Army Of Grey/Part 3

 The trio walk over to the familiar Scottish trail and make a different turn to find and discover the hidden village of the Smurfs’ village from this region.

 Claire: Here we are lassies! Welcome to my home.

 Hefty and Tuffy are amazed as they gaze upon the village. Rather than having mushroom houses, these houses were composed of trees with doors. The Smurfs in this village included numerous amounts of both males and females. Gutsy looked intimidated as he noticed how they were all in the same shape as he was, maybe even bigger and bulkier.

 Claire: Let’s go lassies!

 Tuffy: Hey Hefty, look. They’re all wearing skirts.

 Hefty: That is kind of funny.

 The trio all appear to be walking across the Smurfs who stop and point and whisper to each other. Many of them begin to talk loud and run around to share the return of their amazon princess return. They go into the center of the village and wait for the grand Smurf of the village who was the Papa Smurf here. Among the crowd comes a bulky Smurf with blue face paint and a kilt, a gray mail, gray cuffs, and the traditional white Smurf hat and white Smurf pants. He makes a shocked face and runs to Claire.

Claire: Ahnold! It’s been a long time laddie!

Arnold: Claire!

The Smurf bows and grabs her hands.

Arnold: Yee left me dahmed with these dallying swines…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Eh? I dinnae what yee talking about…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: A loved ye Claire. But now ye returned to me. To us!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: What?!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty whistles and smirks as he rubs his shoulder to Claire.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Tuffy: Awkward.......

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Ah don’t have time for this mawn! Where is Papa Smurf?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty: Uhm Papa Smurf is way back in the village.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: No no. Papa Smurf from my village, Hendry Smurf. You’ll meet him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: Claire, I’m trying to express me self.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Stop it Ahnold! I’m married! I have a hus-band!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: Really now?! Suppose this Bas is ye husband eh?! Doesn’t seem like he’s ever worked a day in his life!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty: What are you Smurfing on about you dress wearing troll?!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Hefty, don’t bother blathering on with this brute. I thought yee were different mate.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty: I can take him! Let me at him! Let me at him!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Tuffy holds back Hefty as he tries to go after Arnold.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Everyone begins to cheer and shout to encourage both Smurfs to fight.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: Get ready to become haggis!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">A loud whistle is heard. Everyone stops cheering and they notice Gutsy Smurf standing with his arms crossed and disappointed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy: I am very disappointed with all of yee. We are nawt savages! Especially you Ahnold! And you! Eh… Hefty Smurf?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy turns to his side to see his sister and Tuffy, then back at Hefty and Arnold. He scratches his head puzzled.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Gutsy, we need help from the clan. Mah village is beng invaded by boggin eejits.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: Gutsy… Claire says she’s married.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy continues to rub his head with a puzzled look and he lets out only one phrase.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy: Ah Smurf…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty: Gutsy! We really need to see your Papa. We need to get back very quickly before it’s too late.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy: Everyone back to your duties! Well go on lassies! Ahnold, you come with me…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty: Wow… So you’re like in charge when your Papa Smurf isn’t around.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy: That’s right lassies.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Tuffy: I wish Brainy was more like this rather than his annoying self when he’s in charge.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy: What’s this story I hear about you being married, Claire?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Look brother… time went by and... well… there was this sweet Smurf. He’s not the brightest or the strongest. In fact he can be very clumsy at times… But I love him and he is the mate I chose!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: What about us lassie?! I thought we were something!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: We never were anything!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: To think my Amazon princess would return and be sweeped of by some bas…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy: That’s enough lad! Follow me through here. I believe I saw Papa out here…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Everyone stops when they hear a soothing sound of a bagpipe being played as the birds chirp in harmony. The elder Smurf notices he is being watched and he puts his bagpipe down and walks slowly with his stick.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hendry: Slainte! I see ye brought new friends, Gutsy. Oh, and I see our Amazoness has returned to us!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire runs over to hug Hendry.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Ahm Sorry Papa Smurf, but I did not return to stay. We really need help in my village. I was wondering if we could get all of yee to help us.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty: We’re being invaded and we’re outnumbered.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hendry: This is terrible indeed. Come! Let us speak more in my quarters.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Everyone is now seen standing in Hendry’s house, which is almost similar to Papa Smurf’s with the exception of the lab which is replaced with a small dojo.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: Papa, we need some strong Smurfsmen to come to our village and help us fight and free our fellow Smurfs.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hendry: I see…. Very well.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">The elder Smurf goes outside and hits on a large Gong to get the attention of his village.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hendry: Ho ye! Our Claire is in need of assistance in dealing with invaders in her new homeland. She needs to protect her family. Since she is family, her family becomes our family as well. And we all know what we must do when our kin is endangered.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">All the Smurfsmen pull out their swords up high and give a big battle cry.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hendry: We must now travel to Belgian and defeat the Grey Menace!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hendry throws his walking stick aside and walks to his quarters with Gutsy.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hendry: Gutsy! Bring me mah sword!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Every Scottish Smurf is seen going to the shore and getting numerous ships as they sail towards Belgium. Claire, Hefty, Tuffy, Arnold, and Gutsy are seen getting on Feathers.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: Listen Lassie, I wanted to apologize for mah rude behavior back there… I guess I was a bit jealous of you marrying Claire.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Hefty: I didn’t marry her! Clumsy did!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Gutsy: Say, where is he anyways?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: He got captured while trying to save me… I’m not going to let those Greys get away with this.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: I had no idea Claire… please forgive me…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Claire: It’s okay Ahnold. Right now, I need you to lend me your strength in battle.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Arnold: Aye…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Feathers leads the ships to Belgium in a steady pace. Back in Belgium, Glovey, Grandpa, and the fake Smurfette appear to be entering the Grey camp. It appears empty.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Why is it empty in here? Where is everyone, “Smurfette?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grey Queen: Uhm, the uh Grey Smurfs all retreated and uh… Now men!!!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">All the Greys jump out with their spears and swords to surround Grandpa and Glovey. Glovey draws out his sword as Grandpa gets behind him. Glovey recognizes the familiar Grey Smurf with glasses again.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Intelligence: You just can’t stay out of trouble can you? Hand over the stone old one!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: You will never get your hands on this stone!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Wait Grandpa… just let him have it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: Great Smurfs! Glovey, have you gone Smurfs?!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">The Greys take the empty box from Grandpa and then they tie up Glovey and Grandpa.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grey Queen: Looks like you losers were no match for the might of the Grey army!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Intelligence: And somebody please arrest miss big mouth as well…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">The Greys grab the fake Smurfette and tie her up as well.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grey Queen: What are you doing?!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Intelligence: You may have been made for the Fuhrer only, but you should know that women have no say in my commands, especially here in the Grey ranks. Take her with the rest of the trash. Have her wash dishes or something…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">The Grey leader walks away as the Greys take Glovey, Grandpa, and their so called queen back to the prison camps.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Well, you can always join us losers…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">The Smurfette says nothing as she frowns and makes tears come out of her eyes. The three are finally put back in the prison camp where they get greeted by the captured Smurfs again.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: Glovey, they never took your sword or the real stone.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: I know, but it won’t take long before they find out. Let’s go!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey uses his sword to beat the wooden fence until it breaks. All the captured Smurfs run out charging and pushing down every Grey they can until they escape. Glovey stops halfway then turns back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: Where are you going son?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: I have to find Smurfette!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey pulls the fake Smurfette quickly.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: And you’re going to help me…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grey Queen: Why should I help you Smurfs?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Fine. You can always go back to your Grey leaders. I’m sure they might have something for you to clean or to cook for them…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">The Smurfette gets angry then decides to go with Glovey.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grey Queen: Fine. Follow me. I know where they have your Smurfette.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">She leads Glovey through a long hall way. Both avoid the guards that kept walking in and out. Many were heard speaking about reporting to the spot where everyone had escaped.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Remember, no funny tricks. That would be Jokey’s department. Not yours.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">The Grey Queen finally leads Glovey to a locked door.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grey Queen: They’re behind this door.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey observes the door and he slices it open with his sword. He finds Smurfette and the Smurflings. He cuts them loose and then goes to free Smurfette.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Snappy: Glovey!... You did all this without any super powers…. Why aren’t you using your magic?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: I can’t. The skies are too smokey due to all the fires…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Smurfette: How did you find us?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: She helped me…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Smurfette and the Smurflings appear confused when they see the Smurfette who had helped Glovey rescue them.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Smurfette: What is going on here?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: It’s Nemesis. He’s trying to get the long life stone again. This time he has gone too far. When I find him, I’m going to make sure he pays. We have to get out of here though.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Everyone runs out and escapes the Greys’ village and returns back to the destroyed Smurf village to meet the Smurfs all together once more. Smurfette runs to Papa Smurf to hug him as she weeps.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Smurfette: Oh Papa Smurf! It was awful! They tried to do un-Smurfy things to me!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Papa Smurf: There, there Smurfette… I’m just glad to see all my little Smurfs safe and sound again.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Papa Smurf… The Greys are all gone from their village. They took the box containing the long life stone.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Papa Smurf: Great Smurfs! We need to stop them!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Wait…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey pulls out the long life stone from his pocket and shows it to Papa Smurf. Papa Smurf sighs in relief.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: With an army or not, we must still defend our own way of life from the Greys. I know they’re going to be back once they find out what they have is a decoy. We have something that they don’t have though.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Brainy steps in and decides to support Glovey for once.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Brainy: My hairy furry friend here is right. Fellow Smurfs, we have the true spirit of the Smurfs! We have each other! We have true friendship and love for one another! Is this what you were trying to tell us Glovey?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Actually… I was going to say we have Handy’s super cool invention to slice and dice them back to sleep. But I guess your words work too. Handy!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Handy: I’m on it!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey runs to follow Handy. Both uncover a sheet to reveal the fixed Clockwork Saw.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Awesome. Now if only we could get that flying Smurf running again.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: Those Grey Smurfs aren’t going to be too Smurfy when they find out we tricked them…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: We still have the long life stone. Why would Nemesis want this small rock anyways?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: It’s what controls how we Smurfs age. Its power lasts only 1000 years before it must be replenished again. Nemesis wishes to use this as a form of immortality for his own evil deeds.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Typical… Well that’s a scary thought actually. And here I thought being a Smurf would let me live forever. I mean if I took good care of myself.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: Heh heh heh. Well you might if we keep taking care of the stone and keeping it away from evil.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: To think… one stone controls the life force of every Smurf out there in the world.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Handy: Then we definitely can’t let those Greys win.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: We need to somehow get everyone’s spirits high up to give them a good reason to fight. We should all tell Papa Smurf before we begin rebuilding again. Shamone guys!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey, Handy, and Grandpa go outside and find Papa Smurf sweeping with some other Smurfs.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: Papa Smurf, the Greys are going to be coming back. They might attack us again and we need to be ready this time.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Grandpa: We need to find a way to get our spirits high to go and fight when they come.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Papa Smurf: Yes. You are absolutely right.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: They want to endanger us by taking the long life stone. No. Not just us… but every Smurf out there.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Many Smurfs begin to hear and drop their tools and gather around Papa Smurf and Glovey.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin">Glovey: We’re about to fight the biggest battle in all of our lives. <span style="color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe. Well I have believed in making myself a better life, which I have. I am not going to let some evil minds try and destroy everything I love and treasure. And I am most certain none of you will either. If I must fight to defend my right to be happy, then so be it!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Everyone begins to slowly clap until it gets louder and eventually there is cheering. Glovey picks up the Smurflings and he takes them to where both Baby Smurfs are.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey: I’m sorry children… But it’s for your own safety. Please watch each other’s backs.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey doesn’t give the Smurflings time to respond as he quickly shuts them in and follows all the other Smurfs who are seen getting ready to defend the village. Many flyers are seen flying all over the air with positive messages to support the Smurfs which ends up encouraging them to fight. Reporter Smurf appears running out as he posts the Smurfette ads all over the walls and posts of the village.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Reporter: Glovey Smurf! Just the story I could use for my scoop!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Reporter pops out his notepad and a pencil to take notes.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Reporter: Tell us how you plan on making your magical alter ego appear to help us?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey appears almost annoyed as he looks up and sees all the smoke covering the night sky.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey: If that smoke wasn’t there…unless…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey stops frowning and his eyes roll to his side. He notices from a distance Aviator and a few Smurfs running the AeroSmurf. He then begins to think as he scratches his hair. He quickly runs over to the plane as it begins to life off the ground. He holds on to the small wheels and climbs the top.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Aviator: Glovey?! What in the Sam Hill are you Smurfing?!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey: Just keep going! Fly to the top of that smoke!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Aviator: If you say so! Hang on!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">The plane flies very high until it reaches the top of the clouds where all the stars can be seen, including the moon. Glovey quickly lets go and he begins to fall. He looks around as he falls hoping to find his shooting star. He begins to worry when he doesn’t see his star and then looks down as he falls faster and faster.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey: Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea… or Smurfy idea…

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13pt;line-height:115%;color:rgb(24,24,24);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Glovey closes his eyes shut as he keeps falling until a bright light makes him open his eyes. He quickly spots his shooting star and he makes his wish, turning into the Enchanted Smurf. His hat and coat appear on him and begins to spin as he falls in the form of a blue tornado drilling straight to the ground. As he falls, he notices down Feathers flying. Behind Feathers, Glovey notices a massive army and recognizes their smell to be of Smurf.

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