Smurfette In Charge: A Narrator's Story/Part 1

It was a quiet evening at Tapper's Tavern, where the Smurfs were enjoying themselves with glasses of sarsaparilla ale and playing games with each other while talking about the day they lived through as well as whatever was on their minds. Tapper was with a few Smurfs at the counter talking about something that was important.

"So what do you think of the story Narrator had told about Smurfette being smurfnapped by Gargamel and these Naughties he has created?" Chatty asked.

"Personally, my fellow Chatty, I find it interesting how Narrator is able to smurf into these other stories and back into our own without much of anybody really noticing," Tapper said.

"That's the problem with Narrator...he never smurfs put in any one particular story," Brainy said. "My theory is that he actually originated from one of those other stories and was smurfed here for the sake of us having some Smurf in the village that we can know offhand is actually a member of our village."

"So you really think there was no Narrator Smurf that actually exists among us, that this so-called creator of our stories has smurfed him from some other creator's stories?" Chatty said.

"It's just a theory that I have, Chatty, not that I'm saying that it's the truth, because we'll never know whether it is true that Narrator is a true Smurf that exists among us or not," Brainy said.

"I'm not sure that I would believe in this theory of yours, my fellow Brainy, but I still find Narrator's stories entertaining at the very least," Tapper said. "I myself would surely like to visit these places like New York City or even Paris to see for myself what they are really like as far as human villages."

"Well, don't think that I will ever be smurfing up a music band called the Brainiacs, because I think that the music is too much like the Smurflings' music, too wild and uncivilized," Brainy said.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that, Brainy," Chatty said. "You might wake up one morning with a guitar in your smurfs and having a desire to play that kind of music."

"Right, over my dead smurfs am I going to let this creator of our stories smurf his way with me," Brainy said with his arms folded and his nose in the air.

Just then, Empath and Smurfette had joined the three Smurfs at the counter. "Greetings, my fellow Empath and dear Smurfette," Tapper said. "So how goes your day in the village this fine evening?"

"This smurf was just showing Smurfette all the tasks that are involved in being the assistant counselor of the village, Tapper," Empath said.

"I was thinking of possibly smurfing myself as a volunteer assistant leader of the village for whenever Papa Smurf is away visiting Homnibus or something," Smurfette said.

"A Smurfette being the leader of the Smurf Village? But that's just impossible!" Brainy said.

"Impossible? What's so impossible about Smurfette being the leader of the Smurf Village, Brainy?" Chatty asked.

"I mean, look at her...who's going to listen to Smurfette smurfing orders to any of her fellow Smurfs and follow them like they would if it were smurfing from Papa Smurf or any of us?" Brainy said.

"You're assuming that Smurfette wouldn't make a great leader of the Smurf Village just because she's a female Smurf, my dear Brainy," Tapper said.

"Honestly, would you let Smurfette run things in the village if she was left in charge by Papa Smurf, Tapper?" Brainy asked.

"The only thing I would do, Brainy, is at least give Smurfette the benefit of a doubt and let her smurf a try, because who knows how effective she may be with her own unique talents," Tapper said.

"Well, forgive me if I don't smurf the same level of confidence that you have with Smurfette, because traditional wisdom seems to dictate that only a male Smurf is able to run a village very effectively, and that a female's role is to follow his orders and to smurf care of things that are suitable only for a female Smurf," Brainy said.

"'Suitable only for a female Smurf', huh?" Smurfette said with some anger in her voice. "Are you trying to weasel your way out of smurfing things like taking care of Baby Smurf?"

"Oh, come on, Smurfette, this isn't me trying to 'weasel my way out' of anything...it's just simply a delegation of authority," Brainy said. "Why would a Smurfette need to bother herself with things that concern the proper function and the survival of the whole village? It would be too much for your mind to handle on a daily basis."

"This smurf thinks that Smurfette can handle taking care of the village whenever Papa Smurf or even this smurf is away on important missions or visits, Brainy," Empath said. "The only thing that she needs is a chance to prove herself."

"And you're actually going to ask Papa Smurf if he's going to let her become an assistant leader, Empath?" Brainy said. "Well, good luck with him actually smurfing her a definite yes to that plan."

"Oooh, just you wait until I become an assistant leader, Brainy Smurf," Smurfette said, feeling herself ready to throw Brainy out of the village.

At that point, Narrator had arrived at the tavern. "Good evening, my fellow Smurfs," he said. "What are you smurfing about at the counter tonight?"

"Oh, we were just discussing Smurfette's interest in becoming the assistant leader of the Smurf Village, my fellow Narrator," Tapper said, as he poured his fellow Smurf a cup of hot smurfberry tea.

"That's an interesting coincidence, Tapper, because I have just come from smurfing in a story where Smurfette did become the assistant leader, and boy, that was some experience," Narrator said as he received his tea.

"I did become an assistant leader, Narrator?" Smurfette asked, sounding curious. "Oh, please, you've got to tell me the whole story."

"This smurf is also interested in knowing how it came about that the Smurfette in your story became an assistant leader, Narrator," Empath said.

"Well, let me get settled down first and I will explain the whole story," Narrator said as he sat down at the counter and drank a bit of his tea. "You see, it all started when Smurfette was at her house smurfing with her garden..."

To be expanded on.