The Rise And Fall Of Smurfy Tower/Part 4

Sometime later in the day, Smurfette in her smurfominium was watching steam coming out of her radiator, feeling herself getting sweaty and her hair becoming damp from the moisture in the air.

"Oh dear," Smurfette moaned. "First it's freezing cold in here and now it's boiling hot." She then looked at her potted plants and saw that they have wilted from the excessive heat. "Oh, my beautiful flowers!" she exclaimed. "I'd better open a window."

She quickly went to the window and pulled the handle to try opening it, but it somehow wouldn't budge. "Oh no, it's stuck!" She pulled as hard as she could, and the handle suddenly broke off, causing her to be catapulted from the window onto the seat of her skirt.

Smurfette heard a knock on her door. "Yes, who is it?" she called out.

"Uh, it's me, Clumsy," the voice on the other side of the door replied. "Mind if I come in for a bit?"

She opened the door to let Clumsy enter. "Is there something I can smurf for you, Clumsy?" she asked.

"I was just waiting for Brainy to show up, but since he's still busy smurfing his things ready to be moved in, I was just wondering if you know where my bed is, because I can't seem to find it," Clumsy said as he was looking around Smurfette's living space. "Looks like yours is missing too."

"No, Clumsy, the bed is inside the wall," Smurfette said. "It just smurfs like a closet because of this door with a handle."

"A bed inside a wall?" Clumsy said, sounding puzzled as he saw the door that Smurfette was standing next to. "Gee, how does that work?"

"You just smurf on the handle like this," Smurfette responded as she grabbed the handle on the door and pulled. Suddenly the bed popped out of the wall, nearly pinning Smurfette down to the floor as it landed.

Clumsy looked amazed at the sight. "Golly, I wonder if my wall can do that too!" he said. "Thanks, Smurfette, I'll smurf you later." He turned to leave her smurfominium and head back to his own.

Smurfette struggled to get herself out from under her bed. "Hmmmph...convenience my smurf!" she fumed. - Outside Smurfy Tower, Hefty was carrying an armload of dumbbells with him into the smurfovator. He had a feeling that it was going to take him several trips to get fully moved in with all the exercise equipment he could hope to fill his smurfominium with.

"There, that should smurf it," he said to himself as he put his weights down inside the car. He was ready to start up the smurfovator when he heard another voice calling out.

"Hefty, wait!" Brainy said as he ran as fast as he could with his stack of books. "Hold that smurfovator!"

"I was going to smurf on up without you, but since you got a load, I might as well smurf you a break, this once," Hefty said.

"How very kind of you," Brainy said as he entered the car and put his stack of books down. "Sixth floor, please."

"Sixth floor coming right up," Hefty said as he pulled the lever to get the smurfovator going. It started rising for about a minute or so, and then suddenly it just stopped with a jerking motion.

Brainy felt the weight of Hefty's weights and his books almost crushing him as they fell on top of him. He dug himself up from the pile and straightened his glasses. "What happened?" he asked.

Hefty looked around to see what could be the problem. "I don't know, Brainy. For some reason we just stopped," he answered.

"Stopped?" Brainy could feel a sense of panic rising up within him at that moment. He started banging on the side of Smurfy Tower. "Help! We're trapped in the smurfovator! Help!" he cried out.

"Smurf it easy, Brainy," Hefty said, trying to keep his fellow Smurf calm. "Maybe if I pulled the lever, it will start up again." He pulled as hard as he could on the lever, only for the handle to break off from the controls. "Uh-oh," he said as he looked at the broken lever in his hand.

"Now you've really smurfed it, Hefty," Brainy said, sounding like his anxiety levels were going to rise again. He resumed banging on the side of Smurfy Tower to get someone's attention. "Get me out of here! Help!"

"Smurf a grip on yourself, Brainy," Hefty said, grabbing his fellow Smurf's arms to get him to stop banging on the side. "We'll just have to wait until some Smurf finds us.

Brainy took some deep breaths to calm himself down. "Oh, I suppose you're right, Hefty," he said as he slumped down in the smurfovator car, seemingly surrendered to their helpless situation. "I might as well smurf the best of things."

"That's a smurfy way of looking at it," Hefty said, trying to sound encouraging. "Not that I would want to be stuck with you for hours, but what's the worse that could happen between the two of us?"

"I agree with you there, Hefty...what is the worst that could happen?" Brainy said, regaining his optimism. "At least I have my Quotations of Brainy Smurf editions to keep me occupied until help does arrive." He picked up one of the books lying right at his side and started reading aloud. "Ah, this is the latest edition that I just finished publishing. Ahem...'Brilliant Quotation Number One...'"

Now this made Hefty panic and start banging on the door of the smurfovator. "Help! Smurf us out of here!" he cried out loudly.

To be expanded on.