The Other Smurfette/Part 4

Meanwhile, Empath was walking around the village with Polaris, observing all the activity that was going on while talking about what was on their minds.

"This smurf just can't help the feeling like there's something wrong with this Wonderette that we've allowed to stay in our village, Polaris," Empath said.

"But how can we prove that there is actually something wrong with her if we can't read into her mind, Empath?" Polaris asked.

"This smurf doesn't know," Empath answered. "But somewhere along the line, this Wonderette is going to do something that is going to harm our fellow Smurfs, and by then it may be too late."

"This one understands your frustration in not being able to prevent a potential disaster from happening, Empath," Polaris said. "But all the same, it may be time to surrender ourselves to the guidance of the Great Ancestors in what they may have us to do in this circumstance."

"This smurf doesn't have much faith in these Great Ancestors like you do, Polaris," Empath said. "They just seem as enigmatic as Tapper's God when it comes to guidance in situations that are beyond our control to handle."

"They may seem enigmatic, but this one sees that they have our best interests at heart, that they understand what kind of world we are living in," Polaris said. "If it is their will that we endure the hardship of not being in control of a situation, then they will give us the strength to help us endure it."

"Well, here's hoping for that strength and guidance," Empath said, realizing that he had nothing more to say about the issue.

They soon came across Painter who was working on a picture near his studio. "Come, mes amis, see the beautiful painting that I'm creating of Wonderette, capturing her in all her magnificence," he invited.

Empath and Polaris took a look at the painting together. "That picture looks similar to the one that Painter created previously of Smurfette, except that it has Wonderette's likeness on it," Polaris commented.

"It certainly is a beautiful picture, but this smurf wonders how Smurfette would feel about somebody taking her place as the subject of Painter's artwork," Empath said.

"Ah, you wonder about Smurfette," Painter said, as if he found mentioning her name rather distasteful. "Well, she will always smurf a special place in my studio, but the real muse for my future masteurpiesas will be the ever voluptous Wonderette."

"Oh, there you are, my fellow Smurfs," Poet said as he arrived on the scene with a scroll and a quill in his hand. "I've just completed my last epic poem." He cleared his throat before he began:

Oh, marvel of marvels is Wonderette, How I wonder of the beauty you get. Your satin locks are black as a raven, Your form has me smurfing for the love I'm craving. Those shapely legs, that supple chest, How well-adorned are you in that dress. There was another in female form as blue, But yours is the beauty that I will hold true.

"So what do you think of that, my friends?" Poet asked when he was finished with his recital.

Empath didn't know what to say. "Well, it was an interesting poem you have crafted, Poet. But you sounded like you totally disregarded Smurfette's beauty by comparing it to Wonderette's."

"Well, I didn't expect you to smurf so critical of my work!" Poet said, turning up his nose in displeasure at the comment. "I have just as much a right to express how I truly feel when it smurfs to my fellow Smurfs."

"You can express your feelings in words all you want, mon frere, but Wonderette will be smurfing her eyes only on me and my works," Painter said.

"That's what you think, Painter," Poet shot back. "Wonderette knows what kind of masterful crafter of words that I am, and you will see that I am the one she truly desires above all."

"You will be the last Smurf that will ever smurf a chance with the lady!" Painter shouted.

"And it will be over my smurfed body that you will smurf anywhere with her!" Poet shouted back.

Empath and Polaris watched as the two artistic Smurfs got into a fight with each other, and in the process Painter's picture got ruined, and so did Poet's poem.

"This one has a sense that Wonderette's presence among the Smurfs is going to instigate constant feuding among our fellow Smurfs over her affections, Empath," Polaris said.

Empath sighed. "This smurf only hopes that this feuding doesn't turn into something much worse than when the Smurfs were fighting over Smurfette in her early years here."

To be expanded on.