Smurfette's Evil Mirror/Part 5

Handy was in his workshop working on something when Papa Smurf, Empath, Polaris, Tapper, and Duncan paid him a visit.

"Handy Smurf, how did you smurf your hands on Smurfette's magic compact?" Papa Smurf demanded.

"Me? Why would you think that I would smurf such a thing from you?" Handy responded, trying to sound innocent.

"Technically, you are correct, Handy," Empath said. "This smurf senses from your thoughts that you didn't directly steal it from Papa Smurf's laboratory. Rather, you allowed Sneaky to steal it for you."

"Handy Smurf, how could you of all Smurfs smurf such a thing?" Tapper said.

"You just couldn't help smurfing your hands on that thing so you could complete your invention now, could you, laddie?" Duncan said.

"Okay, okay, I admit that I was eager to find out what made Smurfette's magic compact work the way that it smurfed, so I had Sneaky smurf it out of your laboratory, Papa Smurf," Handy said. "I didn't mean to smurf anyone any harm."

"That was very unsmurfy of you, Handy," Papa Smurf said. "Who knows what kind of magic was used to smurf the magic mirrors to life."

"But now that we know what kind of magic is being used for these portable telesmurfs, what are we going to do about it, Papa Smurf?" Polaris asked.

"We have to collect all these devices together from every Smurf, no matter how painful it will be for them to relinquish it to us," Papa Smurf said.

"This smurf understands and acknowledges, Papa Smurf," Empath said, nodding with acceptance.

Handy sighed as he went over to his work table to fetch Smurfette's magic compact. But as he did, the mirror's image glowed, and Handy froze in place as he heard a voice inside his head: ''This is your master Gargamel. I want you to help me find a way to your village, and stop those who will oppose you. You will be richly rewarded for your efforts.''

"Yes, Master Gargamel," Handy said in a flat monotone voice. The other Smurfs in the workshop watched as Handy now headed for the door, looking like he was under a hypnotic spell.

"Great Smurfiny Crickets, what is going on?" Tapper asked.

"That smurfed magic mirror must have smurfed a spell on poor Handy," Duncan answered, just as puzzled as the other four were.

"This smurf could sense that Gargamel is using a magic spell cast from a remote location through the magic compact to influence Handy's behavior," Empath said.

"Then we'd better stop him before he smurfs whatever Gargamel wants him to smurf, my little Smurfs," Papa Smurf said.

Suddenly Smurfette came running towards them. "Papa Smurf! Empath! The whole village seems to be going smurfy!" she cried out.

The four Smurfs and Polaris Psyche saw it for themselves. Most of their fellow Smurfs were now acting like they were under a magic spell, heading for the house of archives.

"This hypnosis spell must be affecting every Smurf that is actively using a portable telesmurf, my fellow Smurfs," Polaris said.

"Then we've got to smurf a stop to this," Papa Smurf said. "Empath, Polaris, try to smurf the crowd of Smurfs under control. I'm going to smurf into my laboratory to try finding a way to counter this spell."

"This one understands and acknowledges, Papa Smurf," Empath and Polaris both said together.

To be expanded on.