Smurfette's Evil Mirror/Part 3

Throughout the rest of the day, Handy was in his workshop tinkering with something that looked like a makeup compact, except that it had a numeric keypad similar to that of a telephone on the lower half of the case. He stared at the device he had made when he was finished and sighed in frustration as if he couldn't figure out how to bring his creation to life. He felt that he was so close to bringing forth the next evolution of the telesmurf, and yet there was something so elusive contained in Smurfette's magic compact that he had to discover for himself what it is so he could make the device do the same thing.

There was a knock on his door. "Oh, come in," Handy called out.

Sneaky entered the workshop. "Hi there, Handy," he greeted. "What do you have smurfing there that you're working on?"

"It's my latest version of the telesmurf, Sneaky, or it will be," Handy answered, showing him the device that was sitting on his work table.

"Hmmm, smurfs interesting," Sneaky said as he got a closer look. "It looks like a compact, except that you can talk into it. And this mirror would allow you to communicate with whoever has another one like it, I bet."

"That's the idea, Sneaky," Handy said. "But there's just one problem I have with it...I can't make the mirror work that would allow me to communicate with anyone."

"Gee, that's too bad, Handy," Sneaky said. "Maybe Papa Smurf might help you with that."

"I would like him to, but there's one thing he has on him that I can't smurf my hands on...a similar compact that looks just like this, Sneaky," Handy said.

"A similar compact? You think that it has a magic mirror in it?" Sneaky asked.

"I'm sure that it has, Sneaky, but until I have it in my possession, I can't study it to be sure what it smurfs," Handy answered.

"So what you need is a way you can borrow it from Papa Smurf without him knowing about it so you can study the device," Sneaky surmised.

"I'm not sure I feel comfortable trying to smurf it myself, Sneaky," Handy said.

"Who says you have to smurf it out of there, Handy?" Sneaky said.

"Seriously? You want to help me smurf my hands on that compact?" Handy asked, sounding surprised.

"Hey, what are friends for? Besides, this is going to help you smurf your invention to life, and you're going to be famous for it," Sneaky said. "Come on, Handy...if you can't trust me to smurf my job, who can you trust?"

Handy sighed. "Okay, I will let you smurf it."

"Don't worry about a thing," Sneaky said, sounding assuring. "With a Smurf like me, that job's as good as smurfed."

To be expanded on.