Dreamy's Lost Village (Hero Stories)/Part 3

Inside Gargamel's dark, ruined hovel, the wizard and his cat awaited Monty's return. Monty misjudged the opening and hit the windowsill with a tremendous crash before finding his way inside. Opening his talons, he dropped the burlap sack on a long worktable.

"Monty, my regal raptor, you've done it! You caught a Smurf?!" He leaned into the bird, lops pursed. "Give me a kiss!"

"Meow," Azrael groaned, rolling his eyes. It was disgusting. Gargamel picked up the sack and paraded it across the room.

"Finally, you bring me what I've been asking for. A tiny, blue-skinned, shirtless..." He shoved the contents of the bag into a cage, only to realize the prisoner was Smurfette.

"YOU!" Gargamel shouted menacingly at her.

Azrael hissed fiercely at her!

"Let me outta here you... you Smurf-obsessed wannabe wizard!" Smurfette replied adamantly, she hid the strange pieces of clothing that she'd found behind her back.

"Is that any way to treat the man who brought you into this world? I'd prefer it if you just called me Papa!" Gargamel said, his voice boomed, putting his face close to the cage.

"I would never call you that!" Smurfette protested. In her mind, Papa Smurf was her true Papa and Gargamel was nothing to her.

"Your loss!" Gargamel said, as he moved away. Then, turning to Monty, he said. "Nice catch, Monty! Unfortunately, this vile creature isn't even a real Smurf."

to be expanded later.