Brenda's Boy Trouble/Part 2

Back in the Smurf Village, Duncan McSmurf was helping Tapper carry kegs of sarsaparilla ale from his distillery to his tavern. "Michty me, laddie, you sure have a loadful of kegs to carry of your finest ale," Duncan said.

"Well, I can't help it if you're the one who smurfs the most ale in the village, my friend," Tapper said. "At least I know that it will not smurf to waste around here."

"Anyway, while I would still rejoice at Gargamel no longer smurfing us anymore trouble from where he is now, it just smurfs me that another like him would smurf his place at trying to capture us," Duncan said.

"I know what you mean, Duncan," Tapper said. "But I can rest assured knowing that our good friend Empath is monitoring the village to make sure that the likes of this Severus will not smurf the upper hand on us."

"But what if he should capture Empath and make him smurf his evil will?" Duncan asked. "I'd hate to have to fight against my fellow Smurf in that day."

"We will deal with the situation in the event that it does happen, my friend," Tapper answered.

Then suddenly the Smurfs looked up and saw that a young girl on a broomstick was circling down toward the village square. Tapper and Duncan noticed who it was. "It's that young witch Brenda," Duncan said. "She's returned."

"And so have our friends from the forest with her," Tapper added. "I could only wonder what the purpose of her visit here is this time."

The Smurfs have gathered around the young girl after she landed. Empath approached with Polaris beside him. "Smurfette, who is this young girl who has entered our village?" he asked. "This smurf could sense that she is a friend."

"Empath, this is Brenda, the young witch," Smurfette answered. "She came here some years ago to learn how to smurf good with her abilities, when her teacher wanted her to smurf evil for a lesson in witchcraft."

"Salutations, Brenda," Empath greeted. "This smurf can sense that you are joyful about something that has happened to you today."

"Oh, that I am, Empath," Brenda said. "Oh, I met a wonderful boy today in the forest. He's so handsome and so refined."

"Oh, and he's the one who will take you to the Broomstick Ball," Smurfette added. "I couldn't be more pleased for you."

"Da, da, da, da!" Painter sang, sounding excited at the prospect. "After we finish with you, you will sweep him off his feet."

"I'll sweep him!" Brenda shouted, throwing out her arms, though in the process she caused her broom to fly out of her hand and start sweeping Clumsy away.

Painter chuckled at the sight. "That's not exactly what I had in mind, mademoiselle," Painter said.

"That is rather sudden for a young woman like her to have feelings of attraction toward a young man her age, Empath," Polaris said.

"You know, being attracted to somebody can happen suddenly, Polaris," Empath said. "That's what happened when this smurf first met Smurfette on my 150th birthday when this smurf came home."

"Still, this one would recommend caution for someone like her, for this one senses that she barely knows this young man that she is attracted to," Polaris said.

"Your recommedation is duly noted, Polaris," Empath said.

To be expanded on.