions, those on duty now are dismissed." Hefty says, returning to his tent as Doctor leaves.
"I wish there was something more I could have done for Miner.." Farmer says.
"Kinda late now Mastuh, besides, all the magic in the world couldn't bring him back from where he is now." Gourdy says.
"Oh well.. Nothing to do now but wait for Papa Smurf.." Farmer says, putting on his helmet and preparing for night watch.
"Uh, mastuh? isn't there something you wish?" Gourdy says.
"Yeah as a matter a fact, I wish you would get some sleep." Farmer says.
"That's Mastuh Farmuh for yuh.. All work, no time for anything else." Gourdy thought, summoning his gourd and retiring into it for the night.
And so the sun went down and another night on the watch unfolds for Gutsy. When the sun goes down and the moon (which is still full for some strange unknown reason) rises up, Gutsy is in command. Every Smurf tried their best to avoid the tragic sight of Miner's battered body under a sheet behind Doctor's tent, Blacksmith retrieved the mold for Handy's prosthetic arm invention and began boiling water over the fire pit.
"You will never Smurf metal that way Blacksmith.." Farmer says.
"Got any better ideas?" Blacksmith says, tending the fire.
"I could have Gourdy Smurf you a forge.." Farmer says.
Blacksmith stopped stoking the fire and just kind of stared up on Farmer from where he was sitting.
"It just wouldn't be the same Farmer.. I miss me forge back home." Blacksmith says.
"I no how ye be feelin Blacksmith, but if ye don't Smurf Handy that new arm Clockwork will Smurf you a new ass." Farmer says.
"I will manage somehow.. I am a Blacksmith. Strong as steel and and able to mold into any situation.. Its how ive made it this far." Blacksmith says.
"Got a point there." Farmer says.
"Farmer! Enough of the chit chat! Go Smurf the south side of camp with Sweepy!" Gutsy orders.
Farmer picked up his scythe and headed south of the fire pit.
"What kind of idiotic prescription is this anyway?! I about sneezed my nose right off my Smurf!" Sickly said.
"Oh? And that's somehow my fault? You nincomsmurf.. What in Smurf's name made you think the orange went up your nose anyway?!" Doctor asks.
"Well I sure as Smurf wasn't going to shove it up my Smurf!" Sickly says.
"I'll put my foot up your Smurf if you don't leave me alone! I'm kind of busy! Cant lay around all day with snot Smurfing down my face like you!" Doctor says.
Lazy walks out of the tent with bloodshot eyes and his pillow over his ears.
"I wont say it.." Lazy says, heading for another tent.
"Golly! You two sure are causing a scene!" Clumsy says.
"Ah, go back to sleep Clumsy." Doctor says.
"Sickly I don't have time for this right now, would you just this once get off my Smurf and cut me some slack? You have been on my case ever since Papa Smurf left." Doctor says, tossing Handy's ugly, green severed arm outside into the grass for some unfortunate knight to stumble upon.
"Think that ought to Smurf it.. He is very lucky.. I tried to warn him they would all Smurf down there.." Doctor says, putting his tools away.
"Before you Smurf something wrong again.. You eat the orange.. It will make you better sooner." Doctor says, shaking his head and walking to his bedding on the ground nearest to the hospital wing.
Sickly was just about to attempt to squeeze citrus into his eye, he jumps and shoves the wedge into his mouth at the last second. Sickly was willing to try anything to get better sooner so he could be of help to his fellow Smurf, but lets face it.. Its not going to happen.. Whoever heard of a healthy Smurf named Sickly anyway? Join us next time for another chapter.