Anya Annetsun
Vermouth Thunder. One Killer Story
– I added the second when I met you.
Oh! Mala covered her face with her hands. Her cheeks were burning and she was shaking a little more.
They were about to have the most significant event in their life – it is even more than marriage or children … this is a new birth! Mala began to remember how much she had seen in her incomplete 7 and a half lives. There were two more in stock. I wonder if they will be counted at Severs? She thought about her friend Nadya, about her family, children, about simple earthly joys – she said goodbye to all of this right now, right at that second. And Mala thought – she was sure of it – that she no longer regretted anything. Here, on Earth, nothing kept her: her parents died when she was little, she had no brothers and sisters, she had no children, colleagues, or a favorite job. She only had him and a ticket to this new unknown life. And she was ready for this path.
Suddenly a logical thought struck her and she looked out through the side window:
– How do we get out of here? Here is the roof!
She was really worried about this question. If they make a lot of noise, they might be noticed.
Thunder smiled indulgently and took hold of the dimple on her cheek with his hand:
– The roof is sliding. Everything is thought out, baby.
Mala nodded. The ship hummed. Thunder one after another raised all the switches. The cockpit began to glow, Mala felt the weight in her legs – as if Gravity had changed.
Will we feel weightlessness? She asked dreamily.
– Surely – said Thunder and smiled:
– And even make love.
“Hmm…” Mala lowered her gaze in embarrassment.
– Ready? – Thunder looked at her and infected her with those sparks in her eyes. She also felt the excitement.
– A thousand times, yes, let's fly soon.
Thunder was about to hit "Go" when suddenly they heard a knock outside. Thunder extinguished some of the lights and, telling Male to wait here, went outside
Captain Ulysses was standing at the entrance.
– Captain … you probably brought … I don't want to …
“It's okay, you don't have to kill me. I came myself and all this bullshit – there are no heaps of police cars and helicopters outside.
– Okay, then why are you here.?
Captain Ulysses smiled. – I came to say goodbye
“Very nice of you, but I don’t …
– Captain Ulysses – Mala shouted as she ran down the ladder.
– Your friend seems glad to see me more. The captain said hopefully.
Mala held out her hand. “We couldn't have left without saying thank you.
Thunder looked at Mala and his gaze warmed.
– Yes captain. Mala is right. Thank. – his bass became warm in a friendly way, and nostalgic notes flickered in his voice.
– Drop it! I could not do otherwise. You are both good guys. I will miss you! – Ulysses held out his hand to Thunder for a handshake.
– Thank you, captain! – Thunder shook the outstretched hand -Can you want with us? We will find a place for you in the luggage compartment. “Thunder is joking, which means he's completely relaxed,” Mala thought.
– No, I’m here somehow. Moreover, everyone should be where his home is.
“And that's true, captain. We have to go.
– Go. go, I'll stand here.
Every traveler should have someone who stands on the platform and waves to him for forgiveness. Forward! Don't mind me!
Thunder nodded, and they stepped quickly towards the ship. Soon they were back in the cockpit.
Mala remembered how the ship hummed, the roof parted from above, remembered the captain's sad and slightly worried face, and then only light, clear heavenly moonlight, and weightlessness.
Mala spent the most important moment when they had to jump to another galaxy half asleep. Space sickness happened to her. But one thing she knew for sure that they managed to do it – when she woke up, before her eyes was already a completely different planet, also blue, also green – but it was a system of twelve suns. They were already at Severs 12.
When Captain Ulysses left their cozy nest on the Seven Mountains, he did not find a place for himself. In his mind, duty, honor and conscience were attacked by his sympathy for these people, or almost people. He was faced with a dilemma: to tell everything in the police station, and after a few hours there would be several outfits and armored vehicles near their house, or let them leave. This decision was difficult for him, but the captain decided not to say anything to his colleagues. He remembered how he visited his grandmother in childhood, and how bullies who were much older than him were bullied at him. And all he dreamed of was to go home.
He couldn't blame the man who wanted to fly home. He had no such right.
After all, his story was just beginning.
