Hi I do not own any of this characters I only own y/n, nothing above 18 will happen as this is a kid story and I do not feel comfortable doing so, as I don't know how things work between them. I hope you enjoy
"This story begins in a secret place, hidden deep in a forest a place only a few know about. This is where we live, the Smurfs' Village," said a deep yet gentle voice. As it spoke, the scene shifted to a village nestled within a tree trunk, alive with bustling Smurfs of all kinds and their mushrooms house. "Here, Smurfs do just about everything. Take Jokey, for example," the voice continued.
Just then, a cheerful Smurf appeared, holding a brightly yellow wrapped gift. "Hey! Here’s a present for you!" Jokey grinned mischievously as he handed it over. The insted the other smurf unwrapped it, a burst of glitter exploded in his face, causing Jokey to burst out laughing. Not stopping there, Jokey handed the same Smurf another gift, but this time, as soon as the box opened, a spring-loaded glove popped out, playfully punching the Smurf and sending him flying over another muscular smurf
The muscular Smurf was working out, doing push-ups with just one arm, his other arm folded behind his back. "Ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred," he counted steadily. The voice returned, introducing him"Here’s Hefty." The scene then cut to Hefty transitioning effortlessly to one-finger push-ups, announcing, "Now for the one-finger push-ups! One, two, three..."
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Next, the voice moved on to a Smurf reading a book while riding a peculiar vehicle. "Meet... Nerdy Smurf!" the voice teased, drawing a scowl from the bookish Smurf. "Excuse me?" he said offended " I apologise.Just kidding, Brainy," the voice chuckled.
The voice then shifted focus to a Smurf perched high up in a tree, binoculars in hand, watching the village curiously. "This is Nosey," the voice introduced. It then proceeded to show glimpses of other Smurfs in their daily routines, each unique in personality.
"And then there’s me, Papa Smurf," the deep voice continued. The camera panned to a wise-looking Smurf with a red cap, a twinkle in his eye. "I sort of run this place. But this isn’t a story about me... or Clumsy," he added, as Clumsy stumbled by and tripped. "Or any of the others, really. This is the story of the two girls in our village Y/N and Smurfette."
"Hi!" Y/N said with a bright smile, waving to everyone. "Hi, Y/N and Smurfette! Howdy do?" another Smurf responded, greeting them cheerfully. "Hey, guys!" Y/N and Smurfette said in unison, waving back with warm smiles.
Papa Smurf's voice took on a serious tone as he continued, "But there’s something unique about Y/N and Smurfette. They weren’t born here like the rest of us. They were created by the evil wizard Gargamel. Using dark magic, he crafted them from lumps of clay. Y/N came first, she was made to track us down. Later, he created Smurfette with a similar mission to find the Smurf Village."
The scene shifted, showing Y/N and Smurfette entering Smurf Village for the first time. Their expressions were hardened, their eyes filled with a dark purpose as they gazed upon the Smurfs. Papa Smurf’s voice continued, "But, fortunately, I knew a bit of magic myself."
