Good that I appeared in the kitchen. In the movie it was different, the hero returned to different places after desires. And good, because I was hungry. Even more than angry. On the table was all the food that appeared after my first super desire. But there was no grappa, you can see I finished everything while I was gone.

I did not seem to disappear, I just closed my eyes, survived another mess, and here I am again in my chair in my house, assuming, of course, my guest.

The guest was busy. Petrovich was left without a jacket, sat with rolled up sleeves, smoked, and excitedly clicked something in my tablet. While I was eating, from time to time he deeply inhaled with his strange cigarettes, peered at something on the screen, and then reacted. Differently. He will whistle, he will start laughing like a madman, or even write down, with a very bad smile, something in his notebook.

I got tired of waiting for me to pay attention, besides, I refreshed myself and wanted to ask a couple of tender to this gift. But Petrovich was completely detached from the world and did not notice me. Had to cough, they say, may be enough already?

- And Ivan Nikolaevich, - puff, - how did they steam up?

- You might think you do not know.

- Yes, yes, - again buried in the tablet, - wow! Already three hundred, who would have thought. So, uh ... everything is clear. It is necessary to write, then figure it out.

I wrote it down with such a face that I understood with whom they would not understand it, but they would sort it out.

- Maybe you still stop digging in my life, well, in the sense of my tablet computer?

Petrovich looked in my direction:

- Ivan Nikolaevich, you can't be so impatient. This time. Secondly, this is not your ... uh, - rummaged through his little book, - tablet. This is my. And thirdly, I know everything about you.

I looked around and figured out that the tablet looks like mine, very much, but not mine. This one was of a deep anthracite color and was slightly iridescent with small lightning bolts that looked like running currents. Wow, devilish gadgets. Having extinguished a cigarette, after having first smoked the next one about it, Petrovich finally turned his face towards me.

- Absolutely awesome thing. Incredibly handy, fast and agile stuff. I can not believe that you came up with it.

- Who are we?

- People, Ivan Nikolaevich, people. You are a consumer in general. From living in caves, and ending with today's apartments. Inventiveness, not your element. But this is an amazing thing. Stumbled until you were a few hours.

- Hours?

- Of course. And how many do you think were missing? That's it. It seems to you that you are experiencing an illusion. In fact, a complete immersion in the physical state of the object of desire. Absolute!

Petrovich brought a bottle of grappa over my glass. Complete. Finally, the magic tricks in action! Where it came from is not clear. She was definitely not on the table.

- So I stumbled upon your tablet. And he will blink ... just a second, - a notebook, - yeah, with a message in the vootsappa. It seems so. Strange, I can not understand this expression so far. William couldn't help me either. But it is, by the way. So here. I must confess to you that I am extremely curious. Everything new and unknown to me is nothing but a passion. I took your tablet, and immediately realized that quite a while ago we had not visited you.

- Who, us?

- People, Ivan Nikolaevich, people. You have managed to clothe your laziness and greed with very useful resources. Well, however, this is irrelevant to our business.

As my back turned cold. This is how an ordinary person seems to bring trouble to the whole ball. How now to swear at him? Well, how not to swear, and so, to present questions.

But Petrovich was in a good mood. In the most part. As understood, but how.

- Yes, we immediately adopted your achievements. Very fast.I can boast that I have the third registration number in our network - Hel beech.

- BUT...

“What,” Petrovich glanced, “would you like to ask a question?”

- No no. Excuse me. What interrupted.

- So here. Your invention instantly spread in our area. Instantly. The last time in my memory such a stir was a couple of thousand years ago. Everything, literally everyone imbued with such opportunities. And what news, Ivan Nikolaevich, what news!

He grabbed the devil's tablet.

- Here, admire. Maleficent jumped into marriage again. Imagine! For the tenth time! Incomprehensible. Well, who could. Who, tell me, could plunge into this pool. After all, the previous husbands all sent into oblivion. To a single. Although, maybe Bluebeard, he had been plotting for a long time. And then, as luck would have it, the continuation of the news, who is this desperate, will be only after midnight.

Another flipped pages.

- Well, that's really quite, in any gate does not climb. Rumpleshtiltshen, I can not stand him, somehow managed to become the owner of the new network. How, how did he do it? For the sake of fairness, he should have always noticed that he was still a crap, but so fast !?

Petrovich was immersed in the news, transmitting to me his next experiences.

- But who stayed with his, so it's old Santa. Sits on his bags, but feeds deer. What else can you expect when you even need you once a year. Although you know. There was one funny story. Once he had a novel, not something that would be a novel, so an affair. With Tooth Fairy. She made a noise that's why ...

I was bored. It is interesting of course to hear about fairy-tale heroes who turn out to live, rejoice, finally exist. I was worried about my blood. Personal. Is my birthday today, or is it all otherworldly brotherhood?

- You are not interested?

“Why, you don’t learn about such things every day,” I frowned, “but there is plenty of it all in our world.” Only the names of others.

- Understand. And I wanted you to read the news about your heroes, whatever you were closer to. That's about Koshchei interesting topic is. Very curious.

- I believe. Only now another interests me.

Petrovich removed his new gadget.

- Your right. What do you want to talk. About the third wish?

- On the second.

- What's wrong with him.

- It, it ended not the way I wanted.

Petrovich took out the tablet again.

- Wait a minute. How wrong? Here, admire? - they showed me a record of my desire, - three, they wanted, secured, they didn’t persuade, all right?

- Yes.

- So what are you not happy?

- Petr Petrovich, you know how it all ended?

- Partially yes. But I already asked you after the first wish, were you fully present?

- What was there to wait for that? While they did not do me?

- I do not know, maybe you could calm them down. They would thank you for it.

- Maybe so. Just I'm not used to when the girls are fighting, and even sitting on my, well, in general, there.

Laughing a little, Petrovich answered:

- Yes, I do not remember such intrigue for a long time. The main thing so everything was fine, and you were on top. And such an unexpected ending.

We looked at each other. Then Petrovich raised his eyebrows and asked:

- continue?

- Yes. I know what I want.

Petrovich took out a notebook and put a tick. I could not resist:

- What about new technologies?

The devil winced:

- Do not believe who is our chief accountant. Cyclops. Unable to imagine. How IT could be assigned to such a position. His whole existence was a night watchman. So there, today everything is clumsy and in one eye, so to speak. It is necessary to put the Humpback Horse, everything will fly. So, I listen to you carefully.

- I want to be strong and powerful. I want to fuck, one chick after another. No courting. They just stand, and I have them. A dozen at a time. Here it is.

- Getting started.

***

Big John was approaching another victim. Today he was in shock. Seven times already, he poured out into prepared females. It was his reward ....