Polaris' Smurfy New Life/Part 4

Empath slept beside Polaris in the bed next to his in the infirmary all that night, sleeping very soundly. He woke up the next morning, feeling a bit refreshed and eager to find his friend also awake and reinvigorated from the Long Life Elixir when he noticed something strange that happened to Polaris.

Empath tapped Polaris on the shoulder, from which he also awakened. "Salutations, fellow Empath," he greeted, sounding a bit stronger than he was the day before. "This one has a feeling that Long Life Elixir has worked in restoring this one's health and life."

"This smurf senses that it has worked, Polaris," Empath said. "But there's something that has happened to you that this smurf did not expect to happen."

Polaris took a look at his hands and noticed something about them. "Empath, why is the skin on this one's hands the same shade of blue as yours?" he asked.

Empath did not know how to answer that question. "Maybe we should bring you to a mirror so you can see for yourself what has happened to you," he suggested.

Empath helped Polaris get out of bed and took him over to a nearby mirror, where Polaris saw for himself that it wasn't just his hands that turned blue...it was his entire body that has also turned blue, leaving just his yellow star mark on his forehead intact. His blond hair from his head was now also gone, replaced by a completely bald head.

"Great Ancestors!" Polaris exclaimed, his face registering complete shock. "You mean to tell this one...that this one...is now a Smurf?"

"You are not completely a Smurf, Polaris," Empath replied. "Feel around your posterior and see if there's anything there that shouldn't be."

Polaris felt around his behind. "There's nothing there, Empath, just this one's posterior," he said.

"Then fortunately you haven't grown a tail like a Smurf," Empath said. "Apparently the Long Life Elixir when applied to you has caused an unexpected side effect that made you appear like a Smurf."

"But how long is this side effect going to last, Empath?" Polaris asked, sounding a bit worried.

"This smurf honestly doesn't know, Polaris, for it is the first time that we even tried the Long Life Elixir on you," Empath answered. "For all we know, this could end up being a permanent condition that you will have to live with for the rest of your life."

Polaris stood there looking at himself in the mirror in complete silence for about a minute or so, trying to comprehend the idea about the side effect being a lasting effect. He didn't know how to feel about what this could mean for him.

"This smurf honestly apologizes, Polaris," Empath said, trying to break the silence with some words of comfort. "This smurf just wasn't expecting for this to happen."

Just then, Papa Smurf had entered the infirmary to check in on Polaris when he also noticed what had happened to him. "Great Smurfs of Fire, Polaris, what has happened to you?" he asked, sounding rather surprised.

"It is a side effect of the Long Life Elixir when it was applied to this one, Papa Smurf," Polaris answered. "Somehow it has changed this one's appearance to resemble that of a Smurf, except that this one hasn't grown a tail in the process."

"Oh, so that explains it," Papa Smurf said. "How are you feeling this morning?"

"Other than experiencing the feeling of being in shock over the change in this one's appearance, this one feels that this one is now functioning at normal capacity, Papa Smurf," Polaris answered.

"Well, maybe we should examine you first and foremost so that we know that you are smurf and healthy today, Polaris," Papa Smurf suggested.

"It's all right, Polaris," Empath said, trying to sound reassuring. "Papa Smurf isn't going to do anything to harm you while he does the examination."

"This one admits to starting to feel a bit too warm with this shirt on," Polaris said as he took off his shirt and sat back on the bed to allow Papa Smurf to physically examine him, enduring the touch of the village leader's hands on his body as he went through the examination procedures.

After a while, Papa Smurf was finished. "As far as I can smurf, Polaris, you seem to be in perfect health for a Psyche...or whatever you might be now. I don't see any need to keep you smurfed in here, but I will have my little Smurfs watch over you from time to time to make sure you don't smurf down with something worse while you're resmurferating."

Polaris nodded. "This one acknowledges and understands, Papa Smurf."

"You might need a change of clothes to something that will make you look less conspicuous to the other Smurfs," Empath suggested. - And so Empath took Polaris over to Tailor's shop, where Tailor looked at Polaris in his current appearance and made some measurements. "While you are waiting for your new pants, Polaris, may I suggest you smurf through my collection of hats, that you may find something that smurfs you very well?" he said before going off to another part of his shop where he could assemble Polaris' new pair of pants in private.

"This one does not understand the point of selecting a hat from Tailor's collection if they all look the same, Empath," Polaris said as he looked through the collection and noticed it for himself how they all appeared.

"This smurf doesn't fully understand how the Smurfs could see each white hat as being distinct from one another if they all appear to be the same either, Polaris, but that's just how most of the Smurfs behave around here," Empath said. "It's the same thing with Smurfette when she goes through her dresses and tries to pick which one she would wear, even though all her dresses are pretty much the same type of dress."

"So somehow the Smurfs are able to see distinctions in things like clothing that otherwise appear to be the same to everyone else," Polaris surmised. "It is a rather odd behavior pattern that this one wouldn't expect to be present among your people, Empath."

"But it sure makes living among them rather interesting, Polaris," Empath said as he looked through the collection of hats and then picked one that he thought would look good on Polaris. "Here, try this on and see how it looks on you."

Polaris put on the hat and then examined his appearance in the mirror while wearing it. "It is surprising that this one somehow bears an uncanny resemblance to you while wearing the hat, Empath," Polaris commented.

Empath looked at himself with Polaris in the mirror and smiled. "You can say that we almost look like twins together, Polaris," Empath said. - Sometime afterward, Polaris stepped out of Tailor's shop now wearing just a white hat and pants, looking pretty much like a regular Smurf. "This one feels rather underdressed in these clothes, Empath," Polaris said, feeling like he would rather not be seen in public as he now appeared.

"Nobody's going to make fun of you for how you appear, Polaris, trust this smurf," Empath said, trying to sound encouraging.

Smurfette soon appeared, carrying Baby Smurf with her. "Hello there, Empath," she greeted until she got a look at Polaris standing next to him, and then added, "My smurfness, did you just suddenly smurf a duplicate of yourself?"

"Smurfette, this is Polaris Psyche who is just recovering from the effects of the degeneration with the Long Life Elixir," Empath explained. In a lower voice, he added, "It has a side effect of...making him look like a Smurf."

"Really?" Smurfette said, casting her eyes at Polaris. "Well, it certainly makes him smurf just as smurfy as you do, Empath."

"Empath's twin," Baby Smurf said.

"Yes, well, it is uncertain how long this side effect will last, Smurfette," Polaris said, sounding a bit uneasy about Smurfette staring at him like he was an object of desire. "This one's condition will be monitored to make sure that the reviving properties of the Long Life Elixir will be long-lasting."

Smurfette smiled. "At least you're still alive for the time smurfing, so I'll smurf you alone unless there's something that I might need you to smurf for me, if you're still interested in watching over Baby Smurf. Enjoy the rest of your day, Polaris."

"Bye, Polaris," Baby Smurf said, waving as Smurfette walked away with him.

Empath gave Polaris a sly kind of half-smile, as if he was either approving of how Smurfette was interacting with Polaris in his current condition or just a little jealous of the attention his friend was now getting from her. Polaris just stared at him as if thinking that was the last thing he wanted Empath to think that he was thinking.

"We might as well see if we can get anything from Greedy's kitchen that will satisfy our appetites now that we have skipped past breakfast," Empath suggested.

"This one shares the same sentiment, Empath," Polaris said. "This one is starting to feel rather hungry."

To be expanded on.