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Nikki-Smurfling
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posted 04-01-2015 01:42 PM
I got you guys, didn't I? I said I might do this! Here it is! The story that I posted a part of on the April Fool's topic
Spring Break
“Gooal!” The shout from the woods echoed all the way back to the village, where Nikki was grumbling and snarling as she worked on the laundry.
“Lucky Smurflings.” She snarled again. Smurfette sighed.
“Nikki, it’s not like you’re getting punished.” The blonde said.
“Huh! Papa saw me knock Brainy with that Soccerball. I bet Sassette would be here helping you if he hadn’t.” Nikki replied, huffing as she dragged the heavy basket to the line.
“You hit Brainy?” Papa’s voice startled her so much that she dropped the sheet she had been hanging.
Nikki’s face turned red. “You didn’t see that?” She mumbled.
“No.” Papa Smurf poked his head around the laundry hanging beside Nikki,
“It was an accident.”
“Hm. Well, I was going to take over for you so you could play with the other Smurflings.”
“Oh, Papa Smurf. She deserves it. She’s been very helpful.” Smurfette replied.
“Oh, all right. You go on, Nikki.” Without a second response, Nikki gathered up the sheet she had dropped and sprinted off towards the sounds of playful shouting in the forest.
Snappy and Slouchy were fighting over the ball when she got there, and she dodged them both to grapple the Soccerball with her left foot. BOP!
“Gooal!” Brainy shouted, not even noticing Nikki in the field.
“Ball hog.” Mercy muttered as Nikki passed up the two other girls on the playing field and pulled yet another good stunt. Four goals in two minutes, and the kids’ team had won.
“Wow. Didn’t know you were even here ‘till that last one.” Snappy told her, panting as he ran up to her.
“I didn’t know Vexy played,” Nikki pointed out. The brunette was giving her a steel cold look.
“Of course I play!” She snapped. “Smurfing others in the head, diving to stop a shot on goal, being aggressive as smurf and getting away with it…and sudden death? I love this game!”
“I wouldn’t exactly say death.” Faith, who was sitting next to Brainy on the ground, called out. “More like ‘near death’!” She was right, too. Three of the grownups had been knocked off the field by Nikki’s playing, each with a concussion or grass burn.
“That was a lucky game shot, anyways. I bet if you went a whole week of a full game through you’d lose.” Vexy said to Nikki.
“Is that a challenge?” Nikki asked, grinning so widely that her extra tooth-on the left side of her mouth-was visible just by the tip.
“Yep.”
Later, the two had gathered up an equal amount of team members-eight Smurflings versus eight adults-and were on the field waiting. Mercy and Hefty exchanged a few words before the game, and Vexy cut in, swapping them. It was now seven Smurflings and a grownup versus seven grownups and a Smurfling. Nikki observed that Slouchy seemed determined to avoid the ball at all costs now, and Snappy had no intentions on letting the other team get it. Poor little Sorcerer kept tripping over his shoes, and Nikki had to take over for him, telling him to bench for the first half of the game.
“C’mon! You’re not gonna let a bunch of Smurfs scare you, are you?” Hefty demanded. The score was four to six. They were getting beaten.
“Not on my watch!” Nikki was on Vanity in a split second, stealing the ball and dodging every grownup there was on the field. BOP! Once, twice, three times she nearly popped the ball with her foot-and each time it went in.
“You’re cheating!” Tailor shouted.
“I hate cheaters.” Grouchy-well-grouched.
“A player isn’t a cheater if a cheater doesn’t win!” Nikki called in response. The score had changed to seven to six, and Vanity and Handy were benched. The game was going too quickly, and Nikki soon lost controls over her team.
“Gooal!” That wasn’t the word she wanted to hear. Vexy had punted the Soccerball right into the goal, and the game was over with twenty-five to thirty. The Smurflings-for that day-had lost.
Later, in the Bunkhouse, Nikki was pacing the floor, barefooted, and grumbling over the day’s lost game. She was also snarling about her arm hurting from jerking Sorcerer out of the way.
“We’ve got a whole ‘nother six days, Nikki. We can Smurf ‘em.” Snappy assured her, trying to sound confident. Nikki tumbled into her bunk, sighed, and sat back up.
“It’s not like Slouchy’s trying to help. All he does is mope around like he’s hurt.” She complained. “I think he’s trying to let the others win b’cause Mercy switched places with her father.”
“I am not!” Slouchy called indignantly from behind the screen. “I may smurf anything for her any other day, but if she’s on the other team, I’ll smurf like I never met her.”
“Even if you share a bunk with her?” There were only four beds in the Bunkhouse, which meant all four of the Smurfling boys had to share their bunks with one of the girls.
“You won’t have to worry with him doing that.” Mercy slipped into the Bunkhouse. She had a Soccerball in one hand.
“What do you mean? You’re on the other team!” Nikki almost yelled.
“Not anymore. Nat and I are switching. We talked it over with Vexy,” Mercy replied coolly. “She explained that with three Smurfs on the other side that were close to me, there was no fighting chance for you guys. She’ll give you that, but she won’t let you win. But Nat told me that he’d be a spy for us if we wanted.”
“Spying isn’t really a Smurfy thing to do…” Nikki started. “…but if he wants to…”
Two days later, thanks to the switch, the Smurflings’ team was in the lead. The fourth day, though, they were all too tired to play, costing another day for the game.
The last day, however, held a bit of a surprise for the teams.
“Look. We have to do something that won’t smurf us into the ditch. Don’t use up all your energy for the first half of the game. Go easy, and everything will Smurf into place.” Nikki told her team. Even Hefty understood what she meant: no roughhousing until the last quarter.
“Game on?” She asked.
“Game on.” The others replied, one at a time.
After the first quarter of the game, Mercy and Slouchy-along with Vanity, Handy, Tailor, and Grouchy from the other team-were benched. Nikki was practically bowling through Vexy’s team, and the only four left standing were scared out of their shoes-she could sense it. Only Vexy had the same determined look on her face that Nikki felt set on her own. She and Snappy kept the ball between them, and soon Gutsy and Greedy had a head-on collision and it was just Vexy and Nat against Nikki, Snappy, Sorcerer, Sassette, and Faith and her father.
“Slouchy, back on the field! Handy, Tailor, you two get out there.” Brainy demanded to the benched Smurfs. Mercy kissed Slouchy on the cheek and whispered something in his ear before he sprinted up to the team line.
“I thought you said easy!” He told Nikki.
“That was my easy. What’d she tell you?” Nikki pointed to the mop-headed Smurfling. Mercy had her eyes on the Soccerball, ready to be called in to play.
“She said ‘go get ‘em, Lucky Number Seven.’” Slouchy replied. “Why do you care?”
“Nothing.” Nikki said politely. Then to herself, she muttered: “Lovesick slushpuppies.”
In the final quarter of the game, it was just Nikki and Snappy-the most determined Smurflings on the team-versus Vexy, Handy, and Gutsy.
“D’oh! Listen, we’ve gotta get those three points!” She hissed as Snappy pelted past her with the ball.
“Sorcerer! Back in there.” For once, Nikki was relieved that Brainy was the referee. He actually understood the circumstances that the Smurflings’ team was in.
“Two minutes, three points.” Nikki muttered to herself. Snappy was blocked, and she determinedly pulled the Soccerball out of the possession of the other three. Wobbling, she kicked it slowly backwards until the others were far enough away. They were so confsed that the four stood there staring.
“Nice move, Vex.” Nikki got behind the ball and kicked it with such force that the benched Smurfs had to cover their ears. PUNT! Handy realized what was going on and leaped after the ball-just as it went into the goal.
“Gooal! Double-point for improper blockage!” Vexy gasped, then gave Nikki a practically evil look. Back to his senses, Sorcerer knocked the ball from Gutsy’s feet, knocking it to Snappy, who acted like he was going to send it through the left of the goal. Instead, he popped it to the right, and Brainy blew the whistle, signaling that the game was over.
Nikki had a victorious look on her face when they got back to their room-she’d done it. She had beaten the other team!
“Hey, Lassie.” Gutsy came up to her, hat sideways. “I-uh want’d t congratulate ye oan the game. Looked like ye were dancin’ ‘cross the field.”
“It’s a Scottie thing. So did you.” Nikki replied, reaching up to tilt his hat back into place. She hadn’t noticed before that he had green eyes.
“Well. I wondered if ye maybe wanted some Jig lessons. I’ve got a bagpipe.” He said. Nikki brightened up.
“A real one? Never really seen one.”
“A Scottie isn’t a Scottie without a jig and some bagpiping.”
“I’ll start next week. I’m a little tired. Good job on those two winning games, by the way.”
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posted 04-01-2015 01:45 PM
And the pic that goes with the next chapter(I'm not finished-be patient.):
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posted 04-06-2015 03:11 PM
Few days late for April Fools' Story, but here goes nothin' ![[Confused]](confused.gif)
April Fools’
“Really funny. Really funny, boys.” Mercy hissed at the four Smurfling boys that were laughing at her.
“Sorry, Mercy, but you look just great in pink.” Snappy replied. Sorcerer had dyed Mercy’s jeans and hat a bright pink and shrunk the jeans so that they were only knee length. She had already tricked two of the boys, but swore that she’d get them back. Especially Slouchy.
“I’ll get you.” She promised.
Later, she had no time to trick anybody-Papa Smurf had asked for her to watch something for him. Slouchy moped past, and it gave her an idea.
“Hey, C’mere.” She called. He slipped in the door, and she told him to watch the mixture. Pretending to look for a book, she thought on how she could get him to get the others back for her. True, he’d do anything for her-just not on April Fools’ Day.
“What’s this for?” Slouchy had left his post, and was tapping at a tiny furry thing on the bench. It squeaked, lifting its head.
“Lil’ Squeaky!” Mercy squealed, then started to laugh. “Whaddya doin’ in here?”
“I knew it was her.” Slouchy mumbled, embarrassed. The book that Mercy had put back on the shelf fell as they were petting the little mouse, and Mercy noticed suddenly that the bottle on the end of the shelf was about to topple off. Without a word, she picked the mouse up and bolted for the door. It looked explosive! Slouchy followed, but Mercy realized that he wasn’t right behind her when she got out.
“Ow!” The sound of cracking glass, then the explosion. Five or six Smurfs-one Mercy couldn’t recognize, came running towards the sound. Mercy handed Squeaky over to Smurfette, then braved the smoke to look for her friend.
“Thank Smurf there’s no flames.” She muttered. “Slouchy?” Mercy stopped suddenly, a red wad catching her attention. His shirt?
“Methi?” Slouchy was there-but his hat was covering one of his eyes and the usually short sleeves of his t-shirt practically swallowed his arms.
“Now what the Smurf happened to you?!” She plucked him up, holding him the way she had Squeaky. In the least, he was no bigger than the mouse.
“Methi!” Mercy groaned.
“Don’t tell me-” She hurried back out of the lab and demanded that someone find Papa. Squeaky gave a muffled, worried sounding squeal, and Smurfette gasped.
“This is a joke.” Jokey said. Strong words for a not very practical guy, Mercy thought, giving him a glare.
“It’s not a joke, is it?” She shoved past him, ignoring his last remark, and bumped right into her sister. Faith was with Papa, who gave one glance at Slouchy and started in on Mercy.
“I didn’t do anything!” She said before he could scold her. “A book fell off the shelf-and it knocked some sort of powder off! I’m not kidding-honest.”
“Nu.” Slouchy agreed, probably just making noises, but still giving a pretty convinced face.
“It wasn’t powder…” Papa started “…It was water from the Fountain of Youth! I had saved some of it hoping to be able to get a reverse spell without my book.”
Mercy glanced down at her friend, swallowing back a response, and looked back up at her grandfather. “So…do you have a reverse spell yet?”
“No. And it will take a long time without the water.” He said. Mercy bit her lip, and Papa laughed.
“April Fools’, my little Smurfling!” He chuckled softly. “I have a spell, but it’s been so long since I got it finished that it may take a while to find it in all that mess.” Mercy sighed, relieved, and sprinted off to find the rest of her friends.
“What the Smurf?!” Nikki gave Slouchy a confused look, backing up a bit as Mercy sat down on her bunk. Slouchy patted at her nose, making funny sounds and giving her a worried look. It was like he knew what was going on but just-didn’t know.
“What happened here?” Nat pointed to his brother, who kept making noises with his mouth.
Mercy handed him over to Nikki, who tries to give him back, and began to explain to her friends what had happened. As soon as Slouchy was out of Mercy's arms, though, he started to cry.
"Gee, was I like that?" Sorcerer gives the much smaller Smurfling a look, and backs up to stand away from him.
"Only about fifty years ago." Snappy-well-snapped. Mercy groaned, taking her friend back and sitting down in a chair to rock him. He quieted down almost instantly, sucking his thumb as Mercy hummed a tune that she could remember from forever ago.
"He really likes your singing." Nikki commented, just being herself again. She didn't like babies, even Slouchy-although he used to be the only Smurfling her age.
“He’d like yours if you gave it a shot. Remember the New Years’ Party?” Mercy pointed out.
“I think someone put sarsparilla in my root beer-I’d never dare sing in front of the whole village unless I’d lost my mind.” Nikki retorted. “Besides, I probably would lose in a contest against Harmony.”
“Would not,” Mercy went back to humming, eventually ending up putting both Slouchy and herself to sleep.
Later on, Mercy had managed to convince herself that this wasn’t a dream. Her best friend had really been turned into a Baby Smurf-and it was really April Fools’ Day.
“Mercy! Make him shut up!” Nikki yelled. Slouchy didn’t seem to like any of the other Smurflings-or being away from Mercy. Every time she tried to get out of the Bunkhouse without him, he’d start in wailing and calling for her-or at least trying to.
“I try to pull a simple little prank to get him back, and I end up turning into his mother!!!” Mercy grumbled, skipping the steps up to the door and taking him from Nikki.
“You’re not a very good Babysmurfer.” She stated plainly.
“I’m not supposed to babysit! You are!” Mercy snapped. That was something she almost never did, but she was getting so agitated at the other Smurflings for not at least trying to help out that she knew she couldn’t stand it much longer.
“You know what? You can keep him. Make him stop crying yourself.” Mercy plopped him back into the crib, stomping off. “And don’t come whinin’ to me if there’s a problem!”
“But-I-” Niiki was dumbfounded. Mercy hadn’t ever acted this way towards children younger than her! “Mercy-” The brown-haired girl was gone, leaving both Nikki and Baby Slouchy staring at the door. He glanced up at her, beginning to whimper a little.
“Hey, don’ look at me.” Nikki started, but sighed and picked him back up to calm him down. She sat down in the rocking chair that Mercy had dragged out, and started to rock him, timidly humming an old tune. At first, the Smurfling was a bit startled, but he didn’t start to cry. He didn’t even whimper for Mercy. Instead, he cuddled up against Nikki and started sucking his thumb.
“Oh, golly. You just wanted a bit of attention, huh?” Nikki slowed the rocker to a stop, shifting ever so slightly and starting to sing.
I can almost see it. That dream I’m dreamin’ but
There’s a voice inside my head sayin’
“You’ll never reach it.”
Every step I’m taking…Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction…My faith is shaking. But I
I gotta keep tryin’. Gotta keep my head held high!
There’s always gonna be another mountain…
I’m always gonna wanna make it move.
Always gonna be an uphill battle-and sometimes
I’m gonna have to lose. It ain’t about how fast I get there,
It ain’t about what’s waitin’ on the other side.
It’s the climb.
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posted 04-06-2015 03:16 PM
I thought long and hard on it yesterday and decided to make a chapter of this one in relation to this:
And it's a day and a half late. I'll post it as soon as I can, although I have writer's block almost as often as Handy gets an invention idea that flunks! ![[Wink]](wink.gif)
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posted 04-08-2015 03:03 AM
EASTER
The sound of a bagpipe flooded through the village, the tapping of drums adding to the music a sense of pride. The Smurflings knew it wasn’t a drum, though. It was Nikki’s feet, faster than light on the ground, tapping along to the rhythm. She didn’t seem to be the slightest bit winded, and almost didn’t stop when the music did.
“Aye, lassie! You’re quite the dancer!” Gutsy panted, shuffling the bagpipe off of his shoulder.
“But I’m not tired yet.” She complained. She wanted to keep dancing-like her mother used to.
“Nope. I am.”
“We need to record that bagpiping. Nikki’s really good with the feet thing.” Mercy commented. She was holding Slouchy, who had been turned into a baby only three days before.
“How? Prolimited technology, Mercy.” Faith replied.
“Girls. Dancin’ don’t matter right now.” Nikki stood between the sisters before any more could be said. “Tomorrow’s Easter-and Grandpa promised I could show y’all something.”
“Really? What?” Snappy was suddenly interested. He knew about the time crystals more than the others did-how powerful Nikki was with them.
“He said I could take you guys back about two thousand years. To the real Easter story. Just as long as we get Slouchy back to normal before we leave.” She replied, tapping her feet some more for a few seconds to get the numbness out of them.
“Not a problem. Pappy found the formula just this morning.” Sassette said. She called Papa Smurf “Pappy” so much that Nikki had called him that a few times without thinking.
“Great. I was hoping we wouldn’t have to bring him along, though. He’s a bit slower than the rest of us.” Mercy gave Nikki a glare, and Slouchy grunted.
“What? It’s the truth, and you know it.”
“Alright. One Snappy is enough in this village.” Gutsy interveined, taking Slouchy and giving both Smurfling girls a look.
The next morning, Nikki took her friends around the edge of the village to Grandpa’s house, stopping to wait for Slouchy. Papa had doused him with the reverse formula the night before, and then had to split up a fight between him and Nikki.
“Would ya stop limpin’?!” Nikki whispered to him.
“I can’t help it. It’s the way I walk.” Slouchy replied, faking a punch in her direction. Grandpa plucked her up by the shirt collar with his stick, letting Slouchy go past first, and giving her the same look Gutsy had the day before. Nikki gave a sheepish grin, chuckling a bit as he put her back down.
“And the magic should be about ready to work.” Nikki skipped three or four steps at a time to get down underneath the house, and rammed into Snappy so hard that she knocked him over.
“Sorry.” She mumbled.
“You’re fine. I’m just smurfed up and ready to get out of here.”
“Now remember-without Nikki, the four of you can’t get back. Mercy and Faith are staying here with Sorcerer for presmurfinary measures.” Grandpa reminded the boys and Sassette.
“Precautionary?” Sorcerer was puzzled. The biggest word he actually knew was “Gargamel.”
“Never mind, Socie. Just stay safe,” Sassette rumpled his hat, then told him something that only he could hear.
“You four better be ready to see the brutality of humankind. Men are nothing like Smurfs.” Nikki warned her friends. “Nat, Sassette, you two stay in a team. Snappy, stick with Slouchy. I’ll tell you where we meet when we get there. I’ll have to stay behind the group to restore my energy.”
She waved her hands, and in one sweep the old time crystals formed into a magical structure that exploded, a bright flash of light bright enough for a blind man to see, taking the five off to a different time zone. A new dimension was formed almost immediately, pulling them over two thousand years into the past.
“Ow-Hey!” Nikki grumbled. The five landed in a heap, piled on top of one another like banana leaves, and she was on the bottom.
“Get your smelly foot out of my face.” Snappy shoved Nat off of his shoulders, and Sassette muttered something about being uncomfortable.
“Look over there!” Nat pointed to a crowd of humans, all of whom were yelling and throwing things at something in front of them.
“Rats. About fifteen minutes sooner would’ve made for you to get there.” Nikki snapped her fingers together, and was almost as instantly left alone in the olive grove. “Looks like I still had some magic left.” She said, dumbfounded.
The four found themselves at the top of the hill, and Nikki wasn’t with them. Someone, however, was there: the humans they had seen going up the hill.
“What are they doing?” One of the humans carried a long post, much bigger than him, struggling up the hill in front of the others.
“Hide,” Nat pulled the others into a bush, where they watched in silence as the other humans yelled and formed a path around the one carrying the stick.
“I can’t see!” Snappy hissed. Nat clapped a hand over his brother’s mouth, motioning for him to be quiet. One human suddenly yelled out an insult that silenced every living being on the hill, and the one with the stick tumbled to his knees.
“If you truly are the Son of what they call God, make this stop now!” The man raised his arm, a long whip spiraling through the air above him. Sassette gasped, covering her eyes.
“The brutality of humankind. Men are nothing like Smurfs.” Nikki’s voice rang in her ears.
“If this was what Easter was about, then humans have problems!” Snappy said. He couldn’t take his eyes off the whip-and neither could the other boys.
“What did he do to them?” Nat wondered. Sassette suddenly toppled, falling to her knees and crying. Nat got down and put an arm over his sister’s shoulder, whispering things to her that the other boys couldn’t hear. They wouldn’t have, anyways, concerning that they were mesmerized by the dozen or so guards with whips.
“Calm down, Sassette. They can’t do anything to you-you’re okay.” Nat turned to look back just as the shadow of a guard fell over them, another whip sailing over his head. He subconsciously clutched tighter to his sister, not turning away but wishing he couldn’t look.
“We’ve gotta get out of here-now.” Slouchy grabbed Snappy’s arm and rushed off, leaving Nat to pick Sassette up and chase after them.
“Ya didn’t have to do that.” She told him when they got to the bottom of the hill. She was still crying.
“It didn’t look like you were gonna smurf-Slouchy’s pretty fast when he’s upset…” Nat didn’t finish his sentence, noticing how close they were to the olive grove they had landed in-and the scared look on Sassette’s face.
Nikki was asleep under one of the trees, the vast branches reaching down as if they were protecting her-The way Nat had his sister.
“Hey-wake up.” Snappy nudged the girl with his foot, wiping his face. Sassette realized for the first time that the boys had started to cry, too. Even Nat had a few tears in his eyes.
Nikki jolted awake, flinging her arm out and catching Snappy under the jaw-she must have been startled and thought that he was a guard. But then again, she hadn’t seen that. Had she?
“Oh my gosh! I’m-so sorry! I-” Nikki gasped, rubbing her hand across her friend’s chin. The scrape from her nails disappeared, and Snappy, twitched his jaw as if it hadn’t been hit at all.
“You saw the crucifiction, right?” She turned to Sassette and the other boys, and Sassette nodded.
“Poor guy. What did he do?” Her voice cracked, and she wiped another tear from her cheek.
“Nothing. They wanted to kill him and prove that he wasn’t really the Christ-the son of God.” Nikki explained. “They thought that if he was he could come back to life. Three days later, his body was gone from the tomb they put him in and he came to speak to his followers-disciples-one last time. People from our time don’t believe this story, though.”
“Why?” Nat asked, still gripping Sassette’s hand.
“They say that’s all it is. A story from over two thousand years ago. Some of them don’t believe in the bible, either-the recordings of this time, times before, and about twenty or forty hundred years after. Can’t remember exactly because the village doesn’t have a church.” Nikki scratched her neck, thinking hard. “Anyways, this wasn’t the whole reason we celebrate Easter. Part of it is the three days after-his resurrection.”
“Re-smur-what?!” Snappy shook his head, giving his friend a strange look.
“Resurrection. In other words, he came back to life” Nikki waved her hands around, gathering all of the time crystals and forming them into a shape-all but one. This one, she gave to Sassette.
“What-”
“Go ahead. Right there.” Nikki coaxed, pointing to an empty spot on the formation. Sassette slowly reached out and settled the crystal delicately into its place.
This was probably a total screwup! I didn't want to put very much violence in case there were some Smurflings on the site, so I had to be careful how I wrote.
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posted 02-14-2016 02:19 PM
Oi. It's been almost---a year since I posted anything here?? I'm sorry, y'all. Little sister stole the computer, and she made me watch shows elsewhere. I got writers' block for-oh-ever! Anyways,here's a V-Day thing. It's a total screwup, probably.
Here you go.
There was still a light snow across the ground, and the village had some patches of dirt scattered here and there. The quietest part, however, was the clubhouse. This was a surprising change from when the girls had first arrived, bringing a wave of new celebrations. This morning, the first of the eight up was Mercy, who realized quickly that the eldest girl had already gone. Nikki was commonly running back and forth between houses, helping Greedy with breakfast or learning something new from Handy-her adoptive father. The young redhead had probably gotten an errand from one of the older Smurfs, Mercy thought. She glanced over to the bed that Nikki shared with one of the boys, noticing a little orange heart where she had been. The brown-haired Smurfling chuckled quietly, shaking her head.
“Psst! Mercy!” She was startled by Greedy, who had been standing at the window for a moment. “Wake Nikki up-I need her help.”
“She’s already gone, Greedy. I thought she’d been to your house by now.” She replied, raising her eyebrow.
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Mercy had left to help Greedy by the time the others woke up. Snappy rolled over to sit up in surprise. He felt of his face, then looked down at the orange candy heart that had imprinted itself on his cheek.
“Nikki.” He laughed. “Wait-” He picked up the candy to realize it had writing on it. Squinting, he read aloud; “Crazy 4 U.”
“That would definitely have been Nikki.” Slouchy said rustily from across the room. Snappy popped it into his mouth before agreeing with his brother.
“Where is Nikki?” Faith asked suddenly. “I saw Mercy leave with Greedy, but Nikki was already gone.”
“Dunno. Probably with Handy.”
The Smurflings headed out to the breakfast hall to find it decorated with hearts and banners, a few balloons floating out with Hefty hard on their tails.
“Get back here!” Faith swiftly leaped up to grab the strings, then tied them to Hefty’s wrist.
“That’ll keep ‘em. What’s goin’ on today, anyways?” Faith looked at all the red and white and shook her head.
“Don’t know. Nikki must’ve Smurfed this stuff into Handy’s desk last night or something. She left me a note to help him decorate the Mess Hall.” Hefty replied. He made his way back to the hall, Smurflings following.
“Whoa.” Nat’s eyes widened. The table was covered in a pure white tablecloth, and all one-hundred and six red plates had a heart with one message or another written on it. Some had cards. Every three or four sets of eight plates had a bouquet of roses centered by them, one red, one yellow, and one pink within a pod of whites.
“Talk about overboard.” Slouchy was even startled. He was one of the only members of the village that wore red of any sort.
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During breakfast, several of the Smurfs appeared to suddenly become quite nervous after reading the heart or the card at their place. No one had spotted Nikki, and the Smurflings were worried about her. Until Snappy noticed the card under his plate.
Meet me by the old oak tree.
The snow will melt,
like my heart has,
If you come to see me.
~Nikki
“Wow! That’s like a love letter.” Nat exclaimed. Snappy gave him a glare, reaching to jerk Nat’s straw hat over his face. But not before everyone saw the short-tempered Smurfling’s face become red.
“All of you are a bit too young to be having any relationships.” Smurfette warned.
“Uh-you were saying?” Hefty held up his card in embarrassment, showing that she had been the one to sign it. “You were the first to Smurf that you were too young to marry.”
“I hate too young to marry.” Grouchy said. He swallowed hard when he realized what he’d said, glancing towards Vexy. The black-haired Smurfette had already heard him, and was smiling like a Jack-in-the-Box.
“Well, I’m a bit surprised myself…” Handy stood up to leave, rubbing the back of his neck. “I need to get to the lake.”
“The lake??” Several Smurfs gave him a confused look, then glanced at each other worriedly.
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Hefty was back in his house when he found a little candy heart and a box. There was a note attached.
“Give this to Smurfette~Nikki,” He read out loud. Then he read the heart’s message to himself. His hat nearly fell off, and he took a deep, shaky breath.
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Grouchy had also been given the same sort of note about Vexy, and he grumbled out loud; “I hate this.”
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Pacing back and forth at the lake, Handy began to nibble his fingernails. A small figure under the surface appeared, rising up to reveal a very familiar face, smiling softly.
“Marina?” The Smurf leaned over the water, yelping as he fell in.
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“Ow!” Clumsy straightened himself out, sitting back up on the rock he had fallen off of. A tiny face poked out of the edge of the swampgrass, and Clumsy gasped with surprise as Pansy slipped into view, giving him a shy smile.
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Instead of finding Nikki at the tree, Snappy found another heart. It read “Ask Me.”
“Ask you what?!” He called. There was no response, but as he was looking around Nikki appeared, upside-down from a branch, catching him on the cheek. Before he could even see that it was her, she was gone again. He reached to his face, finding another heart on his shoulder. “#Love.”
“Cut it out, Nikki!” He quipped. “Where are you?!” Another heart.
“Find me!” Nikki called. The heart read “Soul Mate.” Angrily, Snappy began to climb the tree, stopping every time he heard a laugh. By the time he got to the top, it was getting a little dark. Nikki appeared out of nowhere, giggling like a maniac.
“Stop it!” Snappy grabbed at her, and she slipped into a hole in the tree.
“Come get me!” She laughed. Snappy started to laugh, too, racing after her as she made her way back down the tree, always a step or branch ahead of him. Once she had landed on the ground, he caught up to her. Panting, he leaned on her shoulder only to have another candy placed on his nose. She disappeared again.
“Smurf it, Nikki!” He yelled. “Come back!” He read the heart to himself, then grinned, haring after the redhead.
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Back at the village, Nikki slipped into the Mess Hall, Snappy not far behind. He flung the door open to stop in surprise at four groups; Handy had brought Marina to the village again with a new machine; Pansy was attempting to keep Clumsy on his feet; Vexy had managed to get Grouchy to dance; and Hefty and Smurfette were talking quietly in a corner, holding hands.
“Snappy!” Nikki was hiding behind a table. She waved at him, and he determinedly dodged past the other groups to get to her, slipping the candy into her hand before she could bolt off again. She stopped short, raising her eyebrows at him.
“What?” He asked innocently. She opened her hand to read the heart, and her face turned pink. Nikki laughed nervously as Handy turned to look at her, along with the other males in the room. Nat and Mercy had come in, and they stopped, the other Smurflings slipping in behind them.
“I-guess so…” Nikki said quietly. She leaned up to Snappy, kissing him on the cheek before jerking back in shock as he turned in the direction where no longer the side of his face, but his lips, touched hers. She dropped the heart, which rolled across the floor and stopped at Hefty’s feet. He reached down to pick it up.
“Kiss me.” He read out loud.
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*dies* THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG!!! And I still don't like how it came out. I’m the eldest of me and Rachel, and yet SHE has a boyfriend?? Being single this Valentine's Day was a bit hard, so it was kinda fun to write this. Just to let you know, the hearts-in order-that the Smurfs above found were;
“Marry Me.” Which was Nikki’s warning to Hefty that he needed to make a move on Smurfette. She says yes, surprisingly.
“Ask Me.” Meaning, that Grouchy needed to show his feelings towards Vex-even if he was too darn shy!
The message Clumsy had gotten from Pansy, which Nikki delivered, was “Find me in the bulrush, and I’ll go with you anywhere.” She might’ve been a bit young, but Elderberry allowed her to become “more than friends” with Clumsy.
Handy was given a card with a shell in it, which was an obvious notation that Nikki had met up with Marina and told the mermaid that Handy still wanted her. He later gives her a heart that says “True Love.”
*is pelted with rocks* Okay, okay. I get it. This was stupid. I’ll go now.
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