.Smurfette and the Potion

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Smurfette stood on the tips of her toes to reach the last smurfberry on the bush. She probably had enough of the things for the smurfberry pie she was going to bake, but this one looked special.

It glinted in the sunshine, extra smurfy in her eyes. She was drawn to it, her mouth going all smurfy with anticipation.

After a moment of trying to reach it one handed, she put the basket on the ground. With a vigorous jump, she grabbed it with both hands.

Swinging her little blue feet back and forth, Smurfette tried to yank the berry off the stalk. It bounced under her weight, but didn't come free.

She was trying to think of something else to do when her eye caught something even smurfier. From her new vantage point, she saw a beautiful blue ribbon. It was wrapped around some branches deeper in the smurfberry bush.

That blue was the blue of a sky after a brief summer rain. She and the other Smurfs could give it to Papa Smurf. It could have a million smurfy uses, she just knew it.

"I'll bet he could make his house look soooooo smurfy," she whispered, marking the direction. She dropped to the ground and stepped carefully through the branches of the bush.

The sky passed from view as she worked her way in. The bare branches under the canopy of leaves loomed in the gloom. Just when she started to wonder if she was lost, a breeze ruffled the leaves. Dappled sunlight shone down on the ribbon.

"Oh, hooray!" she called, moving quickly as she could. One end of the ribbon dangled down in front of her face. The rest snaked through the darkness and out of view.

"Well, have to start somewhere," she said, tugging gently on the ribbon. To her surprise, it tugged back. As she watched, the inner branches of the smurfberry bush parted and a large, blue globe rose slowly into the air.

The ribbon she held snaked through the branches to the bottom of the globe, rising up into the sky with it.

"Ooooh, it's so smurfy," she breathed. Then she realized the end of the ribbon was going to go up as well. She let go. At least, she tried to. Her hands would not part from the fabric. Before she could do more than squeak in surprise, she was lifted up and out of the bush. Dangling from the blue globe by the ribbon, she floated off across the forest.

After a moment, she realized that the balloon was making a straight line for Gargamel's castle.

"Uh-oh," she said. "This isn't nearly as smurfy as I thought it was going to be."

Far beneath her, and way, way behind her, Tough Smurf finished weaving a sledge to carry all the smurfberries they'd collected back to the Smurf village. He turned to look for his berry hunting partner.

"Smurfette. SMURFETTE! Now where did she get off to?"

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