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	Quest The story Ah, as this day — simply remarkably has begun! JUra Babikov, the eight-year boy in a vest and dzhinsikah from a sekond-hand (on the left knee — absolutely fresh dark blue patch in a kind rombika), tripped-pospeshal hardly behind the friends. More correctly, Витькá, Vitju Ershov (to it already ten), it is possible to name both the friend, and a companion, not speaking — the neighbour: at one entrance with JUroj lives. And here with Volodej Dumanitsky JUra even did not dream to be on friendly terms. Though that too almost the neighbour — a private residence Dumanitsky has grown recently through road, opposite to their panel house. And here, it appears, Vit'kas in one litsejskom a class with Dumanitsky studies. Volodja itself to them has approached, Vit'ka for small river has called, in park — a new pistol pneumatic to test. Well, and JUra somehow it was inadvertently attached — for the company. Volodja in the beginning has frowned, but has told nothing. And it, jura, also was useful! Volodja ordered to collect to it on Coca Cola tin and beer road — for targets. JUra rasstaralsja — for a bosom five banok nasobiral-has contained, yes in hands two more. Then, already in park, of course, shot more often Volodja, Vite the happiness such got less often, and JUra only with the banks and coped: ran them to establish after well-aimed shots of friends-friends. But has given, has given Volodja, at last, and to it just once strelnut. Yes-a-a, it something! A pistol "Aniks" well just as present, balls-bullets from two steps to bank punch! However, JUra though shot almost at an emphasis and from two hands, but has all the same missed the mark. The Pistol tjazhelennyj! From second time precisely would get, yes Volodja "Aniks" visors: everything, will suffice, so almost all charges have wasted for time … When went back to a city through a suspension bridge, Volodja it is negligent, as though by the way, has informed, that to it on Saturday "laces" personal (in full sense!) a computer have bought — powerful «Пентиум-4» and to it a set of "pancakes" with igralkami. About "laces" JUra has guessed, and here that such "computer" and, especially, "pancakes" which in a set are on sale — to understand difficultly, but the word "igralki" sounded is tempting. — Ha! — has grinned Vit'kas. — you still tell: a motorcycle to you have bought — «a Harley Davidson» or "Hondu" … Volodja it was boiled and has dragged Vitju, is more correct — Fomu than the Non-believer to itself home. JUra again paced behind them as though by the way, it is not enough on what hoping. Iron gate of a private residence Dumanitsky had a silvery prompt car with a tiny brilliant wheel-steering-wheel on a nose. — Aha, means papets during a dinner, — has carelessly explained Volodja and, having clapped on a matte wing of the car, has added. — Gosha, daddy's drove, to me on "Mercedes" allowed to drive … — Uh you! — has exhaled JUra though understood, that could so for show and not to exhale. Vit'kas has mistrustfully grinned, but has kept silent. In an immense hall they were undressed. The green flooring underfoot was such soft so gently ironed feet, that JUra the beginnings to walk more often. «And to roll about — it is better, than on a grass!.» The owner has led was visitors at once upward, but they were called by a female voice from a room below. When they have entered, JUra has understood, what is it — a dining room. He knew, that in the big houses happen, except kitchen, and dining rooms. In the centre there was the long table arranged in ten of chairs and filled on one edge with ware with meal. Heavy, absolutely bald man sat in a table end face, was answerable and wiped sweat from a forehead a towel. To it the woman added to a cup coffee from a transparent coffee pot too full, with a magnificent red hairdress. "Laces" — has thought JUra. — So, so! Visitors to us unexpected? — It is strict, without a smile has said "papets". — Well-well! There is nothing … Give, Sofia Semyonovna, treat, time such business, than the God has sent. — Vovik, well where you gad? — The woman has reproachfully asked. — again to warm up it is necessary … And well, hands to wash and — for a table! — it has shouted at visitors … Чтó JUra ate — he plainly has not understood: something is hot, fat, tasty. And then — sweet. Such sweet, such medovo-sweet!. He has not noticed, how the owner of the house has left. He even who also that behind a table spoke — almost did not hear. When then, again having washed sticky hands, have risen on a wide wooden ladder on «the second level» in "sector" Volodi, JUre, become heavy from meal, forces on surprise remains hardly. And to be amazed was to that: on a wall painted carpet — two rifles (one with an optical sight) how it has appeared, too pneumatic (and what for a pistol still?!), there and then the enormous field-glass hangs. On other wall — three shelves of the racing cars glazed with models. In a corner — the TV: such enormous JUra yet did not see. On him — a flat video recorder. Nearby — a pyramid of the musical centre. Well and, of course, the main thing — the computer on a table: pokrasivshe and pozamanchivej any TV set! JUra quickly dopetril, what is it also there is mysterious "computer" or as it still named Volodja, — "lout". And round brilliant disks-plates with different wonderful games-igralkami have appeared "pancakes". Yes-a-a, it is a fantasy! Even to look-observe behind computer games and that in a stomach shchekotno. And most for — this, how it, "dzhojstik", whether that? — To be taken, "porulit" game yes the mouse on a rug - "myshkodromu" to take for a drive is after all … Uh! Volodja, meanwhile, and "actions" to visitors has shown-has shown, and "advenchury", both "strategy", and "simulators", and the disk with "quest" has then put and has explained, that the quest is the most difficult type igralki: game - "search", game - "browser" in which the playing goes to a way-road and will reach the purpose-victory if will manage to find on road everyones zanykannye things which if it finds them, will help it to get out of the most difficult impasses … Having noticed, it is visible, that visitors understand this gibberish hardly, the owner has intelligibly explained: — Well, for example, to you here, — it has stuck JUru into a breast with a finger, — badly it would be desirable to reach-get from the house to me on a visit, but you necessarily should bring in a gift a pancake with games — such condition, without it I will not start up. So on road you should guess razgrohat a window at the neighbours on the ground floor and when they will run out on street, to drop in to them in apartment, to steal a saw-nozhovku, to cut a tree in a court yard and to get from a hollow necessary dividishnik … Have understood? JUra line has not understood, but has nodded a head: very much it would be desirable to sit down by a computer! And Volodja has given to it minute, and even whole two to be taken for dzhojstik … With happiness JUra it is hardly shameful not upisalsja! * * * — Carries Volode, yes? Both a gun, and a video recorder, and a computer with pancakes!. — JUra could not come to the senses in any way when they with Vitej already went home. — ZHadjuga yours Volodja! — has sharply torn off Vit'kas. — and the miser! «That is he angry? — Was surprised JUra. — After all more me played …» At home it from a threshold undertook greedily to paint treasures Volodinoj of a room. Mum where it is necessary ohala where it is necessary gasped and when it has a little ceased, has told: — I to you too will sometime buy the computer … In a class the seventh. They will fall in price by then. And have now a seat eat — soup cools down … JUra fastened very much, but tears have filtered, have obscured the world. — I do not want some your soup! — he has shouted, has rushed on a bed, has hidden the person in a pillow and has begun to cry seriously. — Well, what you, the silly fellow … Envy, whether that? — Mum ironed it on a head, tried to turn faced to itself. JUra from all malicious forces resisted and shouted in a pillow: — What for you to me have sewn a dark blue patch!. Itself now these trousers carry!. * * * Next day, on Saturday, JUra, cheerfully wagging with a package with bread and a long loaf, hurried from shop home. It has curtailed with Soviet on the street and has face to face faced with Volodej Dumanitsky. That has beckoned its finger. Serdchishko at JUry has missed a bit: again on a visit will invite? Is you a pancake has pulled down? — What has pulled down? — JUra from confusion has forgotten, that "pancake" is not a curse. — Be not crafty — will be worse! — Volodja has put under nose JUre a fist. — a disk with a quest! That has now dragged! At JUry in podvzdohe has restrained. — I … I of any disk … — have uttered indistinctly it, receding. Sharp blow in a cheekbone has knocked it down. The package with bread has flown away. Dumanitsky has hung over us, has brought a fist. — Well, you will bring?! — At … at … at-not-sou! — through tears has squeezed out JUra. — That! It is live give, I at an entrance will wait … Mum, having seen JUru, was frightened, zatormoshila it: — What with you? Where a package?. JUra, already was suppressed tears, has again started howling, as the little girl. — Ma!. Mum!. He says, that I have stolen!. And I did not take! I did not take!. And he waits!. Mum was disturbed seriously. — My God, JUra, yes what's happened? What has stolen? Who waits?. When mum has understood, what's the matter, at it hands have powerlessly fallen. — Really you do not understand, WHAT you have done?! You have told, that will bring now — after all you as if admitted, that YOU have stolen!. Only now JUra up to the end all has realised-has understood. — Well here that, — mum has strictly told, — now go and tell, that you did not take this devil's disk! — I will not go!. A great lot of arrangements and even threats, time half an hour was required to be spent to mum. From the fifth floor to an exit from entrance JUra trudged even minutes twenty. Has inhaled three times deeply-deeply, left and … Volodi it is not visible anywhere. It on a place was not! JUra for conscience clearing has seen also that party of street — Dumanitsky was not and near the gate. Uraaa! However mum, against expectation, has not divided pleasure of the son. — So why you home to it have not gone?. Again the arrangements, new tears. JUra has studied-pokolupal a finger all smudges of a paint on collars Dumanitsky, then has hardly turned a ring in an iron gate, has entered, has risen on a porch, has hardly reached a call. Sofia Semyonovna has opened. — And, it you Vanja … (Why Vanja?) Because of a disk has come? — She has turned back and has loudly shouted. — Vovik, go apologise before the boy! JUra was stunned. Because of a back of mother it was drew Volodja, has muttered: — Yes You are fine … it … excuse … I Have found this quest foolish — for a table was filled up … No, JUra did not wish to smile, but lips against will were stretched to ears. He to itself(himself) an opposite voice has asked again: — For a table? — Well! And I have thought … — In-vik! — Sofia Semyonovny's voice was distributed already from depths of apartment. — Harcho stynet! — I will go then, I will go! — has begun to fuss JUra. It has rushed through road, not having looked around at all. Brakes have begun to squeal, someone was cried-was abused. By! Tears of shame, a pain, insult burnt down eyes. In a head in a step I run and vshlipam one word knocked only: «A quest!. A quest!. A quest!.» 2003
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© Rosedkin Sergey Nikolaevich, 2001
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