Smurfs Grouchy Novels & Stories

"Wow! Professor King, is this your little one? So adorable!!" "He's the spitting image of Mr. Guller, so... was Mr. Guller just as cute when he was a kid??" "Come on, the cuteness has to come from our Professor King!" "Hey, little buddy, how old are you now?" Smiley held up one finger and sweetly replied, "I'm Smiley. I'm three years old. Hi there, big brothers and sisters!" "Aw, what a charmer this little one is!"

Shmue wondered, puppy eyes on Dum. Dum arched an eyebrow at Shmue, perplexed, "Why would I since I bought this with my money? Go get your own meal, Shmue," Dum replied coldly, refusing to share his lunch with his friend. "Damn, you're as greedy and cold as ever!" "Shmue feigned to be upset by Dum's rejection and smiled sheepishly at me. "Anyway, great meeting you squi-I mean, may I know your name?" "Shmue almost named me squirrel when he noticed Dum glaring at him, so he asked me my name instead.

I answered him with a smile. He then clicked his tongue and all of a sudden, his face darkened. “I already did and it does not do me good,” he coldly muttered. I was caught off guard by what I heard and got curious about what happened to him. Is that the reason why he’s always grumpy and gloomy? Does someone hurt him? I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the mass was about to end. "Let's give each other the sign of peace. . ."

“Yaaaaaaay!!!” We all turn around, and what do we know, Marlon walks in, in his full gear and his stick raised in his hand. I breathe out in relief as he zooms past me, straight to his friends. “Bro, where the hell have you been?” “Something came up, boys.” He answers. “Look at the Fargo Tigers. They are all set to eat us alive.” Marlon scowls as he looks at them. “They are no match for us, do not worry. We've got this!”

“That’s what you get for messing up with me.” “You ruined my shoes.” He yells, glaring down at his scuffed white sneakers. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before grabbing me, Mr Grumpy.” I smirk, folding my arms across my chest. His eyes widen at my words. “What did you just say? Mr Grumpy?” I laugh at the look on his face. “Yeah, you heard me—Mr Grumpy. Fits you perfectly, don’t you think?” His eyes narrow, and he steps closer, towering over me. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

Smarluuten said, placing a clawed hand on Rex’s shoulder, grinning with his large maw at Grub, his many teeth showing. “See wonky leg,” Grub said, his mouth splitting into a wide smile, his eyes dazzling brightly, “Scaley teeth gets it, a strong man need fuel for muscles.” “My teeth have no scales,” Smarluuten said, his grin changing to a confused frown, his finger touching his teeth. “He seems to have names invented for everyone,” Rex sighed, dragging his hand over his face, “I don’t know how it's easier than saying a name, but that’s Grub.”

"What Jordan said while talking on the phone who said that he would make me his girlfriend" Remembering that, Meikha shuddered. Meikha knows that Jordan has a strange behavior that makes her very scared. He was grumpy and it was very strange that when he got angry, his face and body would turn red and have lots of rashes. It reminds her of the character Hulk, who will turn big and green when he is angry. "Sir, stop by the cellphone shop first!" Said Jordan ordered a taxi driver to stop at a cellphone outlet. "Sir, why. Do you want to buy a cell phone for me? "

*smack* “Holy shit!” he groans. Wait i know that voice. I look and see it’s my brother Chris. Huh? I remember him being really skinny, how did he become so muscular and good looking. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me and get up.” He says holding the back of his head. Damn, did i hit him that hard. I kneel down and help him get up. “Oh man, I’m so sorry I thought you were a thief! God, I hit you really hard huh?”

Grump leaped high into the air and took down one of the eagles with his claws. The other eagle saw how powerful Grump was. He had outdone his shares and was trying to take off. Grump dived his body over and took out the eagle that was looking to run away. His fangs pierced it’s chest. The eagle was letting out screeching cries. He sank his fangs deep into the depth of its heart and ripped it out. It’s heart was splattering out blood as it was driven from its body. He smiled with the enemy’s heart in his mouth.

Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw POV “Take it back right now, Damon, or I will dump this entire bowl of stew on your head!” I yell, my face burning up. My hands shake as I grip the heavy tray, the smell of roasted meat and gravy hitting my nose. I am panting, my chest rising and falling fast under my tight tunic. Being a plus-size, chubby wolf in the Lovegrove Moonclaw Pack means I already take up space, but right now, I feel like a giant target.