A Vision Of The Blue Moon/Part 3

"Va-va-va-voom!" Baby Smurf shouted, and then suddenly he made the glass constantly spray water all over the place in the tavern, getting Tapper, Empath, and Polaris soaking wet.

"Baby Smurf, would you please kindly not smurf such experiments in my tavern?" Tapper asked a bit sternly. "This is not Papa Smurf's laboratory, you know."

Baby Smurf then caused the water to settle down in the glass, only causing it to fizzle like a soda.

"This one can see that raising a child with such magical abilities will be a challenge to adults who are not born with them, fellow Tapper," Polaris said.

"That doesn't make it any less challenging to the adults who do have such abilities, Polaris," Empath said. "If this proves anything, it's that Papa Smurf has his work cut out for him in making sure Baby Smurf is able to control his abilities if he decides that he's going to be a sorcerer someday."

"As I'm sure either of you will smurf the same for your children in the day that you will be blessed with them," Tapper said. "Anyway, at the time that we didn't know much about Baby Smurf, he has been such a blessing that it made us feel like there was hope for another generation of Smurfs beyond ours."

"But didn't that make you Smurfs curious as to where the child came from, if you already knew how baby Smurfs came into being?" Polaris asked.

"Indeed it started making us curious, Polaris, including Brainy Smurf," Tapper said. "He started smurfing through our house of archives for any stories about Smurfs that live far beyond the village, including where all the clans of Smurfs have smurfed from, and so far until the stork that brought Baby Smurf here has smurfed us a message, we were left with a very great unsmurfable mystery."

"That was when you found out that Baby Smurf came from Smurfling Island, which the Smurflings would come from a few years later," Empath said.

"Aye, but it wasn't exactly good tidings that smurfed from there, Empath," Tapper said. "But I'm getting ahead of myself here in the story, so let me smurf you to the night when Baby Smurf smurfed his first night here among us." - As Tapper continued the story, Empath and Polaris saw the Smurfs gathered around Tapper's Tavern, enjoying the night outside while Tapper served them their drinks. He noticed that most of the Smurfs except for Grouchy had gathered around Smurfette for a demonstration of how to change a didey, using one of Farmer's gourds as a practice model. Soon other Smurfs were trying their hand at how to change a didey, with various results.

"I wouldn't think that the entire village would be interested in something that only a Mama Smurf should be able to do, Tapper," Duncan said as he spoke privately to Tapper.

"Smurfing care of a baby should never be smurfed of as something only befitting a female Smurf, my good Duncan," Tapper said. "As nature smurfs us, it takes having a mother and a father to smurf a child properly into adulthood."

"It's hard for me to admit it, but this child is making me feel like I'd want to smurf it as my own, so that he can smurf to be a brave warrior," Duncan said.

"I know how you feel about that, though if he were my child, I would want him to smurf up to be a good bartender and perhaps even a good preacher," Tapper said.

"The little bairn being a preacher of this Almighty of yours," Duncan scoffed. "If I didn't know any better, you'd have him smurfing from your holy book long before he is able to read it for himself."

"It's what the Proverbs say, Duncan, 'train a child in the way that he should go, and when he is older, he shall not depart from it'," Tapper said. "Such good teaching will smurf with people for life no matter what life smurfs in their way."

"In that case, laddie, if he decides to become a great warrior, I'm going to make sure that he becomes one, and there's no way anything's going to make him smurf otherwise," Duncan said.

"I'd say it's still too early for the child to know what he's going to smurf for a future yet, my fellow Duncan," Tapper said. "I'd say let the Smurfs get used to smurfing him like their own child first and then we can argue over whether he's going to smurf into a warrior, a bartender, or whatever."

"Fair enough," Duncan said. "Though I'm still betting that he's going to smurf up to his uncle Duncan and smurf on a kilt like a real Smurfsman."

Just then, Papa Smurf approached Grouchy while carrying Baby Smurf. "Oh, Grouchy, I was just wondering if you be so kind as to let Baby Smurf stay in your house for the night to sleep?" Papa Smurf asked.

Grouchy looked at Papa Smurf and Baby Smurf, who was now playing with Grouchy's nose. "Oh, all right, Papa Smurf," Grouchy said, taking Baby Smurf in his arms.

Tapper and Duncan noticed what happened. "Great Smurfiny Crickets, my fellow Duncan, would you smurf at that?" Tapper said.

"It seems that Grouchy has smurfed a likening to the little bairn, laddie," Duncan said. "I didn't think such a thing would be possible for him."

"Nevertheless, it just smurfs my heart to know that Grouchy is growing beyond himself, and this child may be what he needs to smurf some joy into his life," Tapper said.

"A Grouchy who isn't so grouchy...who would have believed that?" Duncan said, agreeing with Tapper's sentiment.

To be expanded on.