Part 1

It is morning in the Smurf Village. Grouchy was sleeping in his bed when he felt a gentle female hand caressing him that woke him up. It was a female Smurf that he had been sleeping with, one that had brown hair and blue eyes. Her name was Angel, and she felt to him like she was his own personal angel that had come to rescue him.
Grouchy looked at Angel and smiled. "How was it for you, my dear?" he asked.
"Oh, you were the best lover I have smurfed," Angel responded. "I wish that we could smurf right here all day and enjoy being with each other."
"I know, but I've got a day to smurf through ahead of me, Angel," Grouchy said. "Those other Smurfs need me, though I can't say I like smurfing with most of them."
"I know what kind of Smurf you are, Grouchy," Angel said. "All I want is for you to be happy no matter what happens in your life."
"As long as I have you, because you're the only thing that makes me really happy," Grouchy said as he kissed her. He got up from his bed and then said, "Imaginarium, end this fantasy setting."
Instantly, Grouchy found himself dressed back in his regular clothes, standing in the middle of the Imaginarium, sighing heavily. He really wished that he was married to a female Smurf so that he could enjoy his private pleasures with her every night. It just didn't seem fair to him that the one female adult Smurf that every Smurf wanted to have was now married to Empath.
He left the Imaginarium and found out that it was morning in the Smurf Village. He realized that he had actually spent the entire night alone in his fantasy setting, enjoying being in the company of a female Smurf, even if she wasn't real. He saw every Smurf gathering together toward the dining commons for breakfast, eager to start off the new day. Grouchy felt that it was going to be just another day of him being alone with nobody but his fellow male Smurfs for company.
Tapper and Duncan McSmurf were just on their way to the dining commons when they met with Grouchy. "Smurf o' the morning, my fellow Grouchy," Tapper greeted. "So how was your night last night?"
"I hate being alone," Grouchy answered.
"Well, it doesn't smell like you've been alone, laddie," Duncan said. "You've been smurfing most of your nights in the Imaginarium lately."
"So what if I am?" Grouchy said. "Is that any of your smurfness to know?"
"We're just concerned for you, my friend," Tapper said. "I know it hasn't been easy for most of us now that Empath and Smurfette are married to each other, but we shouldn't forget that we're smurfed to a life of purity before the Almighty."
"I don't want to smurf a life of purity," Grouchy said. "I just want to smurf a female companion for myself."
"I don't blame you for wanting that," Duncan said. "Even I smurf through nights wondering if I'm going to smurf myself with a lovely lass that will satisfy my longings and desires."
"I'm still praying that the Almighty will smurf us all something that will satisfy our hearts, even if it's just with His eternal presence smurfing in us," Tapper said.
They soon found themselves in line with the rest of the Smurfs, waiting to receive their breakfasts and to sit at the tables to enjoy them. Grouchy saw that Empath and Smurfette were both ahead of them in the line, holding each other's hands, feeling like every day is a day of celebration in their lives.
"Grrrr, I hate seeing Empath and Smurfette being happy with each other when I can't smurf the same happiness," Grouchy said with a slight hint of anger and jealousy.
"Calm yourself down there, laddie," Duncan said. "Let's not smurf ourselves into smurfing something that we're going to regret later."
"Do you really want to see Empath and Smurfette's marriage destroyed just because of your own feelings, Grouchy?" Tapper asked.
", of course not, Tapper," Grouchy answered uneasily. "But I just can't stand smurfing at them day after day with each other."
"You don't have to, as long as you smurf close to your other friends," Duncan said. "We're going to smurf through this together, won't we?"
"We'll smurf through with the help of the Almighty on our side, for He alone knows how to comfort our hearts with the burdens we're smurfing," Tapper said.
"You know, I'll smurf my breakfast a bit later," Grouchy said as he got himself out of the line and walked away from the dining commons.
"Poor laddie," Duncan said. "He's so smurfed up on Empath and Smurfette smurfing together as a married couple that he can't smurf his life without smurfing in his own fantasy world."
"All we can do is pray for him, my fellow Duncan," Tapper said.

Empath and Smurfette were sitting with each other at the breakfast table when Tapper and Duncan decided to join them. "So how's the married life been with the two of you so far, my fellow Empath?" Tapper asked.
"It's been rather satisfying, Tapper," Empath said. "This smurf couldn't be more pleased with the privilege this smurf has of marrying someone this smurf has been waiting for."
"Empath has been amazing," Smurfette said. "Just when I thought I knew all that there was of him, he just surprises me with something new that makes me wonder if this is the same Smurf I married."
"Well, that certainly makes me feel jealous of the both of you," Duncan said. "I just wish that the same smurf of fortune happened to me as well as with you."
"But this smurf does feel concerned for the rest of the Smurfs, especially Grouchy, who seems to not want to smurf his time around us," Empath said.
"We're just as concerned for him ourselves, Empath," Tapper said. "Ever since the two of you got married, he's been smurfing most of his time inside the Imaginarium trying to satisfy himself with a female Smurf."
"I do feel sorry for most of the male Smurfs here," Smurfette said. "There's got to be something we can smurf that will make them feel happy without them also feeling jealous and hurt over us being married."
"That's something that we can only hope will pass with time, lassie," Duncan said.
"We can only smurf for the best, and smurf the future entirely in the Almighty's hands, because only He knows what tomorrow might smurf," Tapper said.
Just then, Polaris Psyche joined himself with the other four Smurfs. "Salutations, my fellow Smurfs," he greeted in his usual non-emotional manner. "This one senses that Empath and Smurfette are continuing to enjoy their state of being bonded to each other."
"That's what I have been sensing in my spirit as well, Polaris," Tapper said.
"But we are worried about the other laddies who are missing out on that rare privilege that has been smurfed only to Empath," Duncan said.
"This one has been sensing that kind of feeling among this one's fellow Smurfs, fellow Duncan," Polaris said. "Apparently having only one female adult Smurf around to give any male Smurf the opportunity to please her in a bonded state has made the other Smurfs feel jealous that it wasn't them that she has decided to bond herself with."
"That doesn't mean that I don't care about them, Polaris," Smurfette said. "They're still my friends, and I want to see them be happy instead of being single their entire lives."
"But Grouchy seems to be smurfing it the hardest, since he's been smurfing most of his nights inside the Imaginarium," Duncan said.
"This one is concerned about the increased use of the Imaginarium to satisfy a male Smurf's longing desire for the company of a female Smurf," Polaris said. "So far it has endured the stress of such useage, but this one is less concerned about the continued functional state of the Imaginarium in the face of dealing with such loneliness."
Tapper sighed. "We can't smurf anything that would be displeasing to the Almighty, nor we can stop what a male Smurf longs for in his heart, as long as it doesn't smurf harm to anyone else."
"We're going to watch over our fellow Smurfs to see how we can deal with this growing problem together," Empath said.

Papa Smurf went out to see how his little Smurfs were doing with their everyday tasks, seemingly pleased with most of them as they continued on without any problems. And then he came across Grouchy just sitting alone by himself in the memorial park, looking lonely and upset.
"Grouchy, are you all right?" Papa Smurf asked, sounding concerned as he came over to talk to him. "What smurfs to be the matter with you today?"
"I just wish to smurf with a female companion, Papa Smurf," Grouchy answered.
"I know that it's going to be tough smurfing with the fact that Smurfette has married Empath and that the two of them are smurfed together in an unbreakable bond that is meant to smurf for one lifetime," Papa Smurf said, trying to sound sympathetic to Grouchy's plight.
"But why should there have to be only one of her, Papa Smurf?" Grouchy asked.
"I really wish that I could smurf more female Smurfs for all my little Smurfs to have companionship with, Grouchy," Papa Smurf said. "The thing is, I don't know how the spells that Gargamel used to smurf Smurfette into existence smurf in the first place, and even if I did, I couldn't just smurf up another female Smurf and expect that she's going to smurf her heart to any of my little Smurfs without breaking their hearts somehow."
"So what good are you as a sorcerer if you can't smurf another female Smurf into being, Papa Smurf?" Grouchy said.
"Grouchy, I would never smurf anything to you that would intentionally hurt you or your fellow Smurfs, but I have got to smurf my foot down and smurf the line when it smurfs to the use of my sorcery to bring happiness to my little Smurfs," Papa Smurf said.
"But don't you also feel lonely for a female companion, Papa Smurf?" Grouchy asked.
"I admit that I do feel lonely, Grouchy," Papa Smurf said. "It's been years since I felt actual love from a female that cared about me as more than just a friend. But I feel it would be dishonoring to the females I have loved to create for myself a female companion and smurf her to life in the same way that Gargamel and I have smurfed Smurfette to life."
"I just wish that I could smurf a female companion to be with me outside the Imaginarium so I wouldn't feel lonely," Grouchy said, sitting in silence for a moment before he thought of something. "Tailor had smurfed a lifelike female Smurf doll for you when you were smurfed with the 'pheronomone cologne'. I wonder if he could smurf me up a doll just like that one for me."
"You should ask Tailor that question if that's what you want, but I would prepare myself for whatever answer he might smurf you, since that was a one-time thing that he smurfed for any Smurf, especially for me," Papa Smurf said.
"Well, thanks for smurfing with me, Papa Smurf," Grouchy said as he got up and headed straight for the center of the village, with Papa Smurf watching as he looked on the young Smurf with some sympathy.

Tailor was busy working on mending some Smurf clothes, happily singing the Smurf song, when he heard knocking on his door. "Hold on, hold on, I am coming," Tailor said as he put down his work and got up from his seat to answer the door.
He saw that it was Grouchy. "Ah, I didn't expect to see you smurfing here today, Grouchy," Tailor greeted.
"Can I ask you to smurf something for me in private?" Grouchy asked, sounding like he didn't want to ask his question while standing at the door.
"Well, come in, come in," Tailor responded. "It's been a while since I smurfed you as a customer." He allowed Grouchy to enter his shop before he closed the door. "So what can I interest you in today with my smurfy tailoring?"
"Uh, I just want to ask you...if you could smurf me up a doll Smurf like you did for Papa Smurf when he was smurfed into a giant," Grouchy requested.
Tailor seemed displeased. "Smurf you up a doll that looks like Smurfette? Absosmurfly not! I would never smurf up a thing for any of my fellow Smurfs, however much they would want one for their private pleasures."
"But I don't want a doll that smurfs exactly like Smurfette," Grouchy said. "I want one that smurfs brown hair and smurfs a different look from Smurfette."
"I am not going to smurf my tailoring skills to smurf up something that would dishonor Smurfette in any shape or form, Grouchy...not for you and not for anyone else," Tailor said adamantly. "If you want to smurf one up so badly, then you're going to have to smurf it yourself."
Grouchy sighed, realizing that he was getting nowhere. "Well, if I'm going to have to smurf a doll of my own, could I at least smurf some of your fabric and tools so I could smurf one up in private?"
"You can smurf through everything that I have, as long as I don't have to smurf anything for you, even my books for how to create a doll for yourself," Tailor said.
"You've been a real help here," Grouchy said. "I'll smurf back here when I'm ready to start smurfing my personal work."
"All I can smurf is the best for you, Grouchy," Tailor said as he watched Grouchy head for the door and leave the shop.

Throughout the rest of the day, most of the Smurfs carried on without noticing that Grouchy hasn't left his house all day, even for lunch and dinner. But Tapper and Duncan have noticed, and it made them feel concerned.
The two sat together with Empath and Smurfette at the dinner table in the dining commons. "So how has Grouchy been today?" Smurfette asked.
"We wish we knew, my dear Smurfette," Tapper answered. "He hasn't smurfed out of his house for hours since we smurfed him this morning coming out of the Imaginarium."
"I feel that the laddie is smurfing something rather personal for himself for his private entersmurfment," Duncan said.
"This smurf is curious to find out just what it is that Grouchy is creating for himself, and whether it will smurf him any personal joy in his life," Empath said.
"If it has to smurf with needing a female companion, then I am going to be concerned for him, Empath," Tapper said.
"You mean he might create a doll of me like Tailor smurfed for Papa Smurf years ago?" Smurfette asked.
"That's what I would be smurfing, if I was that desperate for the touch of a sweet lassie outside the Imaginarium," Duncan said.
"But there's no amount of female companionship that would ever smurf the void that only the Almighty Himself is able to fill completely," Tapper said.
"You're saying as if it was wrong for this smurf to even marry Smurfette in the first smurf, Tapper," Empath said.
"It is never wrong for two people who truly love each other to be married, as long as it is within the design of marriage by the Almighty," Tapper said. "All that I'm saying is that we can't smurf all our happiness from a companion of the opposite sex, for it is just a shadow and copy of the relationship that the Almighty wants to smurf with His creation."
"It's just too bad that Brainy and Clumsy can't smurf with each other the way either of them want to, in any way that even resembles Empath and Smurfette smurfing together," Duncan said.
"This smurf can only wish those two would be happy with each other as companions of that sort, if Mother Nature wasn't so adamant in her desiring that only males and females can smurf with each other as married partners," Empath said.
"I refuse to smurf anything with whatever violates the sacred holy design of marriage, Empath," Tapper said. "That was first done when Lamech of the lineage of Cain smurfed two wives at the same time for himself when God only intended for man to be married to one wife to become as one flesh."
"But the Almighty didn't seem to mind that violation, and even allowed that King David, a man who was smurfing after God's own heart, to smurf more than one wife when he was king of Israel," Duncan said.
"I don't care if Brainy and Clumsy are in love with each other in that fashion," Smurfette said. "I wouldn't want to see either of them smurf through the rest of their lives being lonely."
"When you have the Almighty in your life, Smurfette, He will smurf you through the good times and the hard times, for He will never leave you nor forsake you," Tapper said.

Sometime after every Smurf had gone to bed, Grouchy heard a knocking on his door. He opened and saw that it was Empath.
"Salutations, fellow Grouchy," Empath greeted. "This smurf hopes that this smurf wasn't disturbing you in any way."
"Oh, it's you," Grouchy said. "I thought you would be busy smurfing your time with Smurfette tonight."
"We will be smurfing some private time together, Grouchy, but we were concerned about you because you were smurfing most of your time inside your house instead of interacting with your fellow Smurfs," Empath said.
"What I'm smurfing on is my own business to know about for right now, so I would rather you not know about it until I feel you are ready to know," Grouchy said adamantly.
Empath nodded, understanding. "Well, this smurf will be waiting patiently for whatever it is you feel comfortable to disclose to this smurf. Anyway, this smurf will be wishing you a peaceful resting period tonight."
"Thanks, Empath," Grouchy said. "You enjoy yourself tonight too."
Grouchy watched as Empath walked away from his house before he closed the door. He then looked at his creation, a female Smurf doll with brown hair that barely resembled Angel from the Imaginarium fantasy setting. She didn't look perfect, at least not yet, but he was near bringing her to full completion.
"Don't worry, my sweetheart," Grouchy said to his female doll. "Once you're ready, you're going to be my companion whenever I need love outside the Imaginarium."
And with that, he kissed her lips.

Empath came to the door of his house, where Smurfette was waiting for him. "So what did you find out about what Grouchy was smurfing by himself?" Smurfette asked.
"This smurf could sense that Grouchy was smurfing something in secret, but this smurf couldn't find out anything else that he wasn't willing to disclose, Smurfette," Empath answered.
"Maybe it is for the best that we leave Grouchy alone until he is ready to smurf it with us," Smurfette said.
Empath nodded. "This smurf only wishes Grouchy wouldn't feel so lonely all the time, like he has nothing to hope for when it smurfs to a female companion."
"That's what I feel too, Empath," Smurfette said. "For now, though, let's smurf those worries out of our minds and enjoy what we're smurfing with each other."
"This smurf feels so selfish, enjoying what the other Smurfs could have been enjoying, Smurfette," Empath said.
"You're the only Smurf that I have been smurfing myself for, Empath," Smurfette said. "I would never smurf myself like that to anyone else if it means you couldn't smurf me all to yourself."
With that, Smurfette began to run her hand under Empath's hat, making him feel stimulated.
"You seem to be smurfing better at doing that, Smurfette," Empath said, feeling the sensual caress of Smurfette's hand on his bald head.
"That's just the beginning of what I have in smurf for you tonight, Empath," Smurfette said as she leaned in close to kiss him.
Empath pulled her close to him and kissed her such a kiss that seemed to last the whole night.