Smurfette's Genie/Part 2

Smurfette and Sassette walked off into the forest together, with Smurfette feeling as if her whole day was ruined by Brainy's insensitivity. She wished she could do something to get Brainy to stop acting like the world has to listen to him all the time and instead get him to listen to her for a change.

"That Brainy Smurf is just so rude, Smurfette," Sassette finally after a long silence.

"I know he is, Sassette," Smurfette said. "I really wish I can straighten him out once and for all, but that just smurfs to be impossible."

"Maybe if you had a genie like Gourdy, you might just smurf your wish to come true," Sassette said.

"But where am I going to find a genie of my own?" Smurfette asked.

"I don't know," Sassette answered. "It's not like we're going to smurf across a gourd in the ground like we did when me and Farmer had..."

Then suddenly Sassette fell as she tripped over something. "Sassette, are you all right?" Smurfette asked.

"I'm fine, Smurfette," Sassette said when she picked herself up from the ground. "But what did I just smurf over?"

Smurfette looked near the spot where Sassette was standing and saw the object in question. "It looks just like a perfume bottle, Sassette," Smurfette said.

"Oooh, a perfume bottle!" Sassette said, sounding excited. "Can we open it to see what it smurfs like, if it still has perfume in it?"

Smurfette examined the bottle and read its label. "Perfuma Performa. Never heard of that kind of perfume before. Maybe we should take it back to the village and have Papa Smurf examine it."

"Oh, come on, please, Smurfette," Sassette begged. "I want to see just what is inside the perfume bottle."

Smurfette sighed. "Okay, maybe we should just open it to see what it smurfs like." She pulled the top off the bottle and a pink mist came swirling out of the mouth of the bottle. "Mmmm, that perfume just smells so smurfy."

"Yeah, and it's so strong," Sassette added as she took a sniff.

Then suddenly a small female figure with pink hair and Arabian-style clothes had appeared from within the pink mist. "Oh, hurray! I'm finally free!" she shouted in excited jubilation. "Thank you, kind mistress, for opening my bottle. I feel like I've been cooped up in there for ages."

"Excuse me, but who are you?" Smurfette asked, sounding curious.

"I'm Ghinelle, the girl genie, and that perfume bottle happens to be my home," the female explained. "I can grant you all sorts of wishes, any number of wishes that you want, but I must warn you, my magic can have unpredictable side effects, so be careful what you ask for."

"You're a genie?" Sassette said, sounding amazed. "Giggling giraffes, I've never heard of a girl genie before."

"You haven't?" Ghinelle said. "Well, now you have met one, and since this lovely lady has freed me from my bottle, she gets to have whatever she wishes for, all by my saying the magic words on the bottle itself."

"Perfuma performa?" Smurfette asked, as she reread the bottle's label again.

"That's it, sweetie," Ghinelle said. "So what is it that you wish for? Name your greatest heart's desire, and I will fulfill it, or at least I will try to anyway."

"Well, I'm not sure what I would start to ask for, Ghinelle," Smurfette replied. "You see, I am only one female adult Smurf in a village full of 100 male adult Smurfs."

"Oooh, you're a lucky girl!" Ghinelle said. "That means you have a lot of eligible young bachelors to choose from as your future bridegroom."

"Yeah, but there's only one that Smurfette really likes among them, and his name is Empath, Ghinelle," Sassette said.

"Empath?" Ghinelle said. "I'd like to meet him. He must really be special to you, mistress."

"But most of the other Smurfs just aren't interested in me the way Empath is, Ghinelle," Smurfette said. "All I'm after is wanting to be respected for who I am and not just what I am, and I don't smurf that from most of my fellow Smurfs."

"So it's respect that you want," Ghinelle said. "I'm sure that I can fix that with a simple wave of my hands. You'll be having every Smurf in the village eating out of your hand when I'm finished."

"Wow, like literally every Smurf eating out of Smurfette's hand?" Sassette asked, sounding amazed. "Like even Pappy Smurf?"

"Let's smurf with something small to begin with," Smurfette said. "I've asked Handy if he could smurf over and renovate my place to make it smurf more up to date, but I'm wondering if you could smurf a much better job than he could."

"So you want your home to be a palace?" Ghinelle said. "No problem. With just a wave of my hands, it's done." She waved her hands and said, "Perfuma performa!", and a pink mist emanated from her hands.

"Dancing daffodils, you even make a perfume scent when you smurf your magic, Ghinelle," Sassette said.

"That's what you get when you have me as a genie, kiddo," Ghinelle said. "So are you going to show me to your friends and see what they think of me, mistress?"

"Personally, I would rather keep you as our little secret until I think the other Smurfs are ready to know about you, Ghinelle," Smurfette said. "So right now I wish you to return to your bottle."

Ghinelle sighed. "Well, okay, mistress, but remember, I'll be there for you if you ever need me. Perfuma performa!" She waved her hands again and then suddenly disappeared from sight.

"She's certainly a strange-smurfing genie, but at least she's ours, Smurfette," Sassette said.

"Let's return to the village, Sassette," Smurfette said. "If we need to talk to Ghinelle again, we at least smurf her in this perfume bottle." She closed the bottle back up and headed back to the village.

To be expaned on.