Return To The Smurfette Village Art

"What are you doing?" Toughette asked suspiciously as Hefty reached in the
box and pulled out a sparkling pink flower beret. Carefully he placed it in her
hair, just under the rim of her gray smurf hat. He then admired the sparkle from it
and how it reflects the beauty her eyes.

"Wow, this is my very first time of being apart of a ceremonial send off for a sail ship.
What a scoop for the other smurfettes back home." Tattlerette coos as she starts
writing down as much details as possible down on her note pad.

"I hate ceremonial send offs." Grouchy Smurf grumbled beside her.

"Boy, aren't you a blue pickle of fun." The redheaded smurfette sarcastically says. She
turns to see a smurf wearing scowl look on his face. Tattlerette sticks her nose up at
him in a snobbish way. She then takes her pencil in her right hand and begins to writes
on her pad of paper. "If you don't mind, please take your negativity else where. I need
to focus so I can write everything down."

"I hate that you write everything down." Grouchy complains louder.

Toughette is perched on a rock at one end of the spa. She wrapped
her body up in a white towel for protection as she gently scrubs her
long golden-yellow hair with her hands. White sandals cover the bottom
of her feet, also to protect and keep them clean for when she walks
around. Happily, Toughette starts to rinse the shampoo out of her hair
under the mini waterfall that trickles down the side of a mountain.

She eyes all the trolls carefully from her new open area as she twirls
the staff like a baton before assuming the battle-ready pose once
more.

"Ok. You boys really want to dance? Then lets dance." She says in a
growl. The golden haired smurfette raises her hand up and motions
for the trolls to come forward and attack.

"I guess I still have a bit of a headache from when I got hit in the
head. And my feet do hurt, sort of, from fighting the trolls back
there in these heels…" She thought out loud.

"That's good enough for me." Chuckled Hefty as he picks her up
in a 'distressed female' manner. He starts heading back to the
Smurfette Village with Toughette romantically in his arms.

"A tarot reading. It tells me what could and will happen in the near future." Astrologette explains. "These
cards are telling me that Toughette and the others will be fine."

"How so?" Dreamy Smurf raises his eyebrow, somewhat interested in what this smurfette is saying.

"Well, for example, this one is the 'Chariot' and it is sitting beside the 'Six of Wands'."

"What does that tell you?"

"It tells me that all will be taken care of before the rescue team gets there." She smiles up at Dreamy.

Handy tries to prepare himself for the worse, but didn't expect the worse
to be so painful. He winced as he groaned loudly.

"Sorry." Nursette again apologized with a cringe as she started putting
the Band-Aid wrap around his arm.

"It's ok," Handy said as he started recovering from the pain. He softened
his face and smiles up at Nursette. "Thanks."

"No. Thank you for trying to protect me." She said with a blushing smile.

The braided blond smurfette starts to wrap herself in her own
arms as the tears began to fall down her cheeks. She was so
caught up in her own grief that she barely notices Handy
placing his hands onto her shoulders.

"I'm sorry." He whispered to her.