.Smurfette and the Potion | By : keithcompany Category: +S through Z > Smurfs Views: 4948 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Quickly, but silently, the cat padded across the room and jumped to the table. Smurfette's eyes grew wide as her eyes met Azrael's. With an evil grin, he crept closer. He gathered himself and leapt.
"Dag-rabbit!" Gargamel shouted, sweeping his arm down to catch the cat in mid-air. Unnoticed by anyone in the room, his sleeve crossed the spell book and turned several pages as he tossed Azrael down to the floor. "You know better than to eat one of my Smurfs. Before I'm done with it, anyway." Behind him, the pages revealed the 'Command' page. The bookmark slid down to the floor.
The wizard turned back to the book with a humph and continued gathering spell components. "Petals from a budding rose.. A rose? I don't remember a rose." Before he could track the thought down, he saw Azrael sneaking around the back of the table.
"Out!" he shouted, grabbing a broom and sweeping the cat out the door. "If this works, we'll have plenty of Smurfs, enough for me to make gold and for you to eat, alright? Now, what was I looking for?"
"A bottle opener?" Smurfette suggested.
"Right, a bottle open-" he caught himself as he almost picked up a corkscrew. "Nice try, Smurfette, but what I really wanted was a budding rose." He collected more ingredients for a few moments.
Azrael's face appeared in the window behind him. The cat softly pushed on the glass and slowly opened it. A breeze shuffled the book pages yet again. This time, they stopped on the spell named 'Care.' And the illuminated C was almost identical to Command's and Creature's. The sound of the rustling drew the alchemist's attention. His head whipped around to catch Azrael sneaking inside.
The cat froze, then shrugged and withdrew. Gargamel turned back to his spell book. "Raven's feather," he muttered, placing one in the growing pile on the table. "Ladybug's pillow... " Finally, he was ready to start actually making the potion.
He set a cauldron over the fire and started adding components. A thick, purple smoke soon boiled up out of the pot and filled the room.
Gargamel watched it approach, scratching his chin. "Odd," he said. "I don't recall a purple cloud from the last time I-" He stopped talking as he disappeared from view.
Inside her airtight bottle, Smurfette could only see swirls of lavender mist coiling and writhing around her. She turned around and around, but there was nothing else to see.
"I wonder how it smells," she pondered. "It's not blue, so it couldn't be VERY smurfy, but..." Her voice trailed off as something appeared in the murk.
Gargamel's head hove into view, sporting a very strange leer as he gazed down at the female Smurf.
"Well, helllllloooooooooo, there," he said. "Do you come here often?"
"Oh, smurf," she muttered.
He picked up the bottle and sat heavily in his chair. As he did, the clouds started to lower. A thick carpet covered the floor, but left the rest of the room clear.
"You know," he said, "I always thought you were kind of cute, you know." He smiled again, his grizzled cheeks close to the glass. "Why don't you come out of there and we can...get to know one another?"
"Sure," she said. "That'd be smurfy. Can you...?" She pointed up. He glimpsed the stopper.
"Oh, certainly," he said. With a few grunts, he managed to open the bottle. He tipped it over and poured her onto the table. "There," he said. "Now, what shall we talk about?"
"About a mile away!" she said with a smile. Fast as a wink, she jumped from the table and slid down the leg. Once on the floor, she pulled the hem of her skirt back down, turned towards the door.... and paused.
Gargamel swept a large, torn fan back and forth, parting the clouds long enough for him to find her and lower a hand.
She stepped happily into his palm, smiling up at the man. As she looked, the light seemed to glimmer off of his tooth.
"I never noticed," she said happily, "just how...smurfy you are."
"You too, my dear," he assured her. "You, too."
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