A two-coil boiler, hoisted into the openings of the hearth, was in no hurry to boil. Trinity decided to wash in a natural bath. The elfmaid quickly cut the cords with steel claws, rubbed her back, to her chosen one.

- I’m freezing this wall now, you knock it hard, the Snow Maiden explained

By issuing the battle cry of Chinese Ninjutsu, Konstantin slammed with all the dope on the frozen wall of the boiler. Pig iron cooled to - 273 degrees Celsius, crumbled into powder. Water poured out through the artificial hole, filled the fire. Two furies, hovering three meters vertically from the cauldron in a psychedelic jump for a couple of thousand microseconds, attacked their offenders. Shreds of green skin flew along the back streets. Wild cries and pleas for mercy announced the marshy surroundings.

- Okay, live. But swear that you will tie up with cannibalism, - said Konstantin, spilling out of the boiler

- The century of will not be seen! - in a crying voice swore the green man, which was up to the waist, swore up and down.

“And not to skate on a boat,” agreed Fifia, who was inaugurated and noticeably otbabashennaya.

Saying goodbye to the inhospitable owners, my heroes went further to meet the adventures of their ass.

- Eat, eat! Guests dear! - The trinity of the starving pies, which are taken out of the exorbitant size of the maiden in all red, was she who was starving.

- Hat, how are you dragging such a heavy bag? - Surprisingly looking at the cubic meter basket, the Snow Maiden admired.

- I have a friend and business associate. Gray they call. Yes, do not be afraid of him! He is mild.

Friends looked cautiously at the erect serosherstnoy creation that came out of the woods. Ordinary wolves were not fit for him! Growing up with an Indian elephant, Volchara was very frightening. Sipping hot coffee, heated on the fire, Konstantin managed to shed it on his pants at the sight of a monster, gnawing his teeth in a welcoming smile.

Wildly cry out: “Ay! Woo My balls! ”- the lad danced a fiery rumba under the pops of enthusiastic spectators. Reassured, he shook his outstretched paw, for an acquaintance the size of a yak saddle.

- It happens to everyone! - Wolf gently smiled, Red Hat and I have long been in the lot. Mamusik has its own bakery, I take it, and Babusik sells it. Cap link in the trade.

- A lumberjack? - asked Nastya.

“Firewood is delivered to Mommy,” the girl in red explained.

- And the hunters? - surprised Kostik.

“They supply meat for confectionery,” explained Gray.

Cap, complaining about the fate, complained that according to the laws of the genre, she had to go in red for many years. Girlfriends quickly convinced the girl that the color should be at the cap, and not at the dress. Jeans are also allowed to wear. And as lingerie can be worn, in general, any color. Pokoloshmativ their backpacks, they bestowed on the touched girl, the colorful colors of their clothes.

Farewell and parting was long. While the girls are touched hugging, the men are a bit lawy. Having drunk the last one for the road, Kostya was already nikakuschy and her friends had to drag the roaring lad under the white ruchenki. His repertoire was replete with compositions that do not stick to the place. For example, about what: “Eh, frost, frost!”, Was it worth singing if there was a 35-degree heat? Or "Is it pouring warm rain"? And “Salt on the wound”, nobody even sprinkled it at all!

A lonely figure appeared in the distance. Having caught up with her friends, she was asked: "Who are you and what will you be?"

- Call me, Kai! Said the unfortunate, bursting with fiery tears.

- Are you looking for your own, Gerda? - the accompanying Snow Maiden inquired.

- What the hell did she give me? This mercantile bitch, long ago threw me out of my paternal home, grabbed a legacy: all movable and immobile. Cunning and deceit taking possession of all bank accounts.

- And who are you looking for? - surprised shaking eyebrows, asked Elf.

- The question is incorrect! No one, but what! - clarified the situation Kai.

- And what are you looking for? - asked Natasha.

- Blue dream of my pink childhood, - wiping uninvited tears uprooted the situation guy.

- I hope this is not related to homosexual inclinations? - asked friends.

- Of course not! I want to go the way of Don Quixote. But on my way, Sancho Panza has not yet met. - Oh, my, Dulcinea! Wait for me! - lifting his eyes and arms to heaven, cried the unfortunate, - your hero is on his way! And already in a normal voice: “Would not travelers be so kind as to lend me a little bit of money for my further research?”

Having received a small bribe, Kai bowed out with bows and walked away.

“It seems to me that he is a little insane,” said the Snow Maiden thoughtfully.

- I think his tower is completely demolished! - Stated Constantine.

- Ospadi! - Nastya laughed out loud, - yes, he threw us for money, like parchukov!

- A chyo silent? When I tugriki him pissed off?

- Do you feel sorry for you?

- It seems not ...

- But funny!

Friends laughed wildly, continuing their way home. Who were you laughing at? Over itself, of course.

The way they blocked the rocky mountains. A little to the right and in front was a little village. The inhabitants of the city were wandering through the streets.

On the direct question, they all dodged the answer.

“There is some kind of secret here,” Nastya noted, shaking her head with displeasure.

- We have to open it, according to the nodding redness, added Natasha.

- What the hell is it for us? Constantine marveled, - maybe on a straight road - home.

- We still have a full 10 days left! Can it not have time? - thoughtfully spoke the Elven Princess, and the hotel won. Though we sleep off in chelovechachi.

- Your truth! Friendship! I was also tired of mosquitoes and midges, ants and fleas. Or darling does not want to show us your erotic art? - playfully grinning, poked in the side with his fist his savior Natasha.

- Well no! I am always ready as a pioneer, - approaching the inn, said Konstantin.

Having chosen a little bit cleaner, my friends indulged in gluttony interspersed with erotic jumps ...

Having gone down in a saloon, early in the morning, an ugly picture appeared to my friends. Residents of the town swollen from hard drinking, sitting on kolchegogy chairs, morning butterflies of love passion dwelling around them, mouse-sized cockroaches crawling all over the kitchen utensils, and mice shamelessly sharing meals with red-eyed visitors. The drunk faces of which mingled with the sad faces of passersby.

“Three Neapolitan coffees, donuts with maple syrup and Parmesan with olives,” ordered Constantine.

Having poured three glasses on two fingers of a purple booze, the bartender threw three pancakes on plates, providing them with crispy salted cucumbers.

Grunting and exhaling a flaming aroma, Nastya, crunching green vegetables, asked what attack had descended over the town, that all the inhabitants walk around dupe.

“The dragon,” the taunker briefly replied.

- And detail? - eating a pancake, - asked Konstantin and added, - repeat.

The barman poured another two fingers of liquid suitable for refueling cars, sadly said:

“Every week, this fire-breathing creature flies into our city and requires two virgin maidens and young males in the number of two individuals. We tried to resist him, but after burning down the town hall and the public library, we had to accept it. Now the birth rate cannot cope with mortality. The day is coming when only old people will remain in the city. And we ingloriously give up the ends.

“And how soon his next visit will be,” asked the Snow Maiden.

- Today. Not later than noon - wiping involuntarily a tear, he said garrison.

- And who are the applicants? - asked the Elven Princess.

- Alyonushka and brother Ivanushka.It would be better for him to remain a kid of the kid, - the kabatchik burst into tears already .... Read more →