Medicine for fear (fairy tale New Year's)

- Pavlik, - mother told, - in a week there will come new year and it is necessary to decorate a Christmas tree.

- Hurrah! - five-year-old Pavlik on one leg began to jump and rushed off to tell a joyful message to the father on kitchen. The father very much was surprised from such news:

- You do not say so! It is necessary! And what we will do?

Pavlik right there began to list:

- Let's decorate a Christmas tree! Then we will write the letter to Father Frost that to us under a fir-tree put gifts. Oh, to buy tasty candies, it is more apples and tangerines.

The father became interested:

- So, interestingly! And what you want to receive for a holiday from the grandfather Moroz?

- You that, father! It is impossible to speak to anybody, except Father Frost! And that he will take offense and will not bring anything, - Pavlik refused to speak and rushed off to mother:

- Mothers, mothers, give a piece of paper and pencils! I will write the letter to the grandfather Moroz!

Mother smiled, with value looked at the father and went to get both paper, and a box of colored pencils from a desk.

While parents, using in the day off, established the big, fluffy fir-tree bought on a fir-tree market, Pavlusha, with the tongue hanging out, drew the letter. From words there was only a little also that, only those which he managed to learn: P, And, In, L, And, To, M and, strangely enough, Zh.

- there was the most difficult, but when the father told that it is similar to a bug with pads, was remembered instantly and began to draw it easy as a pie. Having pulled out all pencils from a box and having spread out them before itself, Pavlik at first wrote out as he could, is accurate all letters familiar to it, having made them multi-colored, then, under them, diligently drew a brown long triangle, then to it added green needles of different length, and under this remarkable fir-tree began to draw in detail a gift for himself. Mother imperceptibly approached and tried to glance through his shoulder, but he saw in time and blocked the drawing, ulyogshis on it all over:

- Maaam! Nelzyay!

- Oh, forgive, the sonny, I just by passed, unintentionally...

She patted it on the top and fast escaped to the father - to further help to decorate a Christmas tree.



Pavlusha, having turned to the letter again, admired the drawing, carried out a fat strip of blue color under letters, and remembered that he did not draw gifts to either mother, or the father. He thought... What to present to them? Oh, here! And the boy drew at first a rectangle, in its middle something round on a stick, and at the edges outside of this construction added still two circles from each party, only four.

- Paap! Do you what color love? - he shouted.

- Black, - that shouted in reply.

- Uy... black... - Pavlusha murmured, - can, blue will descend? - also decorated a rectangle with a blue pencil. But all kruglyashka and a stick became black.

And it is necessary to mother... it is necessary to mother... He joyfully began to smile and again drew a circle. In its middle two more it is, less, and under them a red stripe. Two circles became blue. He thought and tried to recolour them in green. It turned out not really. But did not begin to redraw. From below to a big circle with blue circles added a triangle, not such again thin as the first, more thickly, and on each side at it is two sticks. Having examined everything, slapped itself a palm on a forehead:

- Oh, as I forgot! And hair... - and drew with a yellow pencil on the head (and it, of course, there was a girl) curls in a big artistic mess. He decorated a dress (triangle) red and in hair added a bow, too red. The gift concluded in a box, having drawn big, beautiful P, and painted over its violet, and from above drew a green bow. Happy with the done work, having curtailed a leaf several times into a small small square, carried under a fir-tree. Let lies there, the grandfather by all means will see him and, of course, will understand that Pavlik "put" in the box.

- I wrote the letter, - is proud he said to parents, - it is possible to take candy? I saw, in a locker is.

- Pavlik, it for New year, - mother told. - It was necessary to wait absolutely a little bit. And that will come Father Frost, and to treat him and there will be nothing.

Pavlik bulged with insult lips and muttered:

- It's all right. I will go then to sleep, - and left to myself.



Of course, mother with the father rushed to watch that their son "wrote" what he ordered to Father Frost? Having developed a leaf, they long considered it, but, alas, did not understand that he wants.

- To Mashin? - the father reflected in a whisper. - Same he drew the car? Look, Katya, it is similar to a wheel, and it - to wheels.

Mother looked with doubt and indecisively answered:

- I do not know, Borya if to look at his second gift, then it is a doll, probably, and it is a carriage to it, - she looked askance on it and cunning smiled.

- And what to buy? I guess. Some rebus, - sighed the father and put poslagy back.

The last they hung up a garland and "rain". Included, admired and, having switched off, too went to sleep, previously having checked whether their "artist" sleeps.

Pavlusha slept, having strong narrowed eyes. No, of course, did not sleep. It had a plan and it is diligent therefore represented itself sleeping. Mother kissed him on a cheek and, having corrected a blanket, left.



The room plunged into a gloom... Pavlik shrank and stood, listening to rustles. Here somewhere something fell...

- Who there? - the shivering voice the boy whispered. It is necessary to admit, remain one in the dark room he was afraid. But was afraid to pass for the little coward in the opinion of the father even more and therefore told nothing to him about the fears. Having waited when as it seemed to him, the father with mother fell asleep, he fast jumped out of the room full of rustles and dangers. And still these shadows running on walls! Who runs what for? It left and densely closed behind itself(himself) a door. There was Pavlusha on kitchen. He decided to get the candy independently, times he it was not given.

- If I eat one, Father Frost all the same will get all others! And there is a lot of them, - he argued.

And here it sneaks on tiptoe by the room with a fir-tree... Having glanced there, he saw a huge shadow at a window and from a fright nearly screamed! But in time clamped a mouth hands. Uf, same fir-tree... But what it at night mysterious also suggests the most different idea - what there, under it? The wolf sneaks? Or the hare sleeps a quiet sleep? And, maybe, bear? And kaaak will jump on Pavlik now! The boy headlong rushed on kitchen and, having run, closed behind himself a door. Having nestled on it a back, recovered the breath, included a lamp that hung at them over a table, and moved as could, quietly, a stool to a table. Over it the locker with candies in a big fruit vase the beautiful hill hung. It stretched, but the vase stood on the topmost shelf and not to reach in any way. It was necessary to climb on a table and already from it to get candy.



Pavlusha so was fond of the business that he did not hear how the father entered and stood some time, watching efforts of the son. Nodded to himself and also very quietly left, without having forgotten to cover a door. And the boy got candy and got back. He was lucky that it did not fall down neither from a table, nor from a stool. Also on tiptoe it left back and settled in a bed, happy with the done work. Candy he was not hungry at all and Pavlik put it under a pillow. For tomorrow.

At night to it Father Frost came. He looked at the boy very strictly, absolutely, as the father, and frowned dense eyebrows. Odette it was in a huge, snow-white fur coat and the same cap. On hands huge mittens on which silver snowflakes sparkled. From under a fur coat noses of valenoks looked out.

- Pavlik, Pavlik, - the grandfather the head shook, - about what gifts can there be a speech if you for me do not want to keep candy? I, maybe, also am I will not become, but attention...

- Pppo... to what will not you be? - asked, stammering, Pavlusha.

- Because I have a granddaughter, the Snow Maiden, I to her wanted to carry a gostinchik. Now I do not even know... and whether to bear to you a gift? And then, you so well packed it that and it is not visible to me that it. Prepared gifts for parents, it is good, the good fellow. Here I will also present to them!

And Father Frost thawed an easy haze.

In the morning Pavlik first of all checked candy under a pillow. But, how many rummaged, could not find, even when lifted a pillow. He even did not begin to cry with surprise, and the whole day thoughtful went. Answered questions of mother inattentively, played toys absent-mindedly, forgetting where the tell-tale had to go, and where to jump a horse. And suddenly dawned on him! Father Frost! This is Father Frost! Took offense and took away candy! Interestingly, he ate it or put back?

- Maaam! - he ran to the room of parents.

- What, Pavlusha?

- Mothers, and tell, you considered candies which in a vase lie? Well that in a locker.

Mother Katya became puzzled. Of course, the father Borja shared Pavlushiny adventures with her, but here that here so to go and count candies, and did not come to her mind.

- And... why to you to recalculate them?

- How what for? Did you tell that they for Father Frost, so?

- So.

- Here... And suddenly... someone will pull out one from there... or even two! - he stared and stared at mother.

- And what?

- How that? The grandfather Moroz will count them and will see that he is not enough one or two. Also will take offense, and m gifts... will not give the one who pulled out. And, maybe, and all! And I to it! so much to all of us ordered!

He kept silent sadly, and then asked tearfully:

- Give, we will count, and? Also we will remember how many them there. Well, just in case.
Mother did not know, to laugh her or to cry, but nodded and they went to kitchen.

- … ten, eleven, twelve... twenty nine, thirty. Everything, - mother exclaimed, - we counted them. What now?

- Now tomorrow we will count again, it is direct, since morning. Suddenly someone will filch at night?

- Pavlik, that you tell it! Who can steal from us candy? - also looked so attentively that Pavlik reddened. Then uncertainly told:

- Well, I put this... ex-... feather... well, how the father at work what he does there?

- An experiment, probably, - mother Katya guessed.

- Yes! Here, it.

Mother sighed and took an interest:

- We what, about the Newest year we will recalculate them?

- Well... can, tomorrow still a time and all.

- Well, tomorrow and - all! - mother strictly looked at the son and left. And in the room burst out laughing quietly that he did not hear. When Pavlik went to bed after a lunch, she called the husband and told about the Pavlikovy experiment with candy:

- I do not represent what in the head happens at it. But candy if it pulls down again at night, should be returned to a vase again.

The father laughed and agreed to finish an experiment too.

At night Pavlik got up again and, shrinking from any rustles and knocks, ran out barefoot on kitchen. Running by the room of parents, listened. It seems, sleep. Oh, precisely, the father podkhrapyvat. And fast did everything, as the day before. Under a blanket dived so promptly as though the pack of wolves pursued it. Well, however, suddenly under a bed, nevertheless, someone lives at night?

And again Father Frost came and shook finger at him, without removing even a mitten, and shook the head.

In the morning they with mother once again counted everything - candies all were on the place. And on it he calmed down. But now thought of the request for Father Frost. The box with its gift was closed! Moreover it is also tied up by a ribbon. And what? How will he see that there Pavlik "put"? Grabbed the leaflet and drew with a black pencil the terrible, shaggy ugly faces which are taking off from its box. Perhaps so will understand? And about gifts to mother and father and wrote - MOTHER and the FATHER. That it was clearer to whom that. That Father Frost did not mix and did not present to mother the father's car, and the father the mother's daughter.

A day before new year mother got a box from a case and pulled out Father Frost from there.

- Oho, what! - Pavlik looked at the New Year's grandfather yours faithfully because that was to the boy on a belt, with a staff and a bag behind shoulders. Father was not such, dreamily, the dress of it was blue, only an edge fur on a cap and on a fur coat were white. The staff is huge, the heads of Father Frost are higher, was plastic and the bag - white with frosty patterns is painted by silver paint, and. Father Frost good-natured looked at the boy, but with a hitrinka in eyes. As though knew something about Pavlik, but will never tell anybody. Pavlusha took seat near him on hunkers and asked in a whisper:

- Will you tell nobody about candies? And uvidat my box? Now to mother with the father not to mix gifts...

Having come to kitchen where mother made a lunch, he asked:

- And why to us this Father Frost if there is real?

Mother Katya right there was:

- Well, as, this as the conductor works. To it laid out all requests, and that, big, real, already everything knows.

Pavlik joyfully began to smile:

- And I and understood. And told everything to it, - and happy, left to play the tell-tales.

When it was put to bed, he asked not to turn off the light:

- I will switch off, - is proud he said. And itself thought - as? How will I make it? One business when mother switches off, and it already lies to itself(himself) under a blanket with the head, and another - most to switch off and then to go in darkness to a bed.

For some reason he forgot how he went independently whole two times even to kitchen on the same darkness. But, probably, now it was that experiment again. He wanted to be assured that he is not afraid of anything any more. Mother nodded and left.

Pavlik lay down a little for cleaning of conscience and went to turn off the light. It was not terrible to go to the switch, but to switch off it... The boy stood the whole five minutes about him, stared, twisted them, clicked, at last, the switch and headlong rushed to a bed under a blanket. Nobody stamped knives behind it, nobody grabbed hand or a pajamas. Having recovered the breath, he leaned out and listened. There was everything, as always: and it is silent, and something rustled, and somewhere again something fell, and the same shadows crept on walls. But Pavlik remained is dissatisfied with himself - it was not necessary to run so.

- All right, - he thought, closing eyes, - after New year I will not be afraid any more.

In the evening of New year all of them together set the table, the father presented to mother spirits in a box, to Pavlik - the fire machine, and mother to both of them on a sweater. At Pavlik the person was extended. And he to nobody and nothing made. Here... all right, all right, it was thought to it, my gifts will be better... Here Father Frost will come and will present. Then they will also understand that it he asked him!

Father Frost was late somehow. But holiday vanity took all family. A chiming clock started the fight and the father opened under them and champagne for himself with mother, and to it lemonade. And mother gave to Pavlik a cracker and they together pulled a string. Bach! And on them multi-colored circles fell down!

- Still! Still! - Pavlusha began to jump and he was given one more. Again cheerful BAH! And again beauty! And here, mother shows something to the father and he is enough her in an armful and turns about the room:

- This gift! Thanks, Katyusha!

- What there that? Show me! - Pavlik jumps up and tries to spot that for a gift such to the father.

- The sonny, - the father sat down near him on hunkers, - mother wants to give all of us a gift, the little brother or the little sister. Only it will be not so soon as we would like, in a half-year somewhere. Yes, Katyusha?

She nodded, and the father right there rushed in a corridor and brought something, having clamped between palms:

- I want to give you a surprise too! I week as owner of the fine car! - and it, having opened palms, showed them keys on a charm, having rattled them.

- Urrra! - Pavlik cried, - Father Frost executed all my gifts!

Parents exchanged glances and only now deciphered its drawings.

In the morning Pavlik woke up because of a call to a door. And right there mother rushed to it and cried terrible whisper:

- Get up rather! There Father Frost came!



As wind blew off the boy from a bed. So quickly he never before put on. And mother while he put on an undershirt, socks, palmed off on him a suit of the cheerful pirate. Finishing touches were a bandage approximately and a hat.



- Everything, we run!

They came tearing along to the room and Pavlusha stiffened. Here it, real... Weigh silvered, high, a borodishcha - on a belt! Just the same, dreamily was.

- Hi, Pavlik, - the grandfather a dense bass told. Pavlik nodded, not in forces to say though a word from delight.

- Will you read verses?

- No, - the boy refused.

- And what then? Will you sing the song?

But it shook the head again.

- No, I want to ask.

Father Frost smiled and took seat on a chair which was prepared for telling of verses, and clapped on a knee:

- Sit down, we will be secretive. Chur not to overhear us! - he terribly looked at parents and those, having sprinkled, jumped out of the room. - So, I listen to you.

- Well, you remember about those candies? - the boy asked conspiratorially.

- Of course, I remember, - the grandfather nodded, are those which you stole, but did not eat any?

Pavlik fatefully sighed and began to nod:

- Yes, about them, and so, gifts any are not necessary to me, mother with the father presented a lot of everything, and here is how to me... - he jumped off from knees and rushed under a fir-tree. Found the leaflet and, having got again back, showed it, having straightened a leaflet on the knees. - Do you see? To mother I drew this that the little sister you presented to her...

Father Frost was struck dumb stared at him, but Pavlik of it did not see, sticking into the drawing of the curly maiden with a finger:

- She told that she will be, but in a half-year somewhere.

- And... - with relief Father Frost exhaled.

- So, thanks for this gift. I drew this machine to the father and you presented us it, the father told what already is. Too thanks. And this my box... Do you see what gets out of it?

- I see, - at once there was serious a grandfather, - see that you struggle with fears and, I think what is successful.

- Yes? Do you think?

- Of course, but, to consolidate these achievements, here to you a gift... - Father Frost got into a bag and pulled out from it... the violet box tied with a green tape. Pavlusha stared at it - one in one same, as in the drawing. And Father Frost shook by it and gave to the boy.

- Here you will make a hole, - it showed on a cover where to make, - such that only the hand could get there. Got that?

Pavlik nodded.

- Here. You will pull out on one medicinal thingummy from there. I will not tell what, and that will be uninteresting. But only on one! What with it to do, itself you will think. Medicine is calculated for a month. You put a box in a case in kitchen, you go there at night, you pull out medicine for fear, you carry to yourself and you put under a pillow. In the morning you eat and you wash down with tea. Understood everything?

Pavlik, having pressed a box to a stomach, began to nod and slipped from knees. Then rose under a fir-tree and loudly read the verse: -

Father Frost, Father Frost!

You brought gifts to us!

Children love you

On all our planet!

Also got away somewhat quicker to do a hole. Father Frost pulled himself at a beard and laughed loudly.

- Hey, parents, you come.

They poshushukatsya, the grandfather pulled out still a box and transferred to the father, and that disguised under a fir-tree.

- Pavlik, I leave to other children, good-bye!

Pavlik jumped out from kitchen, said goodbye to the grandfather Moroz and again escaped on kitchen. While the father saw off the guest, mother went to check what is done there by the sonny and saw how he tries to make a hole a knife in a hole in a box. She was horrified, but took his hand in the and they together made a hole what it was necessary. With impatience the boy thrust inside a hand and pulled out... candy!

- Mother! It their returned everything to me back? Same those that we to it left?

Mother nodded:

- Similar to that. And what he told at the same time?

- Told that this magic medicine.

- Time told, we will trust. It could not deceive.

The father joined them:

- What there it?

- The father, Father Frost returned all candies to me, here, look, - Pavlik shook before him a box.

- It is necessary... Who could think... - the father mutters. They discussed medicine how it is correct to accept and on it Pavlik calmed down. In the evening he found one more gift - it was quite volume box. Having opened it by means of mother, it pulled out from there a pillow on which something was written. Mother read:

- "Sweet dreams, Pavlik!"

The boy burst out laughing:

- Under it I will put candies. Candy sweet, and a pillow has to be sweet, - and escaped to change pillows.

So the whole month Pavlik also went behind candy. And so got used to it that decided to experiment once again. But what is characteristic, being put to bed, he did not listen any more to any rustles. Medicine was very effective.