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"Merry Christmas
(From a series As we with Vovka. Winter vacation)

– Tonight we celebrate Christmas.

So the grandma told. We never noted it earlier. Old New year – yes. And Christmas was for me an unknown holiday. But the grandma told that for Christmas it is possible to guess. It was a powerful argument. And one more holiday could not be superfluous. Mother at first not really wanted to set the table, but the father with the grandfather supported this idea too. Means, to a holiday to be. Especially tomorrow at parents was output.

– And how we will guess? – first of all I took an interest.
– … it is possible for Nuuu on a miscellaneous. On wax, according to cards … – the grandma began to list.
– On a boot, – the grandfather interfered.
– On a muzzle a boot, – the grandma snapped at the grandfather. – All your fortune-telling on empty glasses comes to an end.
– And still it is possible to set fire to a piece of paper, – the grandfather added.
– Do you have not enough cap which burned down? Still set fire to the house. Let's guess then where our children with grandsons will live.

From all this I understood that a holiday and fortune-telling promise to be fascinating. I will surely think to myself of a tank on management. Not important on what. On wax or on a boot. The main thing that it turned out.

In the evening all of us sat at a table and adults celebrated, and I waited when it is possible to think of a tank. Vovka too to himself chose on what to guess. He still wanted the railroad with which Father Frost deceived him. He even approached the grandfather when that to smoke went to kitchen, and asked him about guessing on a boot. What there should be done?

– Yes anything special, – the grandfather started up smoke in an open window. – Before the maid took the boot and threw it on the street. Said that that it seems – the promised masked, be to me … – the grandfather thought. – I do not remember further.
– Also this was masked? – Vovka asked.
– And that, – the grandfather assured it. – On that and Christmas to make wishes.

The grandfather closed a window and returned to a table. Vovka soon after returned happy too.

– What do you grin? – I asked it.
– You will see, – he conspiratorially winked.

Adults all sat at a table, celebrated and were not going to begin fortune-telling in any way. I decided to hasten them.

– And we will begin to think soon?

But here called a door. All exchanged glances.

– Who it could be?
– Railroad! – joyful Vovka was responsible for all and ran to open a door.

Parents looked out too to look whom it brought there.
Was the uncle with a boot in a hand on the threshold and covered with a hand one eye.

– The promised who is dressed up? – Vovka specified. – And where railroad?
– Boy. Where it is possible to see your parents? – politely he asked.

Mother left in a corridor. Father afterwards.

– You absolutely were shocked – boots to rush to a window? – the uncle stopped being polite. – And if an eye was beaten out absolutely? – it took away a hand and showed a graze over an eye.
– Yes from what you took what it we? – the father stood up.
– I managed to notice how your window was closed, – the person explained.

At this moment, having become interested in dialogue, in a corridor there was a grandma. She recognized the boot in the uncle's hands at once.

– And well, give here … – she took a boot and captiously examined it. Then Vovka. – What that prompts to me that I know whose hands this business. And even I guess who wised up! – she shouted to the room to the grandfather. – Only a boot on a muzzle I meant to you. But not to the passersby.
– So you not the promised? – Vovka took offense. – And why the boot was taken then?
The uncle understood nothing at all. What does it have to do with the promised and why to someone had to arrive by a boot on a muzzle? And got for some reason, apparently, not to the addressee, and him.
– I will explain everything to you now, – there began the grandma. – You forgive this scatty in advance. It at him the brain narrowed. Therefore does not know what creates. And the grandfather same, is a match for him. They make a pair. More precisely, three, – she looked askance on me. – Admit. You in a window what threw out? For whom to us still to wait?
– Give I to you I will spread with iodine, – mother offered. – And you cold should apply until the cone was inflated.

The uncle told that it will better go. And cold on the street is enough and so. It called the elevator, doors were closed, and all of us came back home.

The grandma looked at a boot, weighed it in a hand and went with it to the room. Apparently, it was going to correct a situation with guessing on a boot. The grandfather in the room was not.
It was not necessary to look for it long. He stood on kitchen and smoked in an open window.

– Valya. Without nonsenses, – it began. – I taught the child to nothing of that kind.
– Now I will teach you, – the grandma threatened on the grandfather a boot.

I so understood that guessing on a boot – not the most suitable option. Here it is not even necessary to guess to whom will get now. And at the grandma the word does not disperse from business. At the grandfather from the hill bruise did not pass, and the grandma to it will add new now.

The grandma threatened a boot and already began to lower it on the grandfather. A second more, and the grandfather would receive as that the uncle, but the grandfather for years of life with the grandma was prepared for much. He counted maneuver of the grandma and dexterously evaded. The boot described a trajectory and in that place where there was just a grandfather, slipped out hands of the grandma and departed to a window …

All stood. Nobody even in a window decided to look out. And I so understood that guessing on a boot today the most popular. It was necessary to guess who now to us with a boot will come. But the intuition already prompted me the answer.

In two three minutes the silence was broken by a call to a door. Vovka did not run any more. In principle nobody went to a door. All stood and looked at each other. As though solving in a mute dispute who should meet the promised masked this time.

– I will open, – the grandfather after a repeated call decided.

Was the uncle with a boot on the threshold. The same.

– By, – already smiling, he told. – I do not know that at you for entertainments here, but you the small can hold minutes ten until I leave and I depart on safe distance? And that some sea battle turns out. Wounded – by – killed. I do not plan to reach the last stage. Play with somebody another.
– And it not I now, – justified myself Vovka. – This is the grandmother.

The uncle suspiciously looked at all, handed to the grandfather of boots and called the elevator.

– Ten minutes. Simply all to a postoyta here, – he repeated and fled by the elevator.

– Well, – the grandfather closed a door. – Everything was.
– Do not hurry with conclusions, – the grandma did not agree. – It with it everything was. With you still nothing was.
– Give everything at a table, – the father decided to bring truce. – There will be enough fortune-telling for today.

Generally, this evening with fortune-telling did not leave. Not absolutely left, to tell more precisely. At the end of the evening the grandma nevertheless agreed to tell fortunes a little to us with Vovka on wax. In the least injury-causing way as she said. But interesting we learned a little. The grandma, that there whispered that that waits for us this year, and dug wax in a bowl with water. At first to me, then to Vovka. My piece of wax showed that I this year am waited by brains.

– Perhaps the school of the person begins to do of you? – the grandma told. – Do you see what left?

I saw nothing, but the grandma told that it is similar to a brain. However, small and crinkles it is a little, but me for a start will be enough.
Vovka where that made out the railroad there. Probably, he very much wanted it and it seemed to him everywhere. The grandma twisted in hands what turned out, and told that at best it is just a wax lump. But it is even good. This year of anything special does not expect Vovka. And everything will be quieter".

Andrey Askovd ©

The author Andrey Askovd had 3 books of adventures "As I with Vovka..." I began to read stories in its group in VKontakte, was ill with laughing in a tummy: such lovely razdolbaychik Just like my husband in the childhood and now sometimes

The truth lovely their pranks look of course from height lived, more precisely - endured by their relatives At first of course very much there is a wish to beat that it was untempting... But "the love is evil"...

Generally I wanted to obtain in library of his book at once, after the first reading. And at last fulfilled the wish, so far partially, 1 and 2 volume:

It is a little summaries from books
I will tell honestly: for the present did not open the book, I delay pleasure
But already I anticipate a huge charge of good mood and wonderful pastime