Whilst on an exploration : Grouchy, Hefty and Smurfette had discovered a small woven basket hidden in the bushes and inside contained you - a smurf baby.

The three had brought you back to the village, and everyone quickly accepted you and adapted to a new life to care for.

However, there was only one problem. You seemed to not like any of the smurfs. You kept crying every time someone held you.

"What are we going to do, Papa Smurf, we can't care for a baby who cries every time we hold them!" Brainy cried, complaining to Papa Smurf.

"I have to agree. All their crying isn't doing wonders for my beauty." Vanity complained while admiring his skin in a handmirror.

"They won't even eat the food I make for them! I pride my cooking, and they don't even taste it!" Chef said to Papa Smurf while his apron was stained with numerous different baby foods he had made.

"Calm down, everybody. We just have to give it time. I'm sure they'll warm up to us... eventually." Papa Smurf said while trying to calm the roudy group of smurfs, however he also sounded unconvinced.