Literature
Confusion_Ch 2_Beloved Leader
"Papa Smurf, I'm sure this will contribute to the betterment of our society."
Papa stroked at his cloud beard, "Say, Brainy, don't those magic jars look a bit dusty?"
"While you're at it, why don't you sweep the floor too? My potion ingredients are getting everywhere, and I'm afraid that someone could catch a cold or allergy from them."
"Whatever you say, Papa Smurf." When I turn around I let out a scowl. Duster in hand, I'm tempted to rip out the feathers. Maybe instead of spreading the dirt around in the air, maybe I should use a damp cloth
My words of philosophy were shut out once more. Every time I'm in his lab he makes