Days Of Future Smurfed/Part 2

"Was Great-Grandmother Smurf always like that around you, that all she wanted to see was you not wearing a shirt?" Polaris asked.

"Not all the time, Polaris, not all the time," Great-Grandfather Smurf answered. "There were times when she was more concerned for how I was than how I was looking. But you know a Smurfette's nature, that when her heart is drawn to looking at you in a particular way that makes her heart beat faster and her eyes become a bit wider, there's no other way that she would ever want to see you in."

"It's unfortunate that there's not any other Smurfs in this world besides us anymore...at least as far what I can detect in the country we live in," Polaris said. "We should move away to this other world across the seas called the Americas. Maybe there we might find other Smurfs like us who are trying to live in this modern world."

"If there were any other Smurfs left living in different parts of the world, they would be telling us where they are by now, Polaris," Great-Grandfather Smurf said. "Besides, what's left of this forest has been my home, and I'd be smurfed if I have to leave it behind along with everything else that makes me a Smurf. And on top of all that, I'm not as healthy as I used to be to make such long journeys."

"I just don't see the point in staying here if this is all that we have left of our home, Great-Grandfather," Polaris said. "I don't want to leave you, but if this is going to be your final day alive, then I need to know where my future lies from this point on."

"You'll discover your purpose, Polaris, if you will entertain your ears to listening to the rest of my story of that day when I had seen the entire future," Great-Grandfather Smurf said.

"I'm sorry if I just seem eager for us to have a life that isn't just confined to living in a forest that wasn't like it used to be when you were a young Smurf, Great-Grandfather," Polaris said.

"There's nothing you need to apologize for, Polaris, for if anyone needs to apologize for anything, it's me for having you go through a life that you don't deserve to live," Great-Grandfather Smurf said. "Anyway, back to the story." - As Polaris continued to listen to Great-Grandfather Smurf telling his story, he saw Empath sitting at the breakfast table with Smurfette, now wearing a shirt and trying to tell her everything he could remember seeing of the day he mentioned.

"You were wearing this beautiful white dress with blue trimmings and a flowing train, and you arrived at the wedding riding a pumpkin that was made into a carriage with Brainy as your escort, and your friends Handy, Hefty, and Duncan were with you escorting these females called pixies to the altar as your bridesmaids," Empath said. "Harmony played the most beautiful wedding song that he ever composed, and we danced together and sang the song of our vows of love for each other, and afterward we kissed while all our friends cheered."

"Oh, if only I could smurf the wedding for myself, Empath, the way that you have smurfed it," Smurfette said, finding her heart being captivated by all the details that were revealed. "I can't believe that this is going to actually be us ten years down the smurf when you finally propose to me."

"But this smurf isn't sure that it's actually going to be us ten years from now, Smurfette," Empath said. "All what this smurf saw could potentially be us, but we have no idea what's going to happen between now and ten years later, where our relationship is going to be and whether this smurf will actually ask you that important question."

"But why couldn't it actually be us, Empath?" Smurfette asked. "What could ever stop us from being smurfed together for all time if this is what you smurfed in our future? Is there anything before then that you remember smurfing?"

"For some reason, what this smurf remembers seeing only starts at the day of our wedding, Smurfette," Empath said. "That leaves whatever took place between now and then as a big mystery. In any case, this smurf will not rule out the possibility that this could be an unalterable event that will eventually come to pass as we..."

Suddenly Smurfette noticed that Empath just stopped talking as he just stared into the distance. "What is it, Empath?" Smurfette asked. "What else are you smurfing right now?"

"It's...a baby being born, Smurfette," Empath answered, as he heard Smurfette's voice calling to him. "That baby...it has blond hair and a star mark on her forehead. That child is ours! We both have become parents of a daughter!"

"I'm the mother of a daughter...with you?!?" Smurfette exclaimed.

"She's so beautiful, Smurfette, just like you," Empath said. "She's who I imagined you would look like if you were ever a baby Smurf. I can feel the child being cradled in my arms, as she looks up to me and smiles. Papa Smurf is looking at me, you, and the child being together and he is also smiling."

"Don't you see, Empath?" Smurfette asked. "This isn't just a possible future for us...this is a definite future! I can't believe that we're going to be parents right after our marriage together!"

"All right, what are the two of you smurfing on about at the breakfast table?" Brainy asked as he sat down with Empath and Smurfette.

"Oh, nothing that really concerns you, Brainy," Smurfette said. "It's just Empath revealing the future that he has smurfed together with me."

"You have smurfed the future, Empath?" Brainy asked, sounding curious. "Tell me, what have you smurfed of my future if I was any part of it? Do I become a really famous book writer? Do I become the next leader of the Smurf Village? Do I become a powerful sorcerer after Papa Smurf is gone? Please, you've got to tell me!"

"You do become a great book writer and a powerful sorcerer, Brainy," Empath said. "It's just that I can only remember bits and pieces of everything that this smurf has seen in that future. There's just so much in that thousand-year span that this smurf needs to find a way to record all the details so that it doesn't get lost."

"I could help you smurf everything down in a book, Empath," Brainy said. "But truthfully, I'm not sure that even the entire village could hold all the books that you could smurf about your visions of the future. There isn't even enough room for all the editions of Quotations Of Brainy Smurf that I could ever hope to write if indeed my book series becomes popular enough in the future."

"Your books being popular in the future?" Smurfette jested. "Well, I would surely love to smurf the day when every Smurf is asking you for a copy to read."

"What I have written so far is only the beginning of a vast intellectual mine that is just waiting to be smurfed into and extracted of all its precious minerals in the smurf of time, my dear Smurfette," Brainy said. "Empath should know if he's seen what my life would become in the years to smurf."

Empath chuckled. "This smurf is certain that time will reveal the truth of that statement, Brainy. But in the meantime, this smurf needs to find some other way to record all these visions of the future if printing them in books will not be enough."

"Maybe Handy would know how to smurf what you're thinking of smurfing, Empath," Smurfette suggested.

"Perhaps he would know of a way that this smurf hasn't thought of yet, Smurfette," Empath said. "It wouldn't hurt to pay a visit to him after breakfast and see if there's anything that he has created or could create that would serve the purpose of recording such a vast amount of information."

"But Empath, what else could you smurf about my future?" Brainy asked.

"Please, Brainy, don't bother Empath with so many questions about your future," Smurfette said. "It's hard enough for him to remember everything he has smurfed as it is."

"This smurf apologizes, Brainy, but this smurf cannot reveal whatever it is that this smurf cannot distinctly remember," Empath said.