Disclaimer: The smurfs are not of my creation. They were created by Peyo. However, the smurfettes are. I did not write this story for profit. Only to share this story with other fans. Brief Summery: The Smurf dam bursts one stormy night, and Hefty Smurf is swept away. He drifts out to sea, and in an ironic twist, eventually ends up on a distance shore near a village of Smurfettes. (**UPDATED NOTE**: Attention first time readers, or readers reading this story, plausibly for the umpteenth time. I have corrected all of the grammar errors in this story, as well as added the characters Grumpette, Prankette, and Sweepette in some of the chapters - happy reading, and don't forget to review this story!) The Smurfette Village Chapter 1: Swept Away Prologue: Many thousands of years ago, a young sorcerer with great magical powers felt the need to create a few companions to go along with him on his journey around the world. He collected the finest, purist materials he could find that Earth would provide. In his search he came across some magical blue clay only found in a swampy muck. As soon as the sorcerer found all of his ingredients he traveled to a part of the world that would be perfect in order to create his companions. He found a mystical garden and it's keeper, the Goddess Gaia. With her permission he was able to plant the special seeds he created. In no time after he spoke out the incantation spell, and two little blue mushrooms grew. A few days later during the rising of a blue moon the two magical mushrooms opened up. Inside were two little baby blue creatures. One was a male with no hair; the other was a female with a few strands of blond hair. Other mushrooms started growing too, but it would take hundreds of years for them to mature and bloom during a full blue moon. The sorcerer was thrilled. For many years the human raised the two magical blue creatures and called them smurfs. By the time when the two young smurfs grew into adulthood the sorcerer was almost 100 years old. The day before the sorcerer passed away he explained to the two young smurfs that every 500 to 1000 years the blue mushroom patch will grow and bloom into more baby smurfs. A small clan of gargoyles and a Goddess had volunteered to be the guardians of the baby smurfs before they are ready to be sent to the adult smurfs. Then either a stork or a blue herring will gather the newborn smurflings and fly them to the smurfs. The moment the elderly sorcerer passed away the male smurf peered over to the female smurf and wondered what their future may hold for them. For a while the two traveled the world until they found a nice quiet area to build a house. It was an area that had everything, including a nearby smurfberry patch. For the next couple hundred years the two smurfs prepared for new smurflings, just how the sorcerer predicted. Finally, during a full Blue Moon the two baby smurflings came to them. One was carried by a stork the other by a blue herring. Together the now elderly smurfs raised the babies, teaching them everything they know and have experienced. One day, while the two smurfs played with the babies by the shore a sudden storm hit without warning. The female smurf that held the female baby smurfling had been swept out to sea, never to be heard from again. The other two smurfs lived on, but never forgot the two female smurfs they had lost that day. OoOoOoOoOoOo 1000 YEARS LATER ONE FALL DAY Many smurfs of the village are hard working in fields of the Smurfberry bushes. They are picking the ripest of the bunch for now they are in season. A loud sound went off. Every smurf of the village headed to where it was coming from. Handy Smurfs new whether machine has predicted a huge thunderstorm heading their way. “What’s going on, Handy?” Papa Smurf asks as he joins his little smurfs. “Looks like a big storm, Papa Smurf.” Handy announces after looking over the machine’s data. “Well, looks like we have a lot of work to do in order to prepare for this storm.” Papa Smurf instructed. Right away the smurfs ran around to make sure the village would be secure before the storm hits. Some of the smurfs even checked on the dam to make sure everything would stay in place. Everyone was hard at work, well, except Lazy…and of course Brainy who was standing on his favorite rock giving out lectures and bossing everyone around. When dusk came around, the Smurfs had been able to complete their tasks in time. As the wind started to pick up, the Smurfs scattered to put away the remainder of tools, and berries in the storage houses. Loud thunder crashed and the rain comes pouring down from the heavens like a sheet. Papa Smurf still worried that the river might rise too fast for the dam. He quickly gathered up Hefty, Handy, and Vanity Smurf to check and see if there is any damage that may need immediate attention. As feared, the dam is defiantly showed a great deal of stress with the fast rising of the river. Papa Smurf quickly turns to the others. “Vanity, go warn the other Smurfs of the village. And get as many as you can to come and help stabilize this dam.” Papa Smurf ordered. “Yes, Papa Smurf.” Vanity said as he threw up his hand to touch his forehead like an army cadet would. He then ran as fast as he could back to the village to warn the rest of the villagers. “Hefty, Handy, come with me. We must open the valve to relieve some of the stress on this dam.” Papa again ordered. “Yes Papa Smurf.” Hefty and Handy said in unison. The three of them run as quickly as possible onto the platform. The sound of wood bending due to the stress of the river pushing up against it grew louder as they head for the valve. Handy suddenly slips on a wet patch of the dam, but luckily Hefty was close by to grab his hand. “I got you.” Hefty says as he tightens his grip. Careful, Hefty pulled up his friend to the ledge again. Both of them give a sigh of relief. “Thanks.” Handy says. “You can thank me later. Now lets go help Papa Smurf with the valve.” Hefty said as he got up. The three smurfs pull down on the lever as hard as they could. Finally they were able to make an opening and some of the water is able to seep through. Harder and harder they pulled down in order to make the opening bigger, eventually they were able to make the opening half way. The other smurfs start running up to the dam with tools ready in their hands. Knowing what to do, they all went to work. “The other side …” Papa Smurf shouted over the roar of the water. He knew that the other side of the dam across the riverbed needed to be secured as well. “Go with him,” Hefty told Handy. “But,” Handy began to argue. “Go! It’s ok, I got it.” Hefty assured him. He tightened his grip on the valve before Papa and Handy let go. Papa and Handy make their way to the other side of the dam to investigate the damage that needed the most attention. “Uh oh,” Handy mutters. He instantly notices a crack so big that will no doubt cause the dam to burst at any moment. “Hefty!” He yells out. “Get out of there! The dam is going to burst!” Unfortunately, the noise of the storm’s crashing thunder, and the sound of the water pushing up against the dam was so loud that Hefty hadn't been able to hear Handy’s warning. Papa Smurf in the meanwhile, signals the rest of the smurfs to leave the riverbed. All the smurfs scatter to leave and get to higher ground before it would be too late. Hefty opened his eyes to notice his fellow villagers running out of the riverbed and realized something was wrong. He looked over his shoulder to see Handy trying to warn him about something. Finally he heard him say, “The dam is going to burst! Get out of there!” Hefty finally released the valve and heads towards dry land. But it’s too late. Before he could take two steps the dam crumbled beneath his feet and both he and the dam were swept away. “Hefty!” Handy screamed. The rest of the smurfs stood safely on land as they watched in horror as their comrade was being swept with the current. “I don’t believe it…” Brainy says. For once in his life, he is speechless. “Nooo! Boo hoo, hoo, hoo.” Smurfette began to wail. The Smurflings also don’t know what else to do, but cry. For the rest of the smurfs they start to feel lost, some fall down to the ground feeling a large sense of grief. Papa Smurf too is feeling a sharp pain in his chest. How could this be happening? He began to hang his head in sorrow. .