Создатели Судьбы / The Creators of Destiny: Глава 20
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Chapter 20 Camrad_RIP 15.09.22 в 12:51 |
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Andrew, my friend from high school, who looked like a two-meter-tall hamster bodybuilder, closed the gates of the "family estate" of twelve acres. At first, there were six acres, but then he married the owner of the neighboring plot, whom he had known for as many years as he had known me. Now he tells everyone that it was his cunning plan and that after living together for fifty or sixty years, he will divorce and get all the land for himself. A sly fellow. Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:44 |
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While Andrew was closing the gate behind the last car, his wife was already flitting all over the lot, striking me with her ostentatious determination and the randomness of her appearance at various points in space. A minute later, the children of my second friend from the army, Vitya, started running after her like the tail of a comet. Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:46 |
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"Vova, move the car to the garage! Dinner on the grass today!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:47 |
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I obeyed. Thirty minutes later, the men and I were warming ourselves by the flaming brazier, when someone hit me on the back of the head with a newspaper rolled up into a tight roll. Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:48 |
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"Ouch! Nadia, what was that for this time?" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:49 |
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"For prevention!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:49 |
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"Hit your husband for prevention!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:51 |
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"I feel sorry for my husband. I'll beat him up later. And you just have to!" And Nadia disappeared just as quickly. Lightning person, oh. You could charge a turbine with energy! Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:52 |
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"Andrew, what's going on with your wife again?" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:53 |
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The giant hamster frowned and, after thinking for a while, said: Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:55 |
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"Hungry. That's why she's mad. But it is solvable!" He picked up a bucket, carefully covered with gauze. "Guys, today with me - a kebab on the ancient, passed down from generation to generation recipe! Marinated in kefir meat!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:56 |
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"I have it in dry wine," Vitya smirked and moved a bag of fragrant contents to the bucket. Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:57 |
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I silently kicked the tray of spiced veal that had been prepared since yesterday. Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 13:58 |
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"Well, we're not going to starve to death!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:32 |
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"But we can easily die of gluttony." Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:32 |
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"Come on... we're here for two days. Five kilos..." Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:33 |
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"Four and a half." Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:53 |
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"Six." Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:53 |
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"A total of fifteen kilograms of meat for seven eaters. Plus the cat and the dog." Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:54 |
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"The animals are fed select meat... capitalists..." Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:54 |
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"What, animals aren't humans?"+-+ Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:56 |
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"Plus a bucket of coleslaw. Plus potatoes from the fire. I promised the kids!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:57 |
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"Judging by the smells, Valyusha is already cooking something. Men, I'm scared!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:59 |
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"That's okay, I have very voracious kids! They will save us!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 17:59 |
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"Ajbolit, did you bring your powders? We're going to need them! I'll die, but I'll eat it!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 18:01 |
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"Andrew, you're big enough already!" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 18:02 |
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After some deliberation, we decided to save mine and Vitya's meat for tomorrow, consuming only part of it today. Then, at the other end of the plot, someone shrieked, and the unhappy father galloped off to save the children. After seeing Vitya off, Andrew and I moved closer to the fire. Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 18:20 |
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"Tell me the truth, Vova, why do you want to go virt? Have you decided to start playing sports?" Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 18:22 |
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Before I could answer, I heard from the veranda: Camrad_RIP 20.09.22 в 18:22 |
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"Hey, source of protein! Where are the carrots?" Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:21 |
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Andrew sighed sadly and staggered into the kitchen. I stared mesmerized at the wood burning in the brazier. I love live fire. It's beautiful and always different. And there's something magical about it. Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:30 |
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Nearby there was a sad rumble: Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:31 |
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"That's how to live with a woman who calls you that?" Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:31 |
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"With caution! Keep sharp objects away and feed in time!" Vitya thoughtfully scrubbed his hands with a rag. "Why does she even call you that?" Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:32 |
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"She asked me why we needed so much meat. I told her that meat is the most important source of protein." Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:32 |
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We chuckled. Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:33 |
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"Laugh it up, you clowns. And she'll eat me one day, and then you'll remember." Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:33 |
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"Yeah, where will we go on vacation then? To Nadia's dacha, then it's already kind of creepy. Kids! Come here, you'll watch the fire!" Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:34 |
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There was a growing stomping sound, the crunching of branches, the sound of objects flying around, and the seeming fall of a tree. Two small children, aged five and six, jumped out onto the playground and immediately threw themselves into the fire with wild shrieks. Vitya melancholically caught them by the scruff of the neck, gave them light kicks in the direction, and handed out valuable instructions. The eldest child was busy stirring the embers, and the youngest, unhappy that she was not allowed to light the bow on her disheveled braid, sat down on the bench next to me, looked at the fire, and instantly fell silent, being quite a pretty blue-eyed girl. Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:36 |
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I told you, there's something magical about fire. Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:37 |
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Someone beeped outside the gate. Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:37 |
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"There you go, and you doubted it. Werewolves come at the smell of meat." Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:38 |
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"At the smell of protein!" Camrad_RIP 22.09.22 в 06:05 |
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"Protein that has been chemically and thermally treated." Camrad_RIP 22.09.22 в 06:05 |
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"So the thermal has just started, right?" Camrad_RIP 22.09.22 в 06:06 |
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"We were just thinking, and he already smelled it, bastard!" Camrad_RIP 22.09.22 в 06:06 |
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"Hey, latecomer, what took you so long? We thought you weren't coming!" Camrad_RIP 22.09.22 в 06:07 |
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The stout, stocky man, with the smile of an experienced travelling salesman, fluttered his hands in repentance. Camrad_RIP 22.09.22 в 06:07 |
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Dmitry, the party nickname Mitek, was my second friend since high school. The first hooligan in the neighborhood, a natural-born thug who had participated in countless fights and mischief, after the army went to the prosecutor's office, for which he received from us the honorary title of Werewolf. Camrad_RIP 21.09.22 в 18:21 |
