Schtroumpf Grognon Versus La Schtroumpfette

by Wonderflea

Having met La Schtroumpfette and Schtroumpf Grognon, we move on to the today’s tale. As time unfolds, the leaves of the storytree are revealed, each to his own and each interconnected to others.

Today was the first day of LS’s return. She was quite happy with herself. She had a great time away. SG was his usual grumpy and grouchy self. Whenever we do something that he doesn’t like, he makes it known to everyone. Some people know him, others know him well, others dislike him, since he’s admitted that he’s a total asshole. He was especially grumpy today. Schtroumpf Français just came back from a vacation, Schtroumpf à Lunettes and Grand Schtroumpf were going on a vacation soon and now to top things off, LS just came back all tanned and happy.

Now we were working and things were going great, but SG wasn’t happy since the exercise that they were doing appeared to be long. He grumped and growled and huffed and puffed, aimlessly staring into space and thinking about all the things that he could if he wasn’t stuck here. Meanwhile, everyone else went about completing their work.

He continued to sigh and grumble, which slowly but surely drove LS completely insane. LS and SG have cubicles right next to one another. They know each other pretty well. Which is pretty surprising, considering what happened next.

-Are you going to stop you annoying sighs and grumbling? It’s been going on for ten minutes now, we all have to do it and I don’t hear anyone else complaining. Shut it, she said, throwing her pencil emphatically in his direction. It landed meekly on the floor.
-We are all here to learn and you are even paid to be here, be thankful not a lot of people have this opportunity!

The rage swept over SG and he exploded. Nanoseconds had just passed.

-Screw you, you crazy bitch, keep your stuff over at your side [speaking of her pencil], go to hell! Go to hell, it’s none of your business!
-You didn’t even listen to me and that’s how you are reacting?

At this point, both were screaming. I was watching for an opportunity to calm things down. I knew that there was a lot of anger here that needed to be dealt with. Everyone else was looking at them. They continued on.

-You are one crazy bitch, a crazy bitch, I’ve never met anyone as crazy as you!
(T’es une crisse de folle, un estie d’folle, mêle-toi de tes affaires maudit!)

LS got up, her lower lip quivering. She was moments away from breaking down into tears. She started packing her stuff up and a few seconds later she left, while SG was still raving like a lunatic.

-We are going to have a talk about what you said later…

After she left, SG started packing his stuff and was gone in a few minutes. Our work was at an end and I left not long after.