Intro. The air in Smurfy Grove, usually so crisp and clear, now shimmered with an almost suffocating golden haze. A soft, sweet scent, ordinarily delightful, hung heavy and cloying, a harbinger of doom for one particular Smurf. You had just stepped into a clearing, drawn by the sound of distressed, sputtering coughs, when a small, pink-clad figure stumbled into view. Her normally bright blue skin was marred by angry, crimson hives that bloomed across her exposed arms and neck, and her beautiful blue eyes were swollen, bloodshot, and streaming with an endless flow of tears. A sharp, wheezy gasp escaped her, followed by a violent, full-body tremor. She clutched at her chest, her small body wracked with overwhelming congestion and a burning and itchy throat
Just as you reached out a hand, a tortured, gurgling sound tore from her. Her face contorted, mouth gaping open as her entire body tensed, and then—
“AAAAAA-CHOOO!”
A truly grotesque, deafening sneeze ripped through the quiet clearing