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Coco blinked as she stared up at the huge world, her huge world . “Whose idea was this again?”
Grouchy huffed, “I said we should have let him go, but. No one listens to me.”
The Smurfs looked back at how they got into this scenario.
The day had started like usual. Coco had been relaxing in Smurf’s village for the weekend. She and Smurfette had breakfast and then entertained themselves for the rest of the day. Currently, the entertainment was arm wrestling, which, with her inhuman strength, Coco was winning at. Except for Hefty, they both didn’t even attempt to try with each other. Smurfette giggled as Coco pinned Gutsy’s arm again in the arm wrestling match. “Gutsy, you’re gonna lose, just give up!“
Gutsy huffed, and Smurfette walked over and sat across from Coco, “You and me, sis, let’s go~”
“Aww, but I don’t wanna hurt my big sis- bet you’re on.” Coco laughed, grabbing Smurfette’s hand and pushing.
Smurfette watched Coco’s tactic for a bit. Coco had almost pinned her arm, but then she shot one hand out and tickled her rib. Coco curled in on herself, giggling, and Smurfette pinned her arm. "Boom!”
Coco spoke between giggles, “c-cheater! Hahahahah”
“It is not cheating,” Smurfette smiled, “I won fair and square.”
“People, People!” Vanity’s voice cut through the town square, and Smurfette and Coco shared a look. “It is time to practice for the blue moon festival!”
“Duty calls.” Smurfette smiled. “Are you sure you don’t want to join me in dancing?”
“I am not getting thrown in the air, not in a million years!” Coco shook her head.
“Oh well, suit yourself!” Smurfette shrugged as the two followed Vanity to the stage.
“It would be easier if you joined in,” Vanity huffed, “You at least listen to me.”
Coco furrowed her brows, “When do I listen to you?”
“… good point.” Vanity sighed, “though it would be easier if the others just appreciated my vision!”
Smurfette smiled sympathetically while Coco rolled her eyes fondly, “It’ll be ok, this year will go off Smurfily as always!”
“I wish I had your optimism,” Coco muttered. Smurfette beamed at her, and Vantiy wrapped an arm around her shoulder. The three finally arrived at the bridge where Grouchy and Gutsy were standing. Coco giggled, “Are you two security?”
“Aye, lass!” Gutsy smirked, “We are here to keep things smurfing smoothly!”
Vanity and Smurfette slipped past the two to get to the stage, and Coco frowned, “So who are you keeping out?”
Grouchy crossed his arms, “A few people; Clumsy-“
Coco crossed her own arms, mirroring Grouchy’s stance, “That’s just plain mean!”
Gutsy stared between the two; he had to admit that out of everyone he expected Coco to befriend, Grouchy was last on the list. He figured Farmer would be the obvious choice since the two shared so many similarities, but somehow she had managed to make Grouchy tolerate her but also view her as a little sister. He had to admit, he was impressed. However, that also brought them to the impasse they were at now. Grouchy raised a brow, “Clumsy is not the only one on the ‘Do not let in’ list.”
“Who else?” Coco asked with a raised brow of her own, and Gutsy tried not to laugh as the eleven-year-old and one-hundred-and fourteen-year-old had a glaring match. The age thing was weird at first, but they were getting used to calling Coco her age and just translating the Smurf ages for her.
“Conspiracy, Paranoid-” Gutsy started listing before Coco scoffed.
“Ugh, please,” Coco rolled her eyes, “Anyone not a total jerk?”
“Scaredy,” Gutsy offered, and Coco sighed.
“So the only people excluded are two jerks, Scaredy, who doesn’t even like this thing, and Clumsy. The one smurf who wants to be here.” Coco frowned, “That’s really mean.”
“It’s just to keep people safe, lass,” Gutsy soothed.
“We don’t want Vanity to get all smurfed, do we?” Grouchy asked, and Coco sighed.
“I guess not.” Coco sat down on a bench beside them and grabbed her sketch book.
“You don’t want to go flying like your sister?” Grouchy leaned against the post of the fence, smirking at Coco’s unimpressed look.
“I do not. I don’t want to be mean, but-” She leaned in and whispered exaggeratedly, “-I don’t trust the other smurfs to catch me!”
Gutsy laughed, and even Grouchy snickered as Coco looked downright appalled at the idea. Gutsy shrugged, “Fair enough.”
Coco leaned back on the bench as she began drawing, and the sounds of music started up. She watched everyone dance and giggled when she saw Vanity staring at himself in the mirror. The dancing was good, and she did see Grouchy and Gutsy subtly shake their heads when Conspiracy and Paranoid glanced their way. They rolled their eyes and kept walking, which she preferred. She chuckled as Smurfette was thrown into the air again, working on her sketch of a mushroom, taking inspiration from the houses surrounding her. She rolled her eyes as she saw Clumsy argue with Grouchy and Gutsy, and sighed when she saw Brainy walking up.
Brainy pushed his glasses up on his nose, “Clearly, you two lack the verbal skills required to explain this predicament succinctly.”
Coco scrunched her nose up. She was smart, and even she thought Brainy was being a try-hard. Grouchy shook his head and sighed, “Here we go.
“You see, Clumsy,” Brainy continued, “The other smurfs don’t want to dance with you, for fear of what are politely called ‘fractures’.”
“Aw, how could anybody think that?” Clumsy threw his hands up, and Coco let out a hiss as Gutsy and Grouchy grabbed their noses.
“Oh, that’s going to leave a big blue bruise!” Brainy laughed, and Coco saw the exact moment the two decided on their plan. A second later, Brainy was flying through the air, crashing into the rest of the Smurfs on stage, and Clumsy was running to Papas.
“Oh come on, this is dancing, not dominoes! Ahh, the worry line!” Vanity’s shrill voice cut through the air. This was going to be a long day.
“Stop moving,” Coco hissed as she held the ice pack to Grouchy’s face. Vanity stood beside her, helping Gutsy with his injury. Smurfette had left to see if Papa had any first aid supplies to help out.
“I got it!” Grouchy snapped.
“At least he didn’t break your nose,” Vanity hummed, “that would be hard to fix.”
“Thank you, Vanity, for your help.” Grouchy rolled his eyes and took the ice pack from Coco. “See, this is why we said no Clumsy!”
Coco was silent as she sat by Gutsy, and Vanity sighed as he glanced at her. He gave a pointed glare to Grouchy, “Well, people smurf mistakes sometimes, everything will be ok.”
Coco nodded and leaned back, “Yeah… once everyone heals, you guys can practice again.”
“No more dominoes?” Gutsy joked, and Coco laughed and shook her head. The four had fallen into idle conversation before they heard it. The cold cackle made all the joy leave the atmosphere. A shadow had fallen over the village, and they looked up to see none other than Gargamel.
“Hello, Smurfs.” Gargamel cackled as he stomped through the village, destroying buildings and decorations alike.
“Smurf for your lives!” Vanity exclaimed, and everyone darted in different directions. Coco’s bag lay forgotten at the bench as Coco rushed through the town square. Gutsy had distracted Azrael, and Coco could hear his teasing through the village.
“Da, there you go, you nasty cat!” Gutsy laughed as he ran.
Coco spun around as Smurfette grabbed her shoulder. The two locked hands and ran towards Papa’s cottage, pausing when they heard the conversation.
“Your primitive defenses are useless against me,” Gargamel mocked, “I laugh at them. Ha-ha- Hey!”
Coco inhaled as a large log slammed into Gargamel’s side, throwing him back a few feet. Papa gave a satisfied grin, “How’s that for primitive, Gargamel?”
“Papa, over here!” Smurfette shouted, and Papa rushed over.
“Come on, we have to get to the forest.” He explained, ushering both girls in front of him.
The three caught up with the other Smurfs and were following the group before Smurfette stopped and gasped, “Clumsy! You’re going the wrong way!”
“He’s going to the forbidden falls!” Brainy skidded to a stop beside her, Grouchy and Gutsy pausing behind them.
“With the blue moon coming?” Grouchy moaned.
“Quickly, smurfs,” Papa pushed forward, “Stop him!”
And so the six took after Clumsy, they passed under signs that read Forbidden Grotto, Certain Death, We mean it! . Gutsy groaning the whole way, “Unbelievable! The one time we want him to trip, and he’s running perfectly!”
“Clumsy!” All their voices seemed to blend together as they called for him.
The passed under a sign that said Agony Ahead, and Groucy raised his hands, “Anybody reading these signs?”
“They aren’t good,” Coco agreed, “I don’t see how he can’t hear us.”
The group stopped at the entrance of the forbidden grotto. Grouchy crossed his arms, “Looks like we’re down to 99 smurfs.”
The others continued on, and Coco and Grouchy groaned, following. Coco huffed as she slid to a stop in front of the falls, “Is he not looking??”
“Clumsy!” The group called again, and Clumsy turned just in time to look at them as he tumbled off the edge of the cliff. The rest of the group caught up and glanced down to see Clumsy holding on to a branch.
Grouchy shook his head and turned, “Well, we tried, let’s go.”
Coco elbowed him sharply, and Gutsy called out, “Hold on, lad, we’ll form a smurf bridge to git ya!”
A few moments later, everyone was holding hands, trying to lower themselves down to grab Clumsy. Brainy decided to speak, “Pardon me, but this is not a smurf bridge, it is clearly a-”
“Smurf it brainy!” Everyone shouted, with the exception of Coco, who shouted, “Shut up!”
“The blue moon…” Smurfette gasped, and Coco followed her gaze to the light drifting in through the cave wall. The blue moon had risen, and it was unlike anything she had ever seen before. It was actually blue for crying out loud. A hole opened up in the waterfall, and they all stared. “What’s happening, Papa?”
“Oh no,” Papa muttered and began pulling harder.
“Woah, look out for the hole!” Grouchy exclaimed, and the hole in the waterfall was growing.
“Uh, it’s more of a vortex or portal,” Brainy said, and grouchy groaned.
“Smurf up! It’s a hole!” He hissed. Papa grunted under the weight of his kids. He could see Clumsy slipping, and he was trying so hard to pull them back to safety. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough; one by one, the smurfs began slipping until he was the only one standing on solid ground. He felt the ground give out from underneath him, and just as he felt himself flying through the air, he grabbed hold of a stick. Papa looked up, and his blood ran cold as he saw Gargamel.
“Seems like you got the short end of the stick, eh, Papa?” Gargamel sneered. He began pulling the Smurfs closer. Papa glanced around for any escape, any way to get out of this, but he saw none. Gargamel hissed, “Now you belong to me!”
Papa glanced back and saw his smurfs, his kids . He stared at each of their faces, and he paused at Smurfette’s. She was terrified . He knew right then what he had to do. “Not this time, Gargamel!”
And he let go.
Landing on the rock, the group groaned. Grouchy was at the bottom of the pile, and he began pushing the others off him. He stared at Gutsy, “What’s wrong with you?”
“That was great!” Gutsy exclaimed with a laugh, “Let’s have another go!”
“Are you smurfed?” Grouchy gaped at him, “We almost died!”
“We aren’t even wet,” Smurfette said, rubbing her dress between her fingers.
“What part of the enchanted forest is this? According to my calculations-” Brainy was cut off by a giant, slimy piece of pizza hitting him in the face, “ewww.”
“Uh,” Smurfette stood and held Coco’s arm, “I don’t think we’re in Smurf village anymore.”
“Uh, Smurfs,” Clumsy called from atop a large rock, “You may want to take a look at this.”
“What is it?” Gutsy asked as he started climbing.
“Why are we listening to him?” Grouchy muttered, “He just got us sucked through a giant hole.”
“It’s not a hole, it’s a vortex,” Brainy muttered quickly.
“Would you let it go?” Coco rolled her eyes, “It was a magic hole.”
Grouchy grumbled as he was the last to start climbing, “Can’t we just go around the giant rock?”
When no one replied, he climbed up, and the sight took his breath away. Buildings towered over them in every direction, made of metal instead of mushrooms. Cars honked and sirens sounded out. Smurfette’s jaw dropped, “Oh. My. Smurf.”
“Where the smurf are we?” Grouchy grumbled.
“Up the smurfin creek without a paddle,” Gutsy muttered, “That’s where.”
“We’re in my world…” Coco gasped, and the others turned to her.
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“Your world?” Gutsy questioned, “How can ye tell lass?”
“The giant man-made structures, for one.” Coco pointed out, “and the humans.”
They followed Coco's finger as she pointed out other humans. Brainy furrowed his brows as he glanced between the humans and Coco, “You’re a lot smaller than them.”
“Yeah,” Coco shrugged, “we have a spell that makes me smurf-sized so I can fit in the village. I also was able to make other people my size before.”
“Fascinating,” Brainy adjusted his glasses, “how?”
Coco went to speak, and Grochy cut in, “Maybe we save the hows and whys for when we’re back home! Coco, you said this was your world?”
“Yeah,” Coco nodded.
“Call your brothers!” Grouchy exclaimed, “They can get us home.”
“…” Coco froze, and Grouchy sighed.
“What is it?” He asked.
“I don’t have my phone… or my bag,” Coco admitted, staring at the ground.
“How do you forget a bag that has everything you need in it?” Grouchy growled.
“I was running for my life,” Coco yelled back, “Excuse me for running!”
“Kids,” Papa gave them both a stern look, and Grouchy and Coco both looked chastened. “Let’s just wait here until the portal opens back up, and then we can get home.”
Coco nodded, and Grouchy looked appeased. Smurfette continued staring at the buildings, “I can’t believe how big your village is…”
“Well, not entirely my village,” Coco replied, “I’m from Kentucky. You’ve seen my house. We don’t have neighbors there. I don’t know which city we are in, let alone which state.”
“Well, at least they're not coming after us,” Brainy offered as Coco furrowed her brows at her surroundings.
“Oh yeah, relief.” Grouchy rolled his eyes.
Just then, the sound of meowing caught their attention, and they saw Azaerel come flying through the portal. Coco stared at Brainy, “You just had to say something, didn’t you?”
“That was a statistical improbability!” Brainy exclaimed.
“You’re a statistical improbability!” Coco shouted.
“That doesn’t-” Brainy stammered, “-That doesn’t even make sense!”
Coco stuck her tongue out at him, and Papa raised his hand, “That’s enough, come on, let’s get away from the falls”.
“But the portal?” Coco asked as she ran, following Papa.
“We’ll circle back,” Papa explained calmly, “once it’s safe.”
“Guys, come on!” Smurfette exclaimed, and they all rushed up towards a building, planning to circle back to the waterfall.
“Uh, Papa,” Brainy asked as he stared at the waterfall, now without a portal, “How do we get home without the portal?”
Papa took a deep breath, “I’m sure the blue moon will rise tonight, and the portal will open. Then, we’ll be safe and sound with the whole family again back in the village.”
“I can’t wait,” Smurfette exclaimed.
“I miss them already,” Clumsy added.
“All right,” Papa chuckled, “let’s build a shelter before dark.”
“Aye, let’s get smurfin’!” Gutsy exclaimed.
Grouchy groaned, “Alright, but I’m not happy about it!”
Before anyone could argue, they were interrupted by a loud hiss, and turned just in time to see Azrael pounce at them. They all scattered again, and Smurfette exclaimed, “Smurf to the trees!”
The group started climbing, and Brainy called out directions. Gutsy hissed, “Move it! Hurry!”
Azrael leaped to bite Smurfette, and she let out a yelp as he grabbed her hair. Pap reached for her, crying out with worry, “Smurfette!”
“Ow,” Smurfette shrieked, and began kicking at Azrael, “Let go! Stupid Cat!”
As Smurfette reached safety, Papa held her shoulder, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Smurfette replied, slightly out of breath.
“Way to go, Smurfette!” Clumsy exclaimed, and Coco let out a gasp as she saw he still wasn’t in the tree. She wasn’t the only one who noticed. Azrael turned and began to chase Clumsy. “Oh no!”
“Take one for the team, Clumsy!” Grouchy called, ignoring the looks from everyone else. Coco watched as he climbed a bench and onto a box, only to fall in. As Azrael was trying to reach into the box, a large human appeared, and he shooed the cat before placing another box on top of the box Clumsy was in.
“Oh, Clumsy,” Gutsy groaned.
Coco stared at the box Clumsy was in, “Well. He’s gone.”
“Coco!” Smurfette lightly tapped her arm, “Don’t say that!”
“He’s in a box and we’re three inches tall!” Coco refuted, “How do we get out of this one?”
Papa watched as the man lifted the boxes into a taxicab, and he beckoned the kids to follow, “Quickly to the mechanical wagon!”
“Uh, it’s a car,” Coco offered as they climbed through the trees.
“Welcome to my world,” Brainy muttered.
“Can’t we go around the giant tree?” Grouchy huffed as the group followed the cab, climbing onto the metal scaffolding. Gutsy led them, balancing perfectly across the beam.
“I’m getting too old for this,” Papa muttered as they rushed across the thin beams.
“Oh, slow down!” Brainy complained as he slipped. Papa caught him and held his wrist as he walked in front of Brainy.
“Be careful, Brainy!” He warned before he let go and ran ahead with Smurfette to try to catch the cab.
“How do we get into the car?” Coco asked, and Gutsy grabbed her shoulder.
“We jump!” He exclaimed, grabbing her and Grouchy’s hands.
“What!?” Coco screeched.
“Don’t look down,” Papa ordered as he grabbed Smurfette and Brainy’s hands.
“Hurry!” Smurfette worried.
“A jump from this height will knock the blue out of-” Brainy was cut off as Papa jumped, pulling Brainy and Smurfette with him. Gutsy did the same with Grouchy and Coco. “-AHhH!”
“Oh my hip-” Papa grumbled as he tried to stand on the moving car.
“Gargamel!” Smurfette shouted, pointing at the wizard who was chasing the car. Coco wrapped her arms around Smurfette, holding onto her.
“Oh no,” Grouchy muttered as he stood.
“Oh dear,” Gutsy whispered, helping Brainy and Papa to their feet.
“Stop that carriage!” Gargamel screamed as he chased them.
Grouchy pounded his fists on the roof of the cab, “Go faster!”
The cab suddenly stopped, and they all watched as Gargamel slammed into the back window, knocking himself down. Coco and Sumrfette laughed with glee as Gutsy whooped. “You’ve had that coming for about thirty years!”
As the cab started back up again, they all tried to remain balanced. Smurfette gasped as she looked around. “Look at that! Castles and palaces everywhere!“
“We’re in New York!” Coco gasped, and everyone turned to her. Excitedly, she hit Papa's arm. “This is where Splinter and the boys live!”
“Are you sure, dear?” Papa grabbed her hand and held it. "From what I hear, the human world is a very big place.”
“I’m sure! Look at the buildings!” Coco pointed them out, reaching forward as Grouchy and Papa grabbed her waist to hold her back, “I know where we are!”
“Can you get us to Splinter?” Grouchy asked with a raised brow. "It would make things easier if we could get to him.”
Coco frowned and suddenly stopped moving, “No… I haven’t memorized the subway lines or anything yet… I always said I’d do it later if I stayed here permanently.”
Smurfette hugged her, “That’s ok! We’re still together! This village is amazing, Papa!”
“Yes,” Papa agreed, “And very dangerous. Until we rescue Clumsy and get back home, I need everyone to do exactly what I say and stay close! Can you do that?”
“Okay, Papa,” Smurfette smiled, “If you say so!”
“We promise,” Grouchy assured him, though he kept glancing at the billboards.
“Smurf’s honor!” Brainy held up a hand.
“Aye,” Gutsy nodded, “You can count on us, Papa.”
Papa nodded and then glanced at Coco, who had yet to respond. She was staring at the buildings. “Coco?”
Coco startled and turned towards Papa, “Huh?”
“Can you promise to stay close and do as I say?” He repeated and caught her gaze so she wouldn’t get distracted.
“Of course,” Coco smiled, and Smurfette held her tight as she tried to get closer to the edge of the cab.
Papa patted both of their heads. “We will get through this; we just have to rescue Clumsy, then we can get home.”
“I don’t know if we can, Papa,” Coco groaned, “The homes in New York are huge, it would take forever to try and find someone here.”
“Well, we are going to try,” Papa said, and the group rode in silence until they reached the apartment, observing the sights of New York City.
“I guess this is our stop,” Papa muttered, gently shaking Coco from where she had fallen asleep, “Let’s go.”
“Yay, we get to climb another tree!” Smurfette exclaimed.
“Yay,” Grouchy mumbled, sarcastically.
They shimmied into a tree before the car pulled off and took a breath. They watched as the man carried the boxes inside the building. Smurfette frowned, “Oh, I hope Clumsy can breathe in there.”
The sun had set, and darkness surrounded them; the only lights came from the apartment building, which seemed to stretch forever, as the smurfs craned their necks up to look at it. It was seven stories high with multiple windows on each floor. Grouchy let out a whistle. “How are we supposed to find Clumsy in there?”
“I don’t want to be the one to do this,” Coco patted Grouchy’s shoulder, “but I told y’all so.”
Chapter 3
Summary:
They continue their search, and Coco has a few new plans.
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“So…” Coco stared at the building, “How do we find him?”
“I could make a formula-” Brainy began, but Smurfette interrupted him.
“Brainy!” Smurfette hissed.
“No, wait. I kind of want to hear his plan,” Coco said, raising her hand, which Papa grabbed gently.
“We will look through every window!” Papa exclaimed, and Coco’s eyebrows raised into her hairline.
“Me? I don’t do windows.” Grouchy grumbled, and Coco stared at Papa.
“There's like seven floors there!” She pointed at the building. “That’s impossible! And that’s only one side! There's a back to the building, we can’t just search every window. Not like this, we are way too small!”
“Do you have a better plan?” Smurfette asked, crossing her arms, “We have to get Clumsy and get home.”
“Well, he went up, so we know he isn’t on the ground floor…” Coco muttered, staring at the building.
“Perhaps we start with even numbers, then move on to the odds,” Brainy added, pointing at the windows. “We can split up, and each of us can take two or so windows before going up a row.”
Gutsy nodded, “Aye, I’ll start at the top!”
The group began searching, ignoring Coco and Grouchy's groaning after about thirty minutes. Smurfette rolled her eyes fondly whenever Coco dragged her feet and hissed. After another thirty minutes, Coco muttered, “We’re never finding him.”
“Don’t say that,” Smurfette said, resting on a windowsill beside her. Glancing up at the moon, she said, “At least we have light.”
Brainy glanced up at the moon and winced, “Papa, I am familiar with nearly four hundred shades of blue, and that moon is not one of them!”
“Stay calm,” Papa soothed. "If the portal opens once, it can open again.”
“How can we open a portal if we can’t even find clumsy?” Grouchy grumbled.
“We will find Clumsy!” Smurfette interrupted, “Don’t even think otherwise!”
“Hey,” Gutsy called out from somewhere near the top, “I think I see something! Clumsy, is that you?”
The rest of the group climbed up to the windowsill and stared through it at the boxes. Coco tilted her head, “That’s the same box…”
“What are the chances it’s some other human working with that company?” Grouchy asked with a scoff.
“In New York?” Coco shook her head, “Low. There are so many people. Two of them working at the same company and living in the same building? That would be wild.”
“Let’s go in and get Clumsy!” Smurfette exclaimed, rushing to an open window.
“Who just leaves a window open?” Coco blinked and turned to Grouchy, “In the city? That’s just asking to get robbed.”
“You leave your window open,” Smurfette reminded Coco as they crawled in.
“I live in the country,” Coco rebutted as the group tiptoed to the box, “My only neighbors are horses and cows. They don’t try to steal things.”
“Except those pumpkins you tried to grow,” Smurfette muttered, and Coco elbowed her. Gutsy had started climbing towards the box, and Grouchy watched Coco and Smurfette argue.
“They did grow!” Coco hissed before Papa turned to them.
“Shh,” He whispered, “We don’t want to get caught, let’s just get Clumsy and get out.”
Gutsy groaned as he opened the box, “Ye have got to be kidding me.”
Coco and Smurfette climbed quickly and gasped as they saw the box full of everything, but Clumsy. Smurfette stared at the box, “What happened to Clumsy?”
Grouchy crossed his arms, “They probably ate him.”
“Or sent him to a lab for testing,” Coco added, missing the bewildered look Smurfette sent her way.
“Oh well, let’s go home!” Grouchy turned to step off the table but was stopped by Papa’s hand on his shoulder.
Before Grouchy could complain, he heard the footsteps echoing through the hall and was pushed into the box by Papa, “Hide! Dive! Dive!”
The box they were in grew very dark, and suddenly, the group was airborne. Coco grabbed onto Grouchy, who stumbled trying to keep his balance. The walk was rough, and when they were placed on a table, Coco braced herself, “This… Not good…”
The group turned as they heard a panicked shriek followed by a familiar yelp. Papa glanced to the edge of the box, “That’s Clumsy!”
“Charge Smurfs Charge!” Gutsy ordered, and what happened next was a blur.
A large man stood above the box, and everyone screamed before Gutsy jumped up with purpose. Coco barely had time to blink before he was wrestling him to the ground, the box tumbled, and everyone rolled out in different directions. Smurfette pulled Coco after her, “Clumsy! We’re coming!”
“Can you hear us!” Coco didn’t know who had yelled that, so she pulled Smurfette back as an umbrella flew by. She glanced up at the man swinging the umbrella.
“Get back to the sewers!” He hissed and groaned as he hit himself on the head, and Gutsy jumped around his head.
Coco stared up at the giant human, wishing she had made the rest of them big, and blinked slowly. She whispered to Smurfette, “I have a plan. What if we just… teleport out of here?”
“Can you get all of us out?” Smurfette asked, turning to her slightly.
“I can get us out,” Coco offered, pulling her in another direction and running.
“We aren’t leaving the others!” Smurfette hissed as they ran down a long hallway.
“Ok, hear me out, alternate plan, I teleport the humans-” Coco panted as they ran. It sucked being small.
“No teleporting!” Smurfette yelped as they ran into another giant human, a woman this time.
“Aw dang it.” Coco groaned and then smiled when Clumsy waved, “Clumsy!”
“You’re safe!” Smurfette exclaimed.
“Are these your friends?” The woman asked Clumsy softly.
“Yes! Smurfette and Coco!” He pointed enthusiastically as Brainy, Grouchy, and Papa finally caught up to them.
“Clumsy there you are!” Brainy shouted.
“Thank goodness you’re okay!” Papa sighed in relief.
“Grace!” The giant human yelled again, “We’re being attacked! Do not be fooled by their cuteness!”
The rest of the group made their way back to the living room, and the woman, Grace, cradled Clumsy, “It’s okay! They’re friendly…”
Grace stared down at her husband, who was somehow tied up and on the floor. Gutsy smirked, “Yer lucky yer lassie stepped in. I was aboot to make haggis with yer innards.”
The man dropped his head to the floor, and Smurfette elbowed Coco as she laughed.
“Can you summon James?” Smurfette asked, as she and Coco lay curled together on a couch cushion. They had all taken up space on the couch, agreeing to try and rest so they could face tomorrow with a clear head.
“Not like this,” Coco sighed, “When I’m this little in the human world, it takes most of my energy to stay this way.”
“Could you get big and just… take us in your pocket?” Clumsy offered, and Papa cleared his throat.
“We are not sending Coco out in New York City alone at night, let alone if she’s human-sized or not.” Papa shook his head, “She’s eleven.”
“He has a point,” Coco shrugged, “I don’t even wander alone at home, let alone a big city.”
“Well, there goes that plan,” Grouchy muttered.
“Where’s your phone?” Coco asked Papa, the moonlight illuminating the room.
“It’s dead,” he sighed, “I didn’t think to charge it.”
“We need a phone charger,” Coco sighed.
“We need a stargazer,” Brainy amended.
“We need to go home,” Smurfette whispered.
“How… how will mom and James know I’m here?” Coco asked, staring at Papa with watering eyes.
“I’m sure everything will be ok,” Papa assured her, moving to sit beside Smurfette and reaching over to pat her hair. “We will get through this.”
“I have a new plan,” Coco mumbled, staring into the darkness.
“No more plans.” Smurfette groaned.
“Your plans aren’t working,” Grouchy muttered.
“Let’s leave the rest of the plans for the morning, dear.” Papa offered calmly.
“We need to be big,” Coco pouted as she leaned against Smurfette, “That would give us a boost.”
“Can you do that?” Grouchy asked, “Make us big and have enough energy to keep us that way?”
“I could make you big for a bit,” Coco nodded before frowning, “But I don’t know how to make you not blue.”
“Something tells me that may be an issue in this world,” Brainy added.
“James knows how.” Coco pouted, “If I had enough energy, I could summon him, but I don’t.”
“We will find a way,” Papa reassured her, “We always do.”
Coco was silent for a moment, and for a moment Papa thought she had fallen asleep before she spoke again, “New plan, I get big and punch Gargamel.”
“No violence,” Papa’s voice bordered on a groan as he closed his eyes.
“How would that even get us home?” Clumsy asked as he sat up.
“I don’t know, but it would make me feel better,” Coco mumbled.
Smurfette was silent before she perked up, “I’m okay with this plan.”
“No.” Papa groaned, “Kids, please. No planning violent outbursts!”
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