"I'm tiiiirrred…" Brainy whined. Gutsy gritted his teeth, massaging the side of his head in agitation. It had only been ten minutes since they'd left their campsite, and Brainy had not stopped talking. The spectacled smurfling complained more than Grouchy; and that was quite a feat.
"I know you're tired; I heard you the last twenty smurfin' times you said it!"
"I've only said it seven times!"
"Then why are ya still sayin' it?!"
"…I dunno…"
"Well smurf it already! We're not gonna find the others any faster with you complainin' the whole way."
"We wouldn't have to find our way if you hadn't smurfed off in the first place! And do you even know where you're going?"
"You're not gonna let that go, are ya? And of course I do, have a little faith."
Brainy gave him a skeptical glare, but shrugged with a sigh. "Papa's gonna kill us…"
"Bah, don't worry about that; just try to have a smurfy time."
"How can I have a smurfy time in a forest full of animals that wanna eat me?!" Brainy exclaimed. Gutsy rolled his eyes, but kept silent as they trekked on. The morning sunwas warming up the forest, and the birds were whistling and tweeting to fill the silence. Thankfully Brainy was quiet long enough for Gutsy to actually hear them, and let out a content sigh as a smile crossed his face.
"Ah, nothin' like the great outdoors, eh?"
"I guess it's pretty smurfy out here, even with all the wild animals and-"
"Don't start!" Gutsy snapped. Brainy instantly quieted, and continued looking around at the flora and fauna of the woods. After a couple minutes, the twosome came to a stop beside a large river.
"Um…I'm pretty sure there was no river when we smurfed away from the group yesterday." Brainy stated.
"We're takin' the scenic route." Gutsy announced nonchalantly. Brainy stared at him for a moment, completely silent in shock, before shouting.
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE WE'RE GOING?!"
"I didn't necesmurfilly say that…"
Brainy groaned as he sank to the ground and leaned against a rock. Why, why did he have to follow Gutsy yesterday? He should've KNOWN it wouldn't end smurfily. Gutsy watched him, before rolling his eyes and sitting across from him.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, we'll smurf our way back to the others."
"Smurf up, I don't wanna hear anything from you! All you've done is gotten us more lost than we were yesterday!"
"And what have you done ta help?! I've been doing everything while you smurfed on and on about your achin' feet, your stomach, how everything's my fault, why don't ya try doin' something for a change?!"
"Fine, I will! I'M gonna go smurf something to eat!"
"Me too, we'll see who smurfs the most food, and meet up back here."
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
With that, the two Smurflings split up, and marched off into the forest.
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Brainy panted as he limped out of the forest, a thin branch of berries hanging from his hand. As he approached the rock where he and Gutsy were to meet by, he saw the Smurfling leaning against it, with a large pile of dark purple berries resting on a leaf.
"So, how'd it go?" He asked with a smug grin.
"I took these from an angry squirrel; wanna try one and see if they're poisonous?" Brainy retorted. The kilt wearing Smurfling snickered as he took one of the berries from his pile and tossed it into his mouth. Brainy trudged over and flopped down across from him, took one, and idly rolled between his fingers.
Suddenly, he examined it closer, frowning a little, before asking, "Gutsy, where'd you smurf these up at?"
"A little ways down the river, why?" He replied, popping another in.
"These are smurflock berries."
"So?"
"They're extremely poisonous."
Gutsy gagged, and spit out what he'd been chewing, wiping at his tongue furiously.
"P-Poisonous? Ya sure?"
"Yep, read it in a book."
Gutsy stammered for a few seconds, before clearing his throat.
"Um, figuratively speakin'...how bad would it be if some smurf ate, say...two or three?"
Brainy shook his head with a sigh. "They're fatal if you eat at least five or more; two or three...you'll probably just have a very unsmurfy stomach ache, and get a fever for a few days."
Gutsy groaned as he leaned against the rock.
"Fan-smurfin'-tastic..."
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Papa looked up worriedly as two smurflings walked up to him.
"Any sign of them Tracker?"
"No Papa, me and Daredevil smurfed all over." Tracker replied as Daredevil gave a shrug. Papa gave a sigh, shaking his head and looking into the forest.
"It's not like them to wander off...well, Gutsy maybe, but Brainy always makes sure to smurf in the vicinity I give him."
"I'm sure they're fine, Papa Smurf; Gutsy can take care'a 'imself, and Brainy...I'm certain he knows enough to smurf outta trouble." Daredevil stated. Papa smiled at the two smurflings, and patted their heads.
"You're probably right; I'm sure they're doing just fine."
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Brainy flinched as Gutsy heaved his meager lunch into the river. The kilted smurfling was already exhibiting signs of poisoning; slight fever, throwing up, and wooziness. Having finished, Gutsy leaned back, and collapsed against the rock with a miserable moan.
"How're you feeling?" the bespectacled Smurfling asked. Gutsy looked at him irritably, glowering as if to say "How do you think?!"
"That book of yours say how ta make this go away?"
"No, it just said to drink a lot of water, lay down, and wait it out."
Gutsy rolled his eyes as he muttered, "Smurfin' book..."
"Hey, my 'smurfin' book' saved your life! If I hadn't warned you, you'd be stone cold smurfed!" Brainy snapped. Gutsy only scoffed, before shuddering violently.
"Cripes, this chill's gettin' worse..."
"I could light a fire, or get some leaves to make a blanket."
"Sure, you know best and all..."
Brainy smirked a little, pleased with the comment, before going to gather twigs and leaves for the fire. A few minutes later, a small fire was lit, and the two smurflings were huddled around it with two large fern leaves over their shoulders.
"I don't think it would be wise to keep moving, so we should probably smurf here until you're better."
Gutsy hmphed, and pulled the leaf tighter as he shuddered.
"Aye...Brainy, listen I..." He paused, before sighing and continuing.
"I'm sorry about all this...I didn't mean for us to smurf so far off the track. I just wanted to have a little fun is all."
Brainy glanced at him, before giving a small shrug.
"It's okay; you usually wind up smurfing us into trouble anyway. At least this time around it was kinda fun."
Gutsy chuckled, before shuffling closer to the fire. Brainy observed him for a moment, then got up and walked over to him, and sat beside him. Gutsy gave him a weird look as he scooted closer.
"If we share body heat, it might keep you comfortable."
"You being this close to me is NOT comfortable..."
"Either that or you stay cold the rest of the night."
Gutsy sighed, looking away, before muttering, "Fine, but no smurf ever hears of this..."
"I know, I know..."
As night fell, the two smurflings fell into slumber; before doing so, Brainy had looked up at the moon, and murmured, "Goodnight Papa Smurf..."
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After checking on all his smurflings, Papa went into his tent and prepared for bed himself. As he closed the flap, he glanced up at the full moon and murmured,
"Goodnight Gutsy, Brainy...I hope you're both alright."
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Man, I want to finish this, but it just gets so long that I have to stop. I have a pretty good idea of how this is ending, so hopefully I'll get it done sometime this weekend, amongst the quiz and test I have to do. Duel credit classes are FUN...
So tell me what you think!