Painter's Class (The Devereaux Story)/Chapter 1

It was a hot day in the Smurf Village. Eska was dragging her hands on the floor as she tried to walk to the nearest sitting spot. She groaned because of the sun and because of the boredom she feels.

"I'm bored," She emitted, "So-o-o-o bored."

While she laid on the ground in self-boredom, her friend, Britze came along, sat on the big rock next to Eska, and sighed.

"Hey, Britze," Eska greeted, still lying down, "Are you bored too?"

"Yea," Britze responded, "There doesn't seem to be anything here we can do. The heat is just not worth it."

"Bruh, I know," Eska got up and sat next to her, "I mean, look at all the other Smurfs who are doing things." She pointed to the Smurfs near her, "Handy's working on yet another project, Brainy's probably bothering someone with his knowledge, and there's Smurfette impressing EVERYONE she knows!"

"Breathe, Eska," Britze tried to calm her down.

Eska took a deep breathe, then groaned, "I can't. Too hot." She fanned herself with her orange tanktop and laid on the back of the rock.

"Sacre bleu!" A French voice cried. It was Painter, who was running towards them in a frantic, "It's such a glorious day! What are you two madmoiselles doing?"

"We're being bored," Eska told him.

"It's so hot out, Eska and I are in sleeveless shirts," Britze fanned herself with her hand.

"How are you not hot, Painter?" Eska motioned to his attire, "You're wearing a long-sleeved smock for crying out loud!"

"Well," Painter began, "I do paint a lot. I wear zis to keep myself dry. I do paint a lot you know!"

"Wait a minute," Britze sat up with an idea, "Um...Painter, you're pretty much the greatest painter in the village."

"Oh, well merci beaucoup, Britze!" Painter bowed, "I do happen to have talent!"

"So, what does this have to do with us again?" Eska asked Britze.

"Maybe he can teach us his ways?" Britze suggested, "Maybe a...uh..."

"A painting class! Fantastique!" Painter finished for her, "I can host a class right in Smurf Village! Oh, merci, filles, merci!"

He blew a kiss at them, then went his own way to publicize his class.

Britze gripped her chest, "I think I'm gonna faint."

Eska smiled, "But, at least we found something to do!"

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