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Fairy tale "The Adventures of Abnormal Things". First chapter

Varsonofy at home-The adventures of abnormal

Returning home from the employment center, Varsonofiy noticed that the bright rays of the midday sun it is not an old renovated apartment seemed particularly uncomfortable. Ancient linoleum worn wallpaper, long gas pipes painted as if by agreement, at the same time paraded all its flaws, leaving no possibility not to notice them, as this could make starting from dusk light. Alas, the long stay in the position of the unemployed, forced to odd jobs, could not affect the condition of the home, as well as anything else that require periodic updating, not to mention the wardrobe, shoes, toothbrush and razor. Many things that Varsonofy always used, was the third, and even fourth decade. Once upon a time, in Soviet times, he carefully folded on the balcony with rotten frames that others ruthlessly discarded as soon as they fell away in this current need. That is why to the Institute Varsonofiy Onufriev went with the diplomat, in which bore the textbooks still in school, and then, years later, in another institute started wearing shoes purchased in the mid-eighties and carefully delayed as a reserve on the shelf in the furniture wall. He was even very surprised when different people at the sight of these shoes laughed and asked where he found such an ancient style - because the model for it had none at all values, and never wearing of shoes, about thirty years had lain in the cupboard next to the already not necessary videocassettes, never used the Vietnamese table tennis rackets and the same new Czechoslovak plastic balls, as well as some already quite ancient, and it is unclear where the holding, but also perfectly preserved sweat pants and jacket, windbreaker, were in perfect condition.

Nevertheless, for a long time accumulated trash in the apartment so much that the next store it was already nowhere, and even just in case things are saved for the future had deteriorated right in their original packaging. All this was necessary to throw out ruthlessly and Onufriev reluctantly started this morally agonizing to his lean nature of the process. He first collected and put into trash old magazines, many of which in spite of the determination to read at least half as never once opened. At the same time he managed to get rid of old books, which described the principles of management of the first computers in the work which has been used punch cards. Soon, standing in the yard trash cans migrated old cassette famous International brand, speaks eloquently of the fact that under it seems to combine all the underground workshop of the world. It should be noted that this brightly colored tape, equipped with colored LEDs flashed in time with the music around the speaker, do not hit the dirt face and fully justified the reputation of the brand, under which was released in the mysterious Asian, and perhaps also the European cellars where were forced laborers for a piece of bread to collect these amazingly cheap devices, and, quite possibly, "AKAIWA"s, "Powersonic"s and other counterfeit generation genius. This beautiful and easy doudle cassette recorder broke down after only two months after at the disposal Varsonofy - though not completely, but only one of the cassette niches. After a time, it broke down and the second tape drive and colorful long International has a simple radio receiver. Alas, even after some time the radio was broadcast instead of issuing a dull background noise, and on this recorder career ended, but he lived in the cluttered balconies still about a quarter of a century. Ironically, just after getting into the trash, this tape has disappeared, which caused Onufriev to surprise - it has long been no one uses cassettes of magnetic tape, and you can listen to the radio directly from the mobile phone.

Little by little raking piles of garbage, Varsonofiy got to the box, where bricks lay with which he played as a child, magazines "Maly Modelyazh", supplement to the magazine "Young Technician", and some models assembled from ready-made plastic sets. Being easy-going, Onufriev without further hesitation took up a lot of things at once, but rarely even one with the lead up to the end. That's why in this drawer lay partially assembled them from cardboard blanks magazine model, to finish he did not become either a month as planned, putting them aside, or thirty years later. Now these carefully glued blanks came to the pathetic, covered with a thick layer of dirt and dust, and greatly get crushed because they had to move into a dumpster behind a tape recorder. Rummaging in the box, Onufriev also found once glued them to cardboard box, which the authors of the designer presented as a "repair shop of the future." They argued that the do not have to fix by hand, and need to simply load in some large chamber, push a button, and intelligent machines with CNC themselves sprayed metal where it is frayed, restore worn parts after a couple of centuries, the failed machine, cleanse the body from rust and join the broken parts. According to the creators, gray plastic plant was equipped with a battery and a simple toggle switch, after which turn over the door and flashing light from somewhere inside came a rumble that lasted five seconds. On the remote control also had a button labeled "Scaling and giving more opportunities", which, as explained in the instructions to the designers, allowing "resize fixed machines in a smaller or larger side."

For the reason that there was no need in many details for the assembly of this replacement camera, it was one of the few models which Varsonofy assembled completely. In fact, after its finishing he did not have at hand a flat battery with a voltage of 4.5 volts, which, during his school youth, like so much else, was a terrible deficit. That's why he never once looked like a light was flashing and did not listen to unknown mechanism buzzing inside, enclosed in a sealed box, delivered already assembled with a constructor. This box had to be attached with a transparent plastic adhesive to the back of the toy department, and to stretch wires sticking out of it to the very tumbler, which launched the process of restoring cars. Remembering that somewhere in another room in an iron vase there was an old flat battery frugally postponed to a future, bought at the flea market after the collapse of the Soviet country, Onufriev decided before throwing away all his unfinished and even finished models including "recovery department" strongly deformed by spacecraft "Vostok" and the helicopter "Mi-8" pressed into it, to see how it "works". After inserting the battery into the slot, he threw into the chamber half-assembled models of washing machine and drum set, closed the door and pushed the button. As was promised by the manual, the lamp above the shop`s camera blinked, and inside there was a brief rumble. Opening the chamber, he shook his unfinished models out of it, which have now been firmly linked with some green substance resembling clay. "Very similar to the PVA glue, just tinted" - thought Varsonofiy.

Immediately losing interest in glued pieces, he spent the procedure "recovery" with models of refrigerator and tracked armored platform, then threw a toy bathroom and plastic wheels for trucks, paper sideboard and cardboard arrows from the excavator and crane, then chandelier and shower mixer. All of these models and the details came out of the shop chained with "tinted PVA glue," somewhere right in front seemed to change color from green to emerald. "Most are old, even glue fermented, and how it has not hardened for so many years?" - Varsonofiy surprised and threw back into the box chained in the camera details from different constructors and modeling kits. Right after the final reconstructive procedure something clicked in the shop, and the lamp over its door went out. "Well, and how did old battery still last for ten minutes?" - Onufriev thought and threw the shop into the box to grappled models, old toys and cubes. It fell there bottom up, and, after looking, Varsonofy saw in the lower left corner the logo in the form of a smiling strange creature with green skin and big eyes. Beside him there was the inscription: "Feedback on our products please send in a Horsehead Nebula", after which a long continuous series of numbers was written. "They produced toys at their factory and themselves have decided to play a bit in aliens "- grinned Onufriev. That evening, the box with its contents migrated to waste container standing in the yard, and soon was covered there with a pile of packages with potato scraps, tin cans, used toothpaste tubes and other debris.


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