My Smurfy Valentine: Chapter 2Nighttime had came and the smurfs had finished there work and headed on to bed; however, there are a few smurfs that are still awake and are still getting ready for tomorrow. Baker, Chef and Greedy are still cooking, Handy was doing some finishing touches on the stage and Hefty was setting up the tables. Meanwhile inside of her house, Samoanette had finally finished her Valentine cards and stretched abit, laying back on the chair and closing her eyes. She relaxed for a few moments before opening her eyes and looking at the clock.Samoanette: huh...nine o-clock...she closed her eyes again, faceing the ceiling; Not that she's real
My Smurfy Valentine: Chapter 1It was a warm, yet cooling day at the smurf village, everysmurfs and smurfette's were doing their chores and getting things done , but mostly getting stuff ready for tomorrows Valentines day Festival. All of the smurfs were setting up decorations and making gifts and valentine cards; Hefty was carrying some loads and Handy was building the stage and the dance floor, Baker and Chef, along with Greedy and Savannah were making food and goodies that look like heart-shapes, and Harmony along with Underestimated were practicing some music and love song's, even though Harmony played badly, Under had always sang beautifully; Everysmurfs se
My Smurfy Valentine: Chapter 4Morning came, and the sun rises through the smurf village. Most of the smurfs were still sleeping, but there are some smurfs that are awake and are getting ready for todays Valentine Festival. Inside of her house, Samoanette was sleeping peacefully in her bed, nuzzling on her pillow and dreaming about a certain artist in the smurf village. and that artist happens to be Painter Smurf.She smiled tenderly as she snuggles into the covers, saying his name...Samoanette: hmmmm...Painter.... i love.....youSamoanette stirred abit from her slimber, snuggling on her pillow cutely. She stayed like that until she was woken up from a "unsmur
My Smurfy Valentine: Chapter 3As she walked towards to her mushroom house in a dark but clear night, Samoanette was just thinking about how she will give her valentine gift to Painter, and how will he react to this; there were some bad thoughts of how he'll won't like her gift, and there friendship will be ruined; then there were some good thoughts about how some smurfs and smurfette's gave her confidents, and that they told her that Painter will accept her gift, and her love. Good and bad she thought and thought, so many decisions to make and so many to know if he'll accept her love or not....It wasn't long til she reached her mushroom house and opened the d