Little Sister Smurf Lost/Part 2

Meanwhile, Empath was in Greedy’s kitchen, trying out something new that Greedy had invented with the help of Handy’s new cereal-making machine. Greedy handed Empath a bowl full of round pink and blue nuggets, which made Empath curious as to what this is supposed to be.

“What exactly is this kind of cereal, Greedy?” Empath asked.

“It’s a cereal that’s supposed to not only look like little smurfberries, but also taste like them,” Greedy answered. “That’s because these were smurfed with the flavor of actual smurfberries in them. Try one and smurf how they taste.” Empath decided to do just that. He took a single nugget of cereal out of the bowl and put it in his mouth. His eyes grew wide as he noticed the taste of the nugget. “It’s rather sweet, but it does taste like a smurfberry…only a bit crunchy,” he commented.

“Here, Empath, smurf this with a bit of milk,” Greedy suggested, pouring a bit of milk into the cereal bowl and handing Empath a spoon.

Empath scooped up a spoon full of the nuggets with some milk and put it into his mouth. He now noticed that the sweetness of the cereal had increased with the milk added to it, but the nuggets still stayed crunchy. He couldn’t help but take another spoonful of the cereal. Greedy watched with delight as Empath ate several more spoonfuls, enjoying every single taste.

“This cereal is truly delicious, Greedy,” Empath remarked, finishing his seventh spoonful. “What exactly do you call this kind of cereal, anyway?”

“Gee, I was just wondering about that mysmurf,” Greedy pondered. “I was thinking of smurfing with something like Smurfberry Crispies or Smurfberry Crunchies. What do you think about either of those names?”

Empath thought about that for a moment. “This smurf would have to go with Smurfberry Crunchies, simply because of how it tastes. Do you have anymore of this kind of cereal in your kitchen?”

“Just a single jar full of it, Empath,” Greedy answered. “But if it’s really that good, then I would smurftainly want to smurf more of this so that every Smurf in the village gets to smurf this new kind of cereal. It would smurfly be a break from having to smurf those bland kind of cereals like the corn flakes and the toasted O’s. Painter and Printer said that they would smurf the boxes for this cereal, so now that I have the name to smurf with the cereal, I can have them smurf its name right on the box. Just think of it – ‘Greedy’s Smurfberry Crunchies: a super smurfy breakfast cereal.’”

Empath laughed at that. “Greedy, you sound like somebody doing one of those advertisements on a window-vision program. It’s too bad those window-visions don’t function anymore, or else you could have had a format through which you could have showed the whole village the greatness of your new cereal invention.”

“Yeah, well, I do miss those things as well,” Greedy said, laughing with Empath at the thought. “But can you imagine the kind of adsmurftisment that would smurf with this product? I’m already smurfing of having Smurfette, Painter, Brainy, Vanity, Grouchy, Clumsy, and even Papa Smurf be part of the window-vision ad, and we can have the Village Smurphony Orchestra do the music for it. I bet even the Smurflings can’t resist waking up in the mornings to smurf this on their breakfast table, with or without the ad.”

“This smurf only hopes that this cereal won’t give them more energy than they already have to get them through the day,” Empath humored as he devoured another spoonful of the cereal. It was then that Empath noticed a piece of paper sailing into the kitchen through an open window, landing on the floor in front of them.

“Now where do you suppose that smurfed from?” Greedy wondered.

Empath picked up the piece of paper and noticed that it had crayon markings on it. “It looks like it’s one of Sassette’s drawings, Greedy,” Empath answered as he examined the style of the artwork. “It’s the crude form of a female figure, all colored in purple, with a rather hideous face and sparkly stars coming from her hands, possibly indicating that she is a sorceress or something. And there’s a name above the picture: AVENGELICA.” Empath suddenly flinched as he continued to examine the picture. “This smurf senses that Sassette must have had a disturbing nightmare that she couldn’t tell anybody else about, so she had to put what she saw in this nightmare on this paper.”

“Poor Sassette,” Greedy sighed heavily. “No wonder she’s been besmurfing so strangely all of a sudden, Empath, as if she truly hates our guts for us being male Smurfs and all. I thought my making sure she smurfs everything on her plate before she smurfs her dessert might be the cause of her smurfing that way even towards me.”

“There’s something going on with Sassette beyond her recent behaviors that this smurf needs to talk to Papa Smurf about, and what’s on this piece of paper looks like a clue as to what’s happening,” Empath reasoned. He handed the bowl of cereal to Greedy as he headed out of the kitchen toward Papa Smurf’s laboratory. “By the way, Greedy, thanks for letting this smurf try out your new cereal invention. This smurf agrees that the whole village will find it just as enjoyable as this smurf did eating it.”

To be expanded on.