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looking rather impressive, thanking the Princess on the Pea, headed to the nearby Tavern, which bears the ridiculous name of "Three Minnows."

In the semi-desert establishment was an odd hour. Glancing over the visitors, Metrovochka and the disguised Prince, made a hasty conclusion that they were not threatened by anything, lurking their beautiful pops at the far table, made an order. While the fish was fried, strange visitors looked around the hall.

At one of the tables there was a portly man with a long beard and a huge paunch that looked like a woman in childbirth on demolitions. His eyes, strong on the roll out, shone with blatant evil. His partner, on the contrary, was thin and carried a moth of mud over a mile from him.

At a different table sat four friends. And one of them was a wooden man, and the other - a dog with a merry bow around his neck.

The third table was occupied by Fox and Cat. They could not make out the rest, because Karabas Barabas (and this was undoubtedly him) got up from his chair and shouted at the whole tavern:

- Duremar, how do you like these girls? Have fun?

- It would be nice. I'll take myself, the one that is true, and you are short.

“It's swept up,” said the former owner of the puppet theater, and, coming out of the table, headed towards the new visitors.

“And why did you think so, dear, that you can treat us so rudely,” the disguised prince asked, “did we not seem to give a reason?”

- They gave, they gave! - disgusted fox Alice. - You are passport-free, horseless and just because we so want!

The prince realized that he would have to fight. Besides his own fists, he had nothing. His beloved staff rested in the pocket of a girl's dress, less than a match.

At this time, the door opened, letting in a new visitor. It was Cinderella, accompanied by her husband, the Beautiful Prince, and the four servants.

- What's going on here?!! The Prince inquired angrily, instantly assessing the situation.

“Everything is normal, everything is normal,” Karabas Barabas chirped, bowing obsequiously, and his back, pritulil his fat ass on the chair.

“We were just joking, just joking,” Lisa Alice tried to look around.

- A vile, deceitful creature! - said Pinocchio, rising from his chair. “Didn't you blame innocent girls a minute ago of all mortal sins? !!” And you, bearded fatty, with your marsh friend? Remind you what you wanted? !!!

Realizing that the girls had a solid support, scoundrels, scoundrels and foul creatures, retreated side by side from the pub.

While the disassembly was going on, Metrovochka slowly whispered to the disguised prince: “I can’t understand anything. When did your beloved have time to get married? ”

To which the Prince, disguised as a woman, replied:

“This is the real Cinderella, not my Princess.” The one who lost her shoe, running away from the ball. And at all she does not look like mine. I showed you a photo when we were small.

- You are mistaken, my dear. When you were big and I was small ...

They would have been talking this way for a long time if the young couple had not approached them and, having introduced themselves, sat down at a table with them. The prince did not philosophize slyly and briefly told his story. The beautiful Prince immediately ordered his servant to bring a man's dress.

It is necessary to pay tribute to the Princess on the Pea, who lent a couple a small amount of money, but she, of course, would not have been enough to pay for the chambers in the tavern. The beautiful Prince filled this gap, paid for not only lunch, but also a week's stay in the tavern. Goodbye, the latter-day friends wandered off to where. Cinderella and her husband do business, and Metrochka and the Prince go to their room.

Before the Prince had had time to close his eyes, he felt that his mistress had climbed into bed with him and quietly tweeted: “I am cold ...”, hugged the Guy and immediately fell asleep. The prince also caught up with her in this noble endeavor ...

When he woke up in the morning, he asked his girlfriend what she was doing in his bed.And if last time he made love to her, being exclusively under pressure of circumstances, this time he does not intend to do this.

“So you don't like me? !!” - the naked maiden jumped off the bed. Kicking, parade their charms, - you were bad with me? Did you do it just to become big? !!! - the metal of lightning is the newly appeared fury.

- Of course not! - the seeker of Princess Cinderella tried to justify himself, - I was healthy, but I'm looking for Cinderella ...

- Zdorovsko? !! Is that all you can say about it?

Realizing that the MCH was almost broken, the harpy took off the blanket from him and lashed out like a tigress at the quivering doe. The prince murmured in a low voice:

- And we will not be small again? Or, on the contrary, even more?

“You can not worry about this,” the horsewoman who rode on him laughed.

Of course, they forgot to close the door and did not hang the “Do Not Disturb” sign. The door, of course, opened and Princess Cinderella quietly entered. Having waited for the end of erotic races, she carefully khymmymknula in order to attract the attention of lovers.

“Honey, this is not at all what you think,” a completely naked prince made a statement, “throwing Metrovochka off.

- Yes, yes, of course! I understand that you didn’t make love, you just played horses. And the fact that you are both naked is nothing. You are friends, and friendship does not have sex. Do not worry, my good. I forgive you.

- True? - the prince was amazed, - you forgive me?

“Of course, dear, in exchange for your forgiveness ...”

- What have you done?

- I slept with all the dwarfs of Snow White. But you don’t care at all, do you forgive me? - looking at the opaque Metrovochka, the Princess asked.

“Yes, I forgive you ...”, the prince said, hanging his head.

- And of course you will not be angry with me, because I cheated on you with the owner of Cota in Boots.

“I won't,” the prince grew gloomier and stronger.

- And I'm sure that ...

- Everything! Enough! - interrupted her prince. - Game over! I found you and we should ...

“But no,” the Princess interrupted him, “I accidentally found you, not you.” I'm leaving. Give me an hour, and then continue the search.

An hour later, two moody travelers left the Tavern of the Three Minnows. Seeing Artemon running past, they asked the poodle if he had not seen which way Cinderella had gone.

To which the dog with a pretty bow tied answered:

- She went to a character you know ...

- To Kolobku? - interrupted poodle Prince.

- Not.

- To the Snow Queen?

- Not. And what a way to interrupt? She went to the Princess Nesmeyane.

- Where is it? - exchanged friends.

“In the beginning,” the poodle answered meaningfully and ran about his business.

Had lovers turn back and forth. They walked by the field, walked through the meadow, and passed through various kingdoms and kingdoms. They shared a slice of bread and that in half. On cold nights they loved each other near the fire. The return seemed long to the Prince. This is understandable, they could not turn into Thumbelina and Thumbeller in order to cut a significant part of the way through the dungeon. But everything once comes to an end. One morning they were standing at the gates of the Kingdom of Princess Cinderella, from where the Prince began his journey.

A shocking inscription flashed on the gate: "The Kingdom of Nesmeyany."

- What would it mean? - the Prince has taken an interest at the girlfriend.

She shrugged without answering.

***

Returning to her native hearths, Princess Cinderella went to the bedchamber and asked her parents for an answer:

- How so, it turned out two Cinderella? And one, moreover, a princess and married to a beautiful prince?

“Well, donya,” the Korolevishna mom complained, “she lost the crystal shoe, and found the prynts ...”

- It does not happen! - the Princess was indignant, prick or pump such a tantrum, it will not seem a little!

It should be noted that Sho Pryncesa Nesmeyana (and this was she) in rolling hysterics was the dock. And in early times, she speculated on this particular feature. But the years went on, Prystsessa grew up, and she no longer needed to engage in rolling. Any of her wishes were fulfilled, as if by magic. It was enough for her to say: "Give!" Or "I want!".And all that time was performed as if by magic. Not counting the last requirement: Prince, she wanted to get herself.

The papakhen King had to split up and tell the whole truth, and put it on the shelves. It turned out he was afraid to chop heads off to anyone. And the legend said that who would not be able to make Princess Nesmeyan laugh - a head off his shoulders. Bloodthirst was not inherent in him ...

- And was it worth changing the rules for this? - the Princess Nesmeyana laughed. - It was enough to change the punishment. Replace the head with a whipping. Ten beats reins. This does not die, but also not ice.

No sooner said than done. The signboard was changed and waited for applicants for the hand and heart of the beauty and the rich ...

Not a dozen good fellows left the battlefield with a reddened booty, and the child’s sales did not smile.

Meanwhile, between my heroes there was such a conversation:

- Answer me honestly and frankly, my beloved, my dear friend, do you love this woman or is mercantile interest moving you?

“Neither,” answered the prince, “I have plenty of money, but I love you.” But I am in the habit of finishing things. And he went to finish the job. And Metrovochka behind him, like a goat tail.

Going into the spacious hall, where Princess Nesmeyana sat on a majestic throne, surrounded by her relatives and friends, my heroes presented the spectacle of a hefty crowd who looked at the newcomers with great attention and earnestly.

Approaching the Throne, the Prince opened his mouth to push a funny speech, when Nesmeyana suddenly threw up her hands, wildly laughed, plunging her relatives and the crowd into amazement.

“The two of them came to ask for my hand and heart, as if I was a bishka, ha-ha-ha,” the royal person laughed.

Suddenly she paused, realizing what made a mistake.

Metrovachka, without giving a single word to the Prince, suddenly declared:

- We came together because we want to take you to the harem ...

At this point the whole hall could not stand it. The roar of wild laughter swept through all its back streets. Only a couple in love kept silence, and an antique was written on their faces.

Finally, when the noise stopped, the prince said:

- However, you lost! We made you laugh.

- So what? The laws of our Kingdom forbid these kinds of marriages. Why, papa ?! - She turned to the king.

- Yes, yes, daughter! Prohibit.

- Then fulfill the second part of the promise. Give half the kingdom to my bride. Let it be her dowry, said the Prince.

There is nothing to do, the king fell short with them (s). And he gave half the kingdom to Metrovochka, named after the Princess of the Metropolitan. It was a wedding. But I was not there, I did not drink honey, I do not have a mustache. He took a pivasika and announced a litum for their health, happiness and more kids ... at home.

Here and the fairy tale end, who read - well done!)))

18 comments
  • April 28, 2015 9:15

    Still, the author can not refuse in an individual style. As always, bright and original. Such a reading of the famous fairy tale - and not one! - I have not yet met. Thank you for the pleasant impressions! Ten on all counts.

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  • April 28, 2015 9:27

    Thank you, my queen! I am pleased to! I kiss through Wirth your sweet little prostration!

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  • Marquise de Sade (a guest)
    April 28, 2015 10:29

    I am amazed at the frequency of storytelling by this author. Yuri, do you ever relax? Not afraid of readers to be annoying? (some are already passing by your stories). Or do you write especially for the circle of the Elected, and you don't give a damn about the rest from the high bell tower?

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  • April 28, 2015 10:42

    You do not like my stories, pretty Marquis? So write why. And do not be like an evil bitch who does not like it because a lot, or because it is not enough.

    Of course, I write for the circle of people who choose exactly the stories that they like. It should be so. Someone writes for those who like zoo, homo or incest, and someone romantic, lyrical stories, someone funny, like me.

    I do not spit on my readers. I worship them, unlike you, dear.But you spit in my soul, it is not clear why?

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  • April 28, 2015 10:47

    Marquis, you are probably new here. Each author on the PT has a circle of favorites. If someone doesn’t like someone’s texts, you can always just don’t read) I, for example, do just that. In turn, I absolutely do not care if someone passes by my own stories. This is normal)))

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  • Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin (a guest)
    April 28, 2015 10:43

    By distorting the words, did the author mask his own illiteracy? In one story, collected all the tales of the world. tin Is it really someone reading? I did not even give a rating, so as not to spoil the rating of 10 points. So that.

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  • April 28, 2015 11:07

    Alexander Sergeevich, thanks for kament. But you read it, dear. Otherwise, how do you know about all the tales of the world? ABOUT! I am proud of myself! It turns out that there are not so many fairy tales in the World - less than ten))))

    Or does it speak of the limited mind? And about the distortion of words, read Russian fairy tales, legends, epics. Yes, I confused colloquial speech as the past and the present. But I did not invent this technique. I like it and I use it.

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  • April 28, 2015 11:50

    And I on the contrary adore fairy tales. And for such a pounding Yuri 10ku with three jackdaws ... True, the third page, in my opinion, was overloaded with characters and under-loaded with events. It was already read hard. But the first two pages were a song ...

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  • April 28, 2015 12:13

    Instant, Thank you! I have many fairy tales published here, of the same kind. But they are huge and there are more than a dozen characters from different tales, including modern ones))

    I even broke one into three parts. But still: “many bukaf”))))

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  • April 28, 2015 20:52

    I, as always, have a look at the disassembling)) Well, Jurk, for the beginning, congratulations, you have become guests, this is success!))

    About the story: wild rzhaka, a fairy tale for adults. Some phrases plunged into a quiet madness, for example, - David, David! - short zahikhikala Fox Alice. - You are discreet, happy and easy, because we want so much!

    Well done!!!

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  • April 28, 2015 22:04

    No, Sweet, Juicy Mandarin Duck. The story has not yet drowned in the pages of ST.))))
    Thank you, honey! I am pleased if the reader caused my story to laugh))))))

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  • April 28, 2015 23:00

    you don’t remember the dialogue between a bulldog-kharlamov and a galysin about a professor at a party ... something like this. “We need something like one, two, potatoes! but there is the same! when foreigners, the bus does not go, but ... if anyone is a Moldovan, a woman, it doesn't matter "... something like this.
    some phrases are inserted, I especially liked:
    She doesn’t know how to change and straggle.
    but when your kaverkanie words, I start to get lost ... and I do not like to reread.
    9 !! from a pure heart !!! muamuamua !!

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  • April 29, 2015 6:28

    I kiss, hug, my sweet! Thank you, gorgeous!
    Your candy wrapper.

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  • April 29, 2015 14:24

    On the third attempt, but finished reading :)))
    I did not give a rating, because by the end of the story I had lost the thread of judgment;)

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  • April 29, 2015 15:45

    Mark thread is that Cinderella was not. There was a princess Nesmeyana. Cat scientist at the very beginning of the story hinted at it. Then it did the poodle Artemon. And at the end, when the Prince came with Thumbelina to the kingdom of Cinderella - they saw another inscription: "The Kingdom of Princess Nesmeyany"

    The prince was a little stupid. Nesmeyana slutty. Umnichka there Thumbelina
    She not only made herself a normal height, not only married the prince, but also managed to bargain for the kingdom of dowry))))

    Here is a brief about what my tale))))

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  • April 29, 2015 15:52

    Ppppdazhdite, not so fast !!! I am recording ... (c);)))

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  • April 29, 2015 15:31

    Yury Archibaldovich keep the ten of me! laughs)))

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  • April 29, 2015 15:52

    Spasibki Roxy-Oxy! I kiss gently and hotly in the red gupki!

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