I, Clumsy Smurf, love my Elder Papa Smurf. He always takes care of our village. He's nice, caring, and helpful every time I fail to do something since you know I'm just clumsy. The amount of times Papa Smurf has helped me on a daily basis due to my clumsiness makes me appreciate him even more. He's such a beautiful soul I wanna be just like him. Man, why am I talking about Papa Smurf by myself? I need to get out of bed so I can drink some coffee! It seems to be a battle to get out of bed as it just feels so soft but oh man this coffee I really need it. It motivated me to get out of bed. But oh man my kitchen is a mess that's okay it's not like it would cause problems for me later on. I grab my french vanilla creamer on my shelf to prepare my coffee for flavorless and yumminess. Isn't something missing right now? Did I miss a step in making my coffee? This feeling is haunting me. I wanna let my energy out right now. OH, I forgot to boil some hot water for my coffee. Whoops I'm just a clumsy man. I grab the pot and fill it up with water and lay it on top of the stove to boil. A few minutes later it was steaming hot! I just want to touch it. It looks so fun and bubbly. I like bubbles. I pour the water on a glass of nothing yet and put some coffee and french vanilla creamer on it. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I accidentally poured hot steaming creamy water on my hand and I AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA spilled my coffee on the floor causing a huge mess. I'm just too lazy to clean it up. I'll just do it later hopefully this doesn't cause anything bad later on! I hear 3 pounding knocks on my door. My gut tells me not to open it. I feel a wave of anger through the air that gives me tingles through my toes. I walk to the door with tingles in my toes and I look through the hole. OH, it's just Papa Smurf! Goodness, why was I so scared? Maybe I just gotta poop or something. I open the door. "Papa Smurf, why are you here?" he told me back "I just wanted to see how you were doing" man Papa Smurf is so nice wanting to see how I'm doing I told you man he's the best daddy around. Papa Smurf looked like he needed a coffee so I asked him " you want a coffee" he said "yes please" me and he started to walk toward the kitchen when I look behind myself Papa Smurf seemed to be looking at my wall. I don't know why but I guess he's just zoning out. When I reach the kitchen the huge puddle on the floor causes me to lose my balance and swiftly fall on my back. That's when papa smurf reaches his pants revealing a dagger so big I've never seen something that compares to that size. It's bigger than mine in the kitchen. I SCREAM "STOP PAPA SMURF STOP" I get stabbed it gets deeper and deeper i can feel the knife. Penetrating my guts I hear the gushiness of my chest, my bones turning to pieces. The last thing I saw before I lost all my blood was the smile of papa smurf.
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The Murder of Clumsy Smurf
FanfictionClumseys Greatful day turned into shear terror