Yoohoo!!! Yoohoo!!! Yoohoo!!!

The key to Archery is concentration. You're up, Blossom.

- Me? Oh, Storm.

I can't be as good as you, but I can be certain that I'll smurf it off.

Some days I'm good some days I'm wobbly.

Who ever knows why.

- Hmm.

- Sorry.

And I'm not nearly as strong as you either.

- It's not a question of strength, but confidence.

So concentrate.

- Yeah. Do it already.

- Okay. Ready?

Here goes nothing.

Oh?

Uh oh!

You're pretty smurfy with that bow and arrow.

A true warrior.

Let me try again.

- You need to smurf deep into your soul to find your inner warrior.

- Inner what? - Forget about it.

Just breathe in. Breathe out.

And bingo.

- Ouch.

- Um.

- Give me that before you Smurf a catastrophe.

Clearly, archery is not really your thing.

Hefty. Let's see if you're as good as you say you are.

- Okay, Storm. But you might have to move that target back

a few more steps.

- Just make sure you don't hurt yourself.

- Hey, everybody.

- I found something in this book about the inner warrior.

There's one deep down inside every one of us, you just have to smurf

the surface and let it out.

- That's Willow's spell book.

Give it back.

- On this page, it says the chant ended a whole hoop dance.

Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop.

You sure that wasn't your inner chicken?

Oh, warrior spirit.

Deep inside, let yourself be amplified.

Give this blossom. Are your mojo?

Uh huh.

Storm. Storm? Are you okay?

(Dramatic music)

Storm. Can you hear us?

- Say something.

(Drums)

Hey. I am Blossom.

Warrior Queen of the Forest.

- What?

- You are trespassing on my home.

Be gone! Skedaddle out of my forest!

Blossom, stop your games. We have a bit of a situation here.

I said be gone now or face my warrior wrath.

- When did she become a master archer.

In here.

Ogghhh!

And don't come back!

Coockoo! Coockoo!

Let's see here.

Empty stare. Humm.

Huh? No reflexes...

What's wrong with her Papa Smurf?

I think Blossom must have accidentally smurfed Storm's

warrior spirit.

All I want to do is pet kittens.

Mm hm.

- We were smurfing berries in the forest when all of a sudden,

Blossom came out of nowhere.

She smurfed us and said we had no right to be there.

Then she started howling.

That's her.

Hmm. Obviously, Blossom can't handle the power of Storm's warrior

spirit. She's become a wild thing.

Unpredictable. We must Smurf Storm's flower back from Blossom.

That's the key.

Something tells me that's not going to be easy.

- Huh?

- I already warned you once.

Stay out of my forest.

Nobody enters without my permission.

But Blossom. It's us.

Your friends. Let's go out the other side.

(Music)

Ogghhh!

Oghhh!

Aaaaagggghhhh!

So? How did it go?

- We'll never make it.

Blossom is never going to let us out of the village.

You mean we're stuck here?

- How am I gonna feed my snail?

What about our food?

This is my last bushel of berries.

It's empty. We're doomed.

Since Blossom can see everything, the only solution is to smurf up on

her at night. Yeah.

Totally.

Storm.

Uh huh. Uh.

Go without me.

I think I better start to learn smurfing harp with my bow now.

Nonsense. No one knows the forest better than you.

You're coming with us.

Whoa!

Storm. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Oh. Oh.

It's just a butterfly.

Oh. I'm pathetic.

Tut, tut, tut, tut. I don't want to hear you talk like that anymore.

Believe in yourself.

Mhm.

Do you hear that?

Sounds like a bluebird.

I know every sound in the forest, and that's not one of them.

It has to be blossom.

(Squawk)

What if we can't get storms warrior spirit back?

We will. I'm sure of it.

Don't you worry, Storm.

We'll find Blossom.

And when we do, you'll get your flower back.

If you say so, Papa Smurf.

But I still feel like a fraction of myself.

I don't think I should have come.

You're being awfully quiet,

Papa Smurf?

Ah ha ha!

- Who have we here?

The mighty storm.

Or should I call you?

Passing wind.

I'm surprised someone as feeble as you would dare smurf

into the domain of the warrior queen.

- Where are the others?

Don't you worry.

Your friends are having lots of fun.

(Dramatic music)

(WHISTLES)

Tickles. Do something, Storm.

- You're no warrior queen.

You're just a bully.

- You never got me.

I'm too fast for you.

You've lost all your skills.

I smurfed it, remember?

And now the queen of this forest.

I'll tell you what.

I'll give you a chance to get your friends back.

- Okay. But with an archery contest.

- Fine. If by some miracle, your arrow is better than mine, your

friends go free and I relinquish the forest.

But if I win, you have to smurf the butterfly

dance.

- Okay. I accept.

Come on, Storm.

You can do it.

I hope she can smurf her mojo back.

Oh my! Looks like I smurfed the very center of the target.

Who's the best archer now, pussycat?

(GULPS)

Giving up so soon?

Remember Storm.

It's a question of confidence.

No magic spell can smurf away the thing that makes you a warrior.

Just breathe in.

Breathe out.

And Smurf!

Mhm. Mm.

No one smurfs my spirit.

Ah!

Oh, no!

(LAUGHS)

You can't even smurf straight.

Ready for your tickle fest?

- Are you ready to be tickled by an arrow?

(SLOW MOTION) Noooooo.

Mm hm?

Yahoo! I got my mojo back.

- Storm? - Oh, I feel a little weird.

And, boy, do I have a headache.

Did something happen?

Did I smurf myself out?

- Something like that.

- Mm. I had a really weird dream.

I was like some sort of warrior queen.

It was a nightmare. I like myself better just the way I am.

So do we, Blossom.

- Huh?

Yeah. We love our happy go lucky Blossom.

Yeah. Don't change a thing.

But maybe give up archery?

Uh, what are you doing up there?

Is this some kind of new game?

Can I play with you? - Uh, no.

We've played enough for one day.

Hey. Aren't you forgetting something?