A Hundred Smurfs Of Gray: A Narrator's Story/Part 8

And so as the Smurfs returned to the village and started work on repairing everything in it, Papa Smurf explained to his little Smurfs that the Grey Smurfs were all created by him in the hopes that they would stop fighting with each other and pull themselves together to be united as one village again. Admittedly, they were all happy to see that the Grey Smurfs were all gone and that they never existed in the first place.

As the work of repairing the village commenced, Papa Smurf watched as every Smurf now acted just like they were before...willing to help each other out, willing to let their fellow Smurfs have their way first, and overall being friendly with each other. "It's so nice to see the true spirit of the village smurfing once more in all the Smurfs," he said to Smurfette as she was watching everything alongside him.

"It's too bad those Grey Smurfs aren't even real, Papa Smurf," Smurfette said. "Even if they were bad, it did make me feel for a time like we're not the only Smurfs who are smurfing in this world."

"Maybe someday we may find Smurfs like us somewhere out there, Smurfette," Papa Smurf said. "Then we will truly have something that we can learn and share from each other."

"Maybe there will be a village of female Smurfs, Papa Smurf," Smurfette said. "Do you think that would be possible?"

"Who really knows, Smurfette?" Papa Smurf responded.

Just then, Amore arrived with a bouquet of flowers. "Oh, how very thoughtful of you, Amore," Smurfette said pleasantly. "I'm sure they will smurf beautifully in my home when it's all smurfed up."

"I wanted to know how you were smurfing after what the Great Leader had almost smurfed with you, Smurfette," Amore said.

"I'm fine, Amore, but thanks for asking," Smurfette said. "His offering to be made the Great Matron was somewhat tempting, but I could never imagine smurfing my entire life with him."

"Say, Smurfette, if you're not busy smurfing anything this evening, would you like to...uh...," Amore started to ask.

"I would love to smurf with you under the smurfy moonlight," Smurfette answered, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"You sure make the earth move under my feet, Smurfette," Amore said, sounding all giddy from the kiss. And then he literally felt the earth move under his feet as something emerged from the ground. It was Panicky.

"Hurray! I'm finally free!" he shouted.