Empath's Honeymoon/Part 8

They came to a clearing up ahead where they saw various huts in the distance. "There it is, the Minimal Village, straight ahead," Fauna said.

"So what's keeping us from entering into it, Fauna?" Smurfette asked.

Suddenly they could hear a growling that sounded like it came from an animal, as well as the snapping of jaws hungry for prey. "It's a Snapper Dragon that's been planted at the entrance," Fauna said.

"A Snapper Dragon?" Empath asked, wondering what she meant.

Fauna drew them closer to the entrace of the village, and Empath and Smurfette saw for themselves. It was a carnivorous plant that looked like something they were used to seeing in the Smurf Forest, only much more dangerous. The Snapper Dragon's bulbs reached and snapped their jaws at the three who were approaching it.

"So that's why you can't enter the village," Empath said. "This shouldn't be a problem...although this smurf doesn't like destroying plants, this smurf sees that it needs a pruning."

Empath raced toward the Snapper Dragon and tried to fight against it by punching its bulbs, but the Snapper Dragon just grabbed Empath with one of its jaws and shook him around for a while before throwing him away, landing next to Smurfette and Fauna.

"Apparently it doesn't like the taste of you, Empath," Fauna said.

"But how are we going to defeat it if we can't use strength against it?" Empath asked.

"I was hoping one of you has brought a very powerful scent," Fauna answered. "Snapper Dragons usually don't like smelling those kind of scents."

"A powerful scent," Smurfette wondered. Then she reached into her backpack and pulled out a bottle of something that looked like perfume.

"Smurfette, you brought a bottle of perfume along just for a hike?" Empath asked, sounding incredulous.

"I just figured we may need it, if not just for a private romantic seclusion, Empath," Smurfette said. "Besides, I'm not going to let a wedding present from Vanity smurf to waste."

Smurfette sprayed a bit of the perfume onto the Snapper Dragon, which reacted by coughing and hacking as it seemed to weaken. She sprayed more and more of the perfume until the Snapper Dragon wilted and then disappeared altogether.

"You did it, Smurfette," Fauna said, sounding excited. "You got rid of the Snapper Dragon."

Smurfette giggled. "I'm surely going to tell Vanity about what his perfume smurfed when we return from our honeymoon, Empath."

"Who knew that his perfume would be a plant killer of sorts?" Empath said, also seemingly amazed at what it did to the plant.

To be expanded on.