A Hundred Smurfs Of Gray: A Narrator's Story/Part 3

At that moment, Smurfette had entered Tapper's Tavern. "Why, hello there, Narrator," she pleasantly greeted. "You looked like you smurfed a very busy day today."

"Oh, hello, Smurfette," Narrator said. "I'm sorry I wasn't here to watch over Baby Smurf today."

"You're forgiven, Narrator," Smurfette said. "I had Dreamy smurf the job while I was busy smurfing the community beds with Vanity. Anyway, you look like you haven't smurfed me in days. Is everything all right?"

"I'm fine, Smurfette, and lucky to have smurfed through my day in one piece," Narrator said. "It's just that my job smurfs me to all sorts of places, including being in other people's stories."

"Maybe you could smurf me into some of those stories, if Empath doesn't mind," Smurfette said.

"I only wish that I could, Smurfette, but you know that it isn't entirely in my power to smurf so," Narrator said.

"It's a good thing we can smurf those moments with Empath around, lassie," Duncan said. "Who needs an Imaginarium when you can have a front-row smurf of the action when Narrator smurfs a story?"

"Aye, it's been an interesting story so far about these grey Smurfs he has encountered, my dear Smurfette," Tapper said.

"Grey Smurfs?" Smurfette asked.

"They're Smurfs that look somewhat like us, Smurfette, except that they have grey clothes and red pupils in their eyes," Empath said. "The only thing about them is that they're not very friendly."

"Ooooh...do I want to hear more about them?" Smurfette said.

"Please continue with your story, Narrator," Papa Smurf said. "I would like to hear more about these grey Smurfs."

Narrator cleared his throat before he continued. "Anyway, Papa Smurf had invited these grey Smurfs to a party they were going to smurf the following night, but they refused to attend. Even so, the grey Smurfs were the center of every Smurf's conversation at the party, wondering what all of them were like besides just smurfing grey clothes and having red pupils in their eyes." - And as Narrator continued the story, the five Smurfs now saw that the Smurfs in the village had everything prepared at their party, but there was little else besides talking going on: there was no singing and dancing, and hardly any eating of the food Greedy had prepared. It was as if everybody was on edge with these grey Smurfs.

"Are these grey Smurfs dangerous, Papa Smurf?" Smurfette asked.

"They did hold some of our Smurfs captive, Smurfette, but I don't think they will smurf any harm to us," Papa Smurf answered. "They have only smurfed into our forest recently, and I think we should just let them smurf peacefully."

"I only hope you're right about them, Papa Smurf," Smurfette said.

"Papa Smurf, look!" Brainy said.

And as he and the other Smurfs watched, the grey Smurfs approached the village with the Great Leader escorting what appeared to be a black-haired Smurfette wearing a grey hat and dress.

"Ah, so you came," Papa Smurf greeted, arms wide open to extend his welcome. "I'm so glad that you changed your mind about smurfing."

"I'll change my mind when I want to," the Great Leader said, walking past Papa Smurf without reciprocating.

"And I see that you smurfed company with you," Papa Smurf said as the black-haired grey Smurfette approached. He extended his hand to greet the Smurfette, but then suddenly she just walked away as another grey Smurf took her hand.

"Well, she certainly doesn't seem very friendly to me," Smurfette said coldly.

"I'm sure that she'll smurf up to us in time, Smurfette," Papa Smurf said. He then went onto the stage to make an announcement. "My little Smurfs, we have guests. Please feel free to make them smurf right at home."

One of the grey Smurfs who looked like Greedy, with a chef's hat and napkin, went over to the table where all the cakes were being served. "Mmmmm...those cakes look really smurfy," he said, licking his lips.

Greedy came over to see the grey Greedy looking at the cakes. "You must be the village chef who likes smurfing what you cook," he said as he took a slice of the cake. "Help yourself, but make sure you leave some for the other Smurfs."

But as Greedy watched, Grey Greedy just devoured all the cakes on the table in a matter of seconds. Soon there wasn't anything left on the plates but crumbs.

"Great Smurf! You sure have a big appetite like me!" Greedy gasped, looking at the now empty plates.

"I'm still hungry," Grey Greedy growled, as his eyes now turned toward the slice of cake on Greedy's cake.

"Hey, what are you smurfing?" Greedy said fearfully as Grey Greedy took the slice out of Greedy's hand and devoured it in a single gulp.

"Not bad, but I can smurf better cakes than you," Grey Greedy said, licking his fingers.

"'Smurf better cakes'! Why, I'll show you..." Greedy growled, getting very mad.

Meanwhile, Grey Jokey was giving his doppelganger a present. "For me? Oh, that has got to be the smurfiest thing you Smurfs have given me," Jokey said as he took the present and opened it.

But instead of exploding, the present simply attacked him with a boxing glove that punched him right in the face. "Surprise!" Grey Jokey said, laughing.

"Oooh, that hurt," Jokey muttered as he felt his face. "That was not funny at all."

"Those Smurfs are a rude bunch, Papa Smurf," Smurfette said as she was observing all the grey Smurfs' actions. "If those Smurfs really think we would allow this, then they have another thing smurfing. It's time I give those Smurfs a piece of my mind."

She bravely stepped forward and addressed the crowd of grey Smurfs. "Who do you Smurfs think you are, smurfing the way that you do around here?" she asked. "Where is it that you were raised, huh? In fact, where is it that you smurfed from?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, Miss Bubble Head?" Grey Smurfette said behind her back.

Smurfette turned around to see Grey Smurfette act all innocent as if she hasn't said or done anything. "So that's what you smurf about me, isn't it?" Smurfette said in a suspicious manner.

"You don't need me to tell you," Grey Smurfette said. "It's just the simple truth about yourself that smurfs, doesn't it?"

This made Smurfette so angry that she flew at Grey Smurfette in a rage, and Papa Smurf saw that the two Smurfettes were fighting with each other, clawing at each other's hair and calling each other horrible names.

"Smurfettes! Smurfettes! Let's try to calm down around here!" Papa Smurf said, racing the separate the two of them from each other.

"This vixen started it, Papa Smurf!" Smurfette snarled.

"That bimbo smurfed at me first," Grey Smurfette growled.

"Well, this is where it ends, right here and now," Papa Smurf said. "We'll need to smurf a good night's sleep so that we can smurf at the dam the first thing tomorrow morning."

"You have a dam, Papa Smurf?" the Great Leader asked. "Where is it?"

"It's over by the river, Great Leader," Papa Smurf answered. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, just for curiosity sake...not that it needs to concern you," the Great Leader said.

"Keep that fake blond witch away from me," Grey Smurfette said.

"We'll be smurfing home soon, my dear," the Great Leader said in a partly consoling manner. "In fact, we might as well smurf home right now. There's nothing more for us to smurf here."

The grey Smurfs saw the Great Leader heading back into the forest and realized that it was their cue to also leave. Soon all the grey Smurfs had left, leaving the white Smurfs alone in their village.

"You shouldn't have intervened, Papa Smurf," Smurfette said as she walked off back to her home. "I could have smurfed that blue witch in her place."

"We should never have invited those Smurfs to come to our party at all," Greedy said. "They didn't even leave any food for us to smurf."

"And the jokes they smurfed were really nasty," Jokey said.

"It's just a sacrifice we have to make in order to have peace with them, my little Smurfs," Papa Smurf said. "I'm sure that if they extended the same courtesy to us, you would treat them the same way you would want them to treat you."

"Well, let's see who smurfs the best cakes out of all the Smurfs here in the forest," Greedy said.

"And who smurfs the better jokes around here," Jokey said.