Along The Waves Of Imagination-№5-Science fiction story "Adventures of Abnormal Things"-Chapter Five-Media Collection "Driving Idea"

Along The Waves Of Imagination
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Science fiction story
"Adventures of Abnormal Things"

Chapter Five

Cat Murchik in the roadside reeds

Such an unexpected, although quite natural, development of events led the whole company into serious confusion. The animal, who was curiously studying the Abnormal Things, was not as scared as they were, but for now he was in no hurry to leave the cozy iron cave riddled with holes, but preferred to see what these creatures, whom he had never seen before, would do next.

- Wow: The washing machine clearly interrupted some cat's sleep, and he jumped into the centrifuge in fear, considering it a refuge from the turmoil it had created! - Vanna, who had already almost completely washed herself from the road dirt, happily shared her observations.

- Instead of voicing the obvious facts, we need to calm the poor animal down and return it back to its usual habitat! - Lustra noted about this. Lighting her way with an old flashlight, she quickly rolled up to both friends and extended the shower head to the open hatch so that the animal could jump out onto it. The cat, instantly realizing that he was being asked to carefully climb out into the wild, easily jumped onto the shower head, and from there straight onto the top panel of the Sideboard.

- Why don't you want to go back into the reeds? After all, half an hour ago you were spending the night there peacefully?! - Refrigerator asked in surprise, on whose shoulders fell the additional burden of a new four-legged rider. - Our new mustachioed friend, wouldn't it be better for you to softly jump onto the dirt road and carefully make your way back into the dense thickets of the roadside dump? In the morning, the locals will bring here a lot of fresh meat scraps and fish guts, and we don't even have a bread crumb for you! - he continued to be indignant and convince the young, judging by his comparatively small height and length, cat.

- They will, of course, bring their food waste here, but I prefer to eat fresh fish, mice, lizards and bugs-spiders. I may be small, but I am a predator! I have long claws and sharp teeth, I see perfectly both day and night, I can sneak up for a long time and jump dexterously - so why should I constantly live on this roadside dump, like an old lazy retired dog? You have wheels and tracks - so take me closer to the freshwater Kotlovan or the sandy seashore of the "Lazurny" beach, since you have already reached our wild places! - their new acquaintance answered them. - Although you look very strange, as if some crazy or drunken craftsmen assembled you, but you are able to drive along our dirt roads quite briskly! I watched you for a whole minute, hiding in the thickets of sweet clover, and realized that you, Abnormal Things, can easily travel around the entire globe!

- So small, but already so smart! - all five of them, who were listening attentively to his creations of Varsonofyev and the mysterious recovery chamber, exclaimed in chorus. - Of course, we will take you where you say, but first you will have to spend half an hour with us at a meeting about our own further plans! We were born last evening, immediately ended up in a container for solid household waste, barely avoided being taken to the city garbage dump and dying there, and now we need to collect our thoughts and think about what to do next! - Servant burst out into a lengthy speech, while emotionally shaking his arrows, which dimly shone in the light of the huge Moon that had already risen over the steppes of the city suburbs.

Despite the rather large hesitation of Servant, who had sensed his oratorical gift, the young cat easily maintained his balance all this time, balancing with his paws and tail. He had already completely gotten used to the strange appearance of his new acquaintances and was thinking more about how fun it would be to run around the tall reeds after insects and small animals.

- Of course, I will wait while you confer. Perhaps the abandoned vegetable gardens on the left side of the road, which are no more than five minutes away, would be suitable for holding the meeting?

- We are very glad that you agree to wait, he-he, - Lustra remarked sarcastically. - But it would be nice to first tell us what we should call you, shaggy and mustachioed fellow traveler and passenger?

- Nothing, - the kitten answered in surprise. - My brothers and sisters and I were born and raised on this dump, and we never had an owner who would call us by any name!

- Then what do you say about the nickname "Murchik"? Lying in the box with Varsonofy's models, we often heard through the slightly open window of his apartment how different domestic cats were called home in this way on the street! - suggested the Washing Machine, which had finally recovered from the night's adventure, the walls of which had even managed to dry from the water that washed away the grass and dirt from the puddle.

- An excellent name! - answered the young cat. - When I eat my fill of chicken and fish scraps, I purr with pleasure, lying in the shade of a huge olive tree. Purring for me means being in a great mood! I myself could not have come up with a better name for myself!

- So, you will be Murchik, because we did not know how to address you. - I am Servant, - the cabinet with construction manipulators, which involuntarily also became a cat cart, told him.

- And I am a Refrigerator, not a minibus, and I already clearly feel that if I don’t throw you both off in ten minutes, then I will have to go to the repair shop, which, however, no one will do for me in this backwater town!

- In that case, let’s go! - exclaimed Murchik. - Especially since the Moon has already begun to set, and in a couple of hours the first rays of the Sun will appear in the east over the sea horizon!

The abnormal things moved on together along the winding dirt road. Ahead was the Refrigerator with two passengers on top, followed by the Bathtub with a quiet Washing Machine on its sides, and the procession was completed by a huge Chandelier, trying not to jingle its pendants at all. Without knowing why, she still tightly pressed to her side that very box with the recovery chamber and other handicrafts of the no longer young technician Varsonofy, in which she had spent three dull decades without moving. Drivingidea.ru LogoArrow