Marsiana
CHAPTER 12
In the morning Marsiana woke up and felt that she was cold. She looked out the window and saw that the sky was covered with the gray clouds and drizzled. She decided that she needed to keep warm. Usually children of her age are heated with hot chocolate, tea or other similar drinks. Marsiana did not fit all.
She concentrated for a moment and from the cozy bed transported, where do you think? In a nuclear reactor of the nuclear power plants! Marsiana at once felt warm, and she like a fashionista in the solarium, began to bask in the flow of gamma radiation. On her face appeared satisfied smile, and she turned in all directions, putting her body under the dense fluxes of radiation. ‘Oh, it’s good!’ she could not help exclaimed. ‘Just wonderful. It is a pity that my grandmother, Mrs. Carter Aunt Audrey can not afford to bask in the nuclear reactor. But this is so cool!’ Marsiana basking in the glow of the deadly for any normal human radiation, and her body began to glow green. She purred like a contented cat, and could not stop smiling. Her eyes were narrowed, and the body literally absorbs radioactive radiation. Slightly got warmed, Marsiana even began to sing a song: I'm sitting in the reactor, I'm feel good here, Here warm, here light, And it is not hot... After another ten minutes, Marsiana, properly warmed up herself and in a good mood, left the nuclear reactor plant. Kept humming a song under her nose, the text of which was constantly changing, she began to wander around the nuclear plant. At one point, she noticed a small crack in the shell of the reactor. A little more and deadly radiation can escape. The crack was still so microscopic that it is not seen, even to the most sensitive instruments. But Marsiana saw. She walked over to the body of the reactor, put her little palm and crack almost immediately vanished. ‘That’s better,’ Marsiana said in a satisfied tone said. ‘I do not want that my flowers suffer from radiation as well as Mrs. Carter and Billy. Well, Christy, too,’ she added, a little thought. Marsiana went through the corridor along the reactor and from time to time idly struck with her the right palm on the metal’s wall. In that place immediately formed a small dent as if hit with a large sledgehammer. Although in reality Marsiana struck not much, and did not even notice that she leaves on a thick metal wall dents. She liked nuclear power plant. She was very happy that the station is not far from home of Mrs. Carter. In total some one thousand miles. For her, it was nothing. ‘I should visit this place more often,’ she said, standing near the last block. ‘In this reactor left very little fuel,’ she said in the tone of a specialist. ‘It is time to change it.’ Marsiana raised her head and looked curiously at hanging over her head surveillance camera. She knew well that at this moment in the center of the nuclear power plant management was looking at her the bewildered operator. Marsiana smiled and affably waved with her hand. The operator inadvertently waved back and then stared in shock at the little girl, walking next to a nuclear reactor. First, he wanted to raise the alarm, but then decided that it was a normal gamma ghost, which, according to the words of his colleagues often occurs during their duty. He just waited in a silence till the ghost disappeared. Marsiana really disappeared from the sight of a surveillance camera, and the operator was relieved and tried to turn to the job. It was his first ghost, which he saw for the time of working at the plant. Walked a little more among the nuclear power plant units, Marsiana decided it was time to go home. In less than a second, she was again lying in her bed, and as if nothing had happened, looked out the window. Gray clouds gradually melted and on the window’s glass were appeared the first gay of sunlight. Marsiana smiled in return and said: ‘When Billy comes I’ll have to play with him in the tanks’ battles. He has to like this game. I personally like it,’ Marsiana with these words rose from the bed and began to call Billy. Billy, when he saw who calls him from a joy was ready to jump up to the ceiling. He was ready for Marsiana not only play in the tanks, but even to go to the Amazon to catch the world's largest anaconda. He gladly accepted the offer of Marsiana and jumping and singing immediately ran to the house of Mrs. Carter. * * * Marsiana instead of her room took Billy in the garden. Billy decided that they will play in tanks not on the computer but on the laptop. Not very convenient, but he was willing to do anything to sit next to Marsiana. She was so nice and unusual smelled as the world's best chocolates! Billy closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. ‘What?’ Marsiana surprised. ‘A? What? Nothing,’ Billy said, opening his eyes. ‘Where shall we play?’ ‘In the garden,’ Marsiana said. ‘Where’s laptop?’ Billy asked, looking around, ‘In the house left. Shall I run for it?’ ‘What does the lepton has to do with the game?’ Marsiana again surprised. ‘We are going to play tanks’. Billy scratched his head. He thought that Marsiana was he was joking over him, but he did not understand the meaning of a joke. ‘We’ll be,’ he said cautiously. ‘Frankly speaking, the tanks are not my favorite game, but maybe you have got a new version?’ Marsiana looked at him wide-eyed. ‘Ah, you mean the tanks,’ she said. ‘Well, of course I do. I mean the games which are played by all the children around the America. And what about you are talking?’ ‘I mean these one,’ Marsiana gestured at her feet. As Billy carefully scrutinized under his feet, but nothing except the green grass and dry ground he has not seen. ‘I do not understand,’ he finally admitted. ‘Ants!’ Marsiana exclaimed in a satisfied tone. ‘Ants are our tanks. We will play with ants.’ ‘Cool!’ Billy slowly said and grimaced as if he eaten the unripe plums. Mess around with ants in the garden he had no desire to. But to deny Marsiana he did not dare and didn’t want to. ‘I also think it's great. This idea came to me this morning, after a walk. I wonder why I didn’t think about it before!’ Marsiana kept talking with a satisfied tone. ‘Really,’ Billy agreed getting accustomed to the tiny ants, and not knowing how they can play in tanks with them. Pushes them to each other with the matches, or what? Frankly speaking, he had no idea what Marsiana thought out. ‘You're ready to play tanks?’ Marsiana asked. ‘I think I’m ready,’ Billy sniffed. ‘Are you sure about it? Will not cry then?’ Marsiana insisted. ‘If you do not like, we just can not leave the game immediately. You should have a little patience.’ ‘Well, I do not like when I was bitten by ants, sometimes it’s very painful, but I hope you do not make me take them in hands or put them in my bosom?’ Billy said. ‘Of course not. This is the other tanks game,’ Marsiana said pointedly. ‘I’m ready,’ Billy sighed. ‘Let's begin already.’ Marsiana only nodded in response. Billy suddenly discovered that he was sitting in the unfamiliar place. Next to him sat Marsiana. Then Billy realized that they do not just sit but quickly was moving among the grass. ‘What is it? Where are we?’ he cried in bewilderment. ‘In tank,’ Marsiana explained. ‘In tank? How is it? Where did it come from here? Billy did not understand. ‘We're inside the ant,’ Marsiana explained. ‘This is our tank. It's great. Now you’ll see.’ Ant, inside of which there were Marsiana and Billy suddenly ran faster and attacked another ant and that one started to defend himself. A fight broke out. ‘Billy, shoot, shoot!’ Marsiana shouted excitedly, deftly manipulating with the front paws and jaws of ant. ‘What with?’ Billy asked, staring in bewilderment at the events that occurred. ‘Use drops of dew or lumps of ground,’ Marsiana advised. ‘Grab them and throw. These are our shells!’ Billy, no more questioning began to throw into the enemy ant the lumps of dry clay. Ant rolled onto his side, and then rushed to escape. ‘Yeah, you’ve got it!’ Marsiana triumphantly screamed and ran to pursue the fugitive. It is not known what would be the end of it, if they did not meet on their way a huge, black beetle, and now they had to flee. Game of tanks gradually began to seize as well as Billy. He, too, was shouting, advised where better to flee, and even was arguing with Marsiana, when she on his thoughts was doing something wrong. In the midst of the game, Marsiana suddenly slapped her palm against her forehead. ‘How could I forget!’ she exclaimed. ‘No, how could I forget. It does not look like me.’ ‘What? What forgot?’ Billy asked anxiously. ‘How do we get out of the ant?’ the prospect to spend all lifetime inside of the ant did not rejoice him. ‘No, not that. Do not worry. I remember how we get out of tank. I forgot about something else.’ Billy suddenly discovered that he no longer sits inside the ant, and stands near the gate of the house of Mrs. Carter. Marsiana disappeared without a trace. Nothing understanding Billy trudged home. Ant, who against his will was just a minute ago in the role of tank, began to put up with his former enemy. Black beetle too, no longer paid any attention to the enraged ants, and in the garden of Mrs. Carter again reined the idyll.
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