The Triforce/Part 4

 Meanwhile back in the Smurf village, a fairy is seen flying around. Many Smurfs stop working and point at the fairy that arrives in the village. She appears to have medium sized brown hair with blue eyes and she appears to be wearing a pink dress with pink high heels.

 Spryte: Oh, hello there! Hi! My name is Princess Spryte, and I come on an urgent mission to retrieve a missing relic from my country.

 Many Smurfs get surprised when they hear the fairy mention about being of royal blood. Among them in the crowd was Smurfette who decides to run into Papa Smurf’s house to go and retrieve him.

 Smurfette: Papa Smurf! Papa Smurf!

 Papa Smurf is seen trying to mix potions together, then they explode when he turns around surprised.

 Papa Smurf: Smurfette! How many times have I told you to not sneak into my house when I’m working?!

 Smurfette: Oh, I’m sorry Papa Smurf. It’s just that there’s a fairy in the village and she says she’s a princess and…

 Papa Smurf: A fairy princess?

 Smurfette: Yes. Come on Papa Smurf!

 Smurfette pulls onto Papa Smurf and drags him out to where the other Smurfs are gathered with Spryte.

 Papa Smurf pulls free from Smurfette and squints his eyes when he sees the Smurfs. He begins to point at them and starts counting quietly. He stops and gets shocked.

 Papa Smurf: Great Smurfs! Where are the rest of my little Smurfs?

 Smurfette: Well Papa Smurf. When Glovey left with Hefty and Brainy, Grouchy went missing. We think he decided to go help.

 Papa Smurf: Yes, but how? It is not possible for them to have gone too far.

 Clumsy: Duh uh yeah Papa Smurf. We here helped build a new ship for Glovey to sail in. Well, only some of us did. We thought you wouldn’t allow them to travel in Dreamy’s ship.

 Dreamy: Nooooo. Of course I would share. It’s our ship anyways.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Clumsy: Garsh Dreamy, you sure are very nice and generous.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Spryte: Pardon me for intervening, but I am really in a hurry.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> The Smurfs turn around to see the impatient fairy floating in the air as she taps her foot in the air.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: Ah yes, ahem! Where exactly did you say you come from your highness?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Spryte: My name is Spryte, Princess Spryte. I come from the land of Hyrule. I don’t expect any of you to know where it is because it is a hidden kingdom. Our country side isn’t the safest due to many invasions and attacks from dark forces, thus keeping it hidden from the rest of Europe. But I didn’t come here to give a geography lesson. I don’t know if anyone you have noticed, but darkness has filled the air. There is an evil wizard by the name of Ganon.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: Yes, you could say we met.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Spryte: Despite his foolish character, he is not one to be toyed with. Long ago, he tried to take over the world by using the power of the Triforce. Ganon had one in his possession; the Triforce of Power. Princess Zelda had the counterpart; the Triforce of Wisdom. According to legend, whoever united both pieces would have unstoppable power and the ability to rule all. The story says that he sent a magician to trick the Prince of Hyrule to get his sister the Princess to give him the location of a third Triforce. The princess refused and was put under a sleeping spell. Years would pass by until a brave hero by the name of Link came and fought Ganon’s minions and managed to find the Triforce of Courage, which chose him as his master and stayed marked on his hand, similar to a birthmark. Link managed to wake the sleeping princess and the two joined forces to keep Hyrule safe from Ganon who would attack every time he had the opportunity to. One destined day, Ganon was finally defeated and was sealed in the underworld along with his Triforce. This did not please the Princess, which caused her to be mad at our hero even though there wasn’t a threat anymore. Or so we thought…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: I understand. And exactly how can we stop this mad wizard?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Spryte: Since you claimed to have witnessed his demise, perhaps you may offer your assistance in locating him. The hero has already departed around Europe to try and locate him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette: We have some Smurfs who went to go search for him and his baddies.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: That’s right. One of them…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Aviator: Yeah, the new Smurf!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: Yes, Glovey. I believe what power Glovey had used on those creatures…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> A flashback is seen of Glovey taunting Ganon and having the energy to withstand the wizard without any fear.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: Glovey has the Triforce of Power on him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Spryte: Then we need that Smurf to come with me and do the world a favor of sealing away that monster and delivering the Triforce back to the princess.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette: But Glovey hasn’t returned yet.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: Yes, that could be a problem indeed. We will just have to wait for him. There really isn’t another option your highness.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Back at sea, Glovey, Brainy, Claire, Grouchy, and Gutsy are seen sitting together in the deck. Hefty is seen steering the ship and keeping it steady as it sails back to the kingdom of Belgium, hoping to return back to the Smurf village.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey: Hefty, how long will it take to get back? Something is telling me that we are needed very urgently in the village.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Hefty: Soon Smurf, soon.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Gutsy: Tell me lad, what’s his village like?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Brainy: I assume it’s like any other Smurf village. I actually had no idea that there were other Smurf villages…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Grouchy: I hate other Smurf villages!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey: Grouchy, do you hate everything?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Grouchy: No… but I can if I want to.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey looks puzzled and he gets up and sits next to Brainy Smurf. He begins to whisper to Brainy.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey: Psst… Hey Brainy. Why is Grouchy always so… well you know.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Brainy: You know what Glovey. I really don’t know. He’s always been this way since we were Smurflings.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey: I guess that’s what makes us Smurfs all so different, yet unique.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Gutsy: Oy… This voyage be taking too long laddies…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey: You know what everyone says. The best way to pass time is through song.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Grouchy: Oh no… Please don’t tell me he’s going to sing…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey begins to walk in place with his arms up to his waist and he starts to sing the Smurf song.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey: La La La La La! La La… La?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Every Smurf stares at Glovey as sweat marks run down their faces.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Grouchy: All of us think that is pretty annoying.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Gutsy: Well… I thought it was pretty catchy laddie.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Gutsy Smurf is seen humming the Smurf song as Hefty Smurf shakes his head and does a face palm. Eventually, the night comes and a big gust blows on the sails making the ship go faster.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Hefty: By the looks of this wind, we’re sure to make it back to the Smurf village in no time!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Everyone: hooray!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Back in the underworld, Ganon is seen looking through his dark mirror. He is seen watching a split screen of the Smurfs in the village and of the others in the S.S. Smurf III. On the village side, he has his focus on Spryte and on the ship, his focus is on Glovey’s hand with the Triforce marking.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Ganon: So, these wretches are called Smurfs. They are so weak and small, I could just step on them all. I could’ve have destroyed them all if only that other hairy wrench didn’t have my Triforce! When I get him, I will yank every hair from his scalp until he resembles the rest and extract their essence and rule the world! And who knows, maybe I’ll even marry the princess heh heh heh! Now… where is that other wretched boy?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> The next day in the village, Spryte is seen speaking her story to the Smurfs.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Spryte: As I journeyed here, I was traveling with the hero. He was going under the disguised name of Bairn in order to maintain the secret of our Kingdom and so nobody else could track him down. His real name is Link, and I believe he is in danger as he disappeared somewhere near the region of what I believe is known as Scotland. He always managed to defeat Ganon various times sing his magical sword. Although, there is an old legend about a legendary blade out there that various heroes from the past have used to defeat Ganon and seal him in the Underworld. But I always thought it was a legend.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: Yes, well a lot of things have been coming true lately.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Handy is seen running to the village from the forest.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Handy: Papa Smurf! The others have returned! I saw a ship with Smurfs approach the shore.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Papa Smurf: Great Smurfs! This is excellent! As soon as the Smurfs get here, Glovey can depart with you Spryte and we can help find this hero and the sword to rid of this evil once and for all.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> The Smurfs all wait for the traveling Smurfs as they return to the village. All the Smurfs automatically put their attention on the foreigners Gutsy and Claire. Glovey automatically runs to Smurfette. He picks her up and spins her around. The Smurfs all get jealous as they se how much affection they give each other. Glovey makes an upset look and puts Smurfette down.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Glovey: Sorry... Just happy to see you… I mean everyone too…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette gets puzzled at first, then she realizes Glovey is behaving like so only because of how the others react to them being too close. Smurfette calls out everyone to get their attention.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette: Everyone! I have an announcement to make. I haven’t been truthful to you all. But now, I feel you should all know what happened.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette walks over to where Glovey is and grabs his hand.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette: The night before Glovey Smurf left… well…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette takes a sigh, then makes a serious face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> Smurfette: We got married, and he is the one I choose!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"> All the Smurfs stay silent as their mouths open wide in a shocked manner, including Papa Smurf. Grandpa approaches Papa Smurf and closes his mouth.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Hefty: Well, I'm not buying any of this.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Brainy: Same here.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grouchy: I hate buying things!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Everyone turns surprised to see what Glovey had to say. Smurfette approaches Glovey and hands him his glove, which he quickly puts on. He raises his hand up high, then spins and puts is hands in his pockets. He quickly pulls out his gloved hand and snaps his fingers and he hums while nodding his head.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Gutsy: Oy… Is he really going to sing again?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey circles Smurfette, who is only giggling.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Smurfette, I'm Gonna Tell Your Boyfriends, yeah!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Harmony Smurf then blows his bugle every time Glovey is about to say the word “yeah.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: ''Tell them, Woo hoo, exactly what we're doing. Yeah! Tell them what you do to me late at night when the wind is free! Smurfette, I’m gonna show your boyfriends. Yeah! Show them. Woo hoo! The flowers I've been giving, yeah! Show them how you feel inside an’ how love could not be denied, oh no! ''

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey turns around and he begins to do his moonwalk routine and he adds new moves that the Smurfs had never seen before and he makes it look as if he is walking in place. He turns around again and pulls out a flower under his sleeve and gives it to Smurfette.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: ''We're gonna have to tell them, you'll only be a Smurfette of mine! We're gonna have to tell them you'll only be a Smurfette of mine!''

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey then turns around again and is seen clapping his hands as he approaches the Smurflings who are holding Baby Smurf. Glovey begins to tickle Baby Smurf’s belly and then pats the heads of the Smurflings.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: ''Smurfette you better tell your boyfriends, yeah! Tell them ,woo hoo! Exactly what we're doin', yeah! Tell them what they need to know or they may never let you go, oh no! ''

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey approaches Smurfette again and holds her hands.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: ''We're gonna have to tell them, you'll only be a Smurfette of mine! We're gonna have to tell them you'll only be a Smurfette of mine! ''

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey spins around then picks up Smurfette. Smurfette then gives Glovey a kiss in front of the Smurfs.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: It's time you tell everyone...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: I love you all as my brothers, but it’s time you accepted Glovey Smurf among you. It was bound to happen since he is a Smurf, and well let’s be honest. None of you have really been nice to him. Why Glovey is the most sweetest Smurf I have ever met, and I didn’t know him longer than I knew you all. If any of you love me, you’ll accept Glovey Smurf as one of your brothers too!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf approaches Smurfette and grabs her hand.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: Smurfette… I’m proud of you. I’m really glad to see you happy.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Hefty: Hey, I’m glad to see you’re happy too. We all are, and we’re sorry about Glovey Smurf, about the way we’ve been Smurfing him around.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey gets all nervous and looks down. Smurfette joins him again and hugs him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Spryte: I just love romantic moments....Oops! Almost forgot! I still need that Triforce to come with me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: Great Smurfs! I almost forgot!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Spryte: So you are the famous Glovey Smurf I keep hearing about. I heard how you are the current owner of the Triforce of Power. I need you to come with me to the land of Hyrule. You must meet the princess. She can help us stop this madness.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: I understand.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: Does he have to leave now? He just got here.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: Your highness, could you spare my little Smurf one night before he joins you?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Spryte: Well, I suppose. He did just get here and he could use some rest.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Later that night, All the Smurfs were seen eating together with their fairy guest. Everyone seemed to be together except for Glovey Smurf. He snuck out without being noticed and ran into the forest. There he saw below a tree, depressed and staring at a shooting star pass by with tears running down his face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Oh God… I try really hard to be nice… Am I trying too hard? Or am I not trying hard enough?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Meanwhile in the Smurf dining hall, the Smurfs get to know Gutsy and Claire.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: So you say you come from another Smurf village?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Gutsy: Aye, we live with our Smurf clan and our Papa Smurf.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: I find this very fascinating. I had no idea there were more Smurfs living among us.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grandpa: Here we had the idea that we were the only ones of our kind.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Clumsy is seen approaching Claire with many flowers.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Clumsy: Uh hi there… I uhm think you’re very pretty and I uhm well got you these flowers.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire sees the flowers and gets surprised. She takes them and smells them.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire: Hey Gutsy, you hear that? He thinks I’m pretty… Who is that… handsome Smurf…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: That is Clumsy Smurf. He is one of my many little Smurfs.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire: Why do you call him Clumsy Smurf?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">A big crash is heard in the background and every Smurf turns around to see Clumsy crash into Greedy Smurf, who was helping set up many dishes for the Smurfs to feast upon.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Everyone: Clumsy!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Clumsy: Oh garsh… uhm sorry everyone!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire: Never mind, I see why. But he’s still so cute. I want to go sit next to him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire gets up and helps Clumsy up and sits next to him. The two Smurfs are seen talking and laughing together. Smurfette seems to be turning her head around and notices Glovey Smurf is absent.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: Papa Smurf! Where is Glovey?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Meanwhile outside in the forest, Glovey is seen wiping his tears and he gets up to wander around the forest. He notices some acorns on the trees.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Hmm…. that’s strange… All of a sudden, I feel a sudden urge to eat some acorns.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey begins to climb up the tree. As soon as he gets to the top, he meets the squirrel by the name of Chitter.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Oh hello there Mr. Squirrel. Are these your acorns?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Chitter responds by nodding and pulling an acorn and handing it to Glovey.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Oh! Thank you!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey is seen breaking the acorn and eating it fast. Right in front of him, Wild Smurf jumps out of the leaves, making Glovey jump in fear and fall back.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Oh, you scared me… Wait, I don’t recognize you from the village. Who are you?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Wild Smurf stays quiet as he stares at Glovey and sits next to him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: I get it. You’re here to make fun of me too. Well, I don’t blame you. I have been nothing but trouble to the village around here. I guess the village is no place for outsiders. Kinda like, well… It’s like coming from another world and being forced to struggle in this new one. I feel like maybe I should stay separated from them… Wait, is this why you’re here all alone?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Wild Smurf only smiles and hugs Glovey.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: I’m sorry I misjudged you Smurf. There’s something strange about you though. Not to offend you or anything. I mean, It feels sorta weird, like… we I know you from somewhere, or like a connection. I’m not sure why… Hmm…. But anyways, you’ve probably heard the news from the others. I have to go travel with this fairy princess to her residential home as part of my quest to you know… “save the world.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey turns around to face Chitter.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: How about it Mr. Squirrel, will you help me tomorrow on my journey? I could really use transportation and I believe you’re fast enough to help me get there. That is, if it’s okay with your friend here?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Both Wild and Chitter nod as they shake Glovey’s hands.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: Glovey! Down here!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">All three look down from the tree and see Smurfette waving at Glovey. The three jump down from the tree to greet Smurfette.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: I see you met Wild Smurf… huh… You know Glovey, if you and Wild stand together… you sort of look like brothers, and I mean like blood related…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Both Glovey and Wild Smurf stare at Smurfette with the same puzzled face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: Hmm… well anyways, why are you both here all alone?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Smurfette… The Smurfs are only accepting me because of you. In reality, I’m the most hated Smurf in the whole village.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: That’s not true Glovey. Papa Smurf called you one of his little Smurfs. Grandpa and Nanny seem to be very fond of you. And, even Wild and Chitter like you!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Chitter… So that’s your name. Chitter here is helping me on my quest to visit Spryte’s homeland.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: Oh but Glovey, you can’t go alone!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: I’m not. Gutsy and Claire are still accompanying me all the way to the end. I promised I would help them find their human friend.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: No Glovey, I was talking about me. Take me with you.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: We can’t do that Smurfette. Papa Smurf would never approve of this.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: If you really want to go Smurfette, then you have my permission.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey and Smurfette turn around and notice Papa Smurf standing across from them.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Papa Smurf!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: Don’t be alarmed Glovey Smurf. I heard everything you were saying. I want you to know that I consider you one of very own, and you should never worry about what the others say about you and Smurfette.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey approaches Papa Smurf and hugs him with a smile and with tears going down his face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: It’s been such a long time since I had a father figure…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey and Smurfette head back into the Smurf dining hall and meet Gutsy and Claire outside. They appear to be speaking about the journey. Papa Smurf heads to the center of the village. He stares at all the Smurfs who are seen heading into their homes as they prepare to go to sleep. Papa Smurf turns his head to his right shoulder and notices Grandpa walking over with his cane to accompany him. Both stare at the Smurf couple. Grandpa can’t help but to chuckle.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grandpa: Well I tell you Papa Smurf, they sure do grow up fast.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: I don’t know Grandpa. I’m not sure whether as this was a good thing or a bad thing. We don’t seem to mind. In fact, I think it is very Smurfy that Smurfette has finally chosen someone to be with her after all this time. But my other little Smurfs seemed disappointed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grandpa: Give them time Papa. It will pass. Their little hearts can’t help it. She was the only female in the village they all lived with and got to know very well. Sometimes, one can’t help it but to fall in love.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: I must admit as shameful as it sounds, I too once fail victim to love. But it wasn’t real love. It was very depraved for me to ever think of going with my own daughter.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grandpa pats Papa Smurfs back.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grandpa: All that is in the past Papa. We’re not getting any younger. Instead of reminding us Smurfs about what we did, let’s plan a better example for today’s youth.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Papa Smurf: You’re absolutely right.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grandpa: Well, I’m going to head off to bed now. See you in the morning.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Grandpa walks to his house while Papa Smurf heads for his home as well. Meanwhile, Glovey, Smurfette, Gutsy, and Claire are still seen speaking together in a table outside the dining hall.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire: So everyone here thought you were the only girl in existence?!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Smurfette: I thought the same thing too.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">The fairy princess Spryte, flies over to where the Smurfs are and joins them.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Spryte: So this is the party that is coming along with me?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Glovey: Pretty much.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Spryte: The land of Hyrule is not too far, but it is hidden. I believe it is close to the Ottoman Empire. If we’re lucky, we may run into the real hero.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Gutsy: What’s this hero look like anyways?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Spryte: Well, he is very handsome and adventurous.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Gutsy: AHEM!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">Spryte: Right, well h <span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN">e wears a brown shirt, brown pants, brown boots, green tunic, and a green hat. He has the nicest brown hair and these dazzling brown eyes…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire: I don’t believe it…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN">Gutsy: I know. She’s insane.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN">Claire: What? No! The description! Why, doesn’t he remind you of Bairn?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN">Gutsy: Oy, that’s right. Well… I’ll be Smurfed… <span lang="EN" style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN">