most interesting thing about Timoshka was nowhere with the appearance of the brownie.
– It was a long time ago, a hundred thousand years ago, as our chroniclers write. Nebylandiya was a real paradise for all creatures, and cats were idolized there and were always kept as a talisman in their family clan. These cute fuzzies loved Non-Land very much, but as it turned out later, they loved our world, but not us.
They were taken with them on trips to different worlds and even to work here on your Earth.
But cats have neglected our trust and love. They had their own thoughts about Non-Land. They took a poisonous ointment from our enemies ghosts from the world of Shadows and began to smear wool with it constantly.
– Come on, you don’t believe it. And what happened next?
– And then all the brownies from the world of Non-Land who had cats in the clan began to sneeze endlessly. And they even began to die from endless sneezing and runny nose, suffocating from an incomprehensible smell. When we understood the reason, we immediately expelled the conspirators of cats from our world.
– That’s what you are, so you drove them to us, knowing that they are so dangerous and cunning.
– Apchi, you see your Timosha is gone, and the poison is already working, – wiping his nose, said Zyuzya.
«So it’s an allergy,» I said, laughing at the brownie.
– That’s what you think. But we know what it is. As for their escape to your world, it was they who chose it. Perhaps to fulfill their plans.
– That’s the story you told me, how am I going to live now?
– There are still six stories left, do not forget about our agreement with you, – said Zyuzya and immediately disappeared.
And instead of him, my Timosha appeared on the sofa with his paws spread out impressively.
– Why do you want to take over our world, you cunning man? I asked him.
Timosha curled up into a ball as if nothing had happened and fell asleep.
THE SECOND STORY
– And so the peasants got ready for one, two, three drove, – a familiar voice was heard from the room.
Something hit the floor again, it looks like a flower fell from the windowsill.
I was in the kitchen at that time, preparing dinner. Natasha was supposed to come home from work soon.
– I guess whose fault the pot of flowers broke, – I said loudly, wiping my hands on a waffle towel, went into the living room to scold the brownie.
But when I entered the room, a strange picture appeared in front of me, which I definitely did not expect to see.
There were as many as three brownies hanging on the curtain and they were all completely different. Zyuzya was in charge and commanded them.
– Is that what you arranged at my house? I said loudly.
– Don’t swear, Vasily. It’s me and my brothers competing. We are supposed to arrange competitions like this in Nabyland sometimes. We especially love to hold these events in your world.
– No, I am against such competitions, you have already dropped a pot with a flower on the floor, and it broke.
«Then give me my shoe, and I promise I won’t show up at your house ever.»
– No, I told you, when you tell seven stories, then I will return your thing to you. I don’t wear your shoe, it doesn’t fit me.
– If you don’t want it in a good way, now you’ll see it in a bad way. Don’t you know who brownies are?
– No, I don’t read fairy tales, – I answered with a smile, looking at Zyuzya.
– What would you understand, we are obstinate spirits. And if we are very angry, we can be very angry. Come on, guys, stare at him with your evil eyes.
And the two brownies who were standing next to Zyuzya flashed their eyes at me.
I was really getting uneasy by the minute.
– And now let’s give Vaska the heat, – shouted Zyuzya.
And the three brownies began to race around the room at high speed and throw things off the shelves.
Suddenly the bell rang, I wanted to go open the door. But Zyuzya blocked my way.
– Listen, give me my shoe! – he said plaintively.
«If you tell me six more stories, then I’ll give them to you,» I replied in a calm voice.
– What kind of person are you, nothing will scare you. This was the second story, there are still five left,» Zyuzya said and disappeared, followed by the others.
And in the room, all the things were back in their places.
THE THIRD STORY
– Vasenka, have you and Natasha got another cat? – Tamara Georgievna asked, she was a grandmother, she looked about seventy years old.
– Mom, where did you get this from? I asked in surprise.
– I thought there was a cat in the living room. After all, I let Timoshka out for a walk in the morning. But my eyes don’t see well, and I didn’t see who was running around the room.
– Mom, well, you go lie down and rest, and I’ll take a look… maybe the neighbor’s cat really ran into us by mistake, – I said.
And he went into the living room and immediately closed the door so that she could not hear anything.
– Come out, they’ve already snitched on you,» I said quietly.
Zyuzya got out from under the sofa and chattered quickly.
– And you know how it was. I walk down the curtain from the Non-Land, and with my fifth point I feel that someone is looking at her, I realized that it was an old woman and slipped under the sofa so as not to get slippers.
– Nothing, Mom was without glasses.
– Do you want me to tell you a story about an interesting world that I sometimes go to with friends through the cube center.
– Of course I want to, I’m generally interested in how everything is arranged there and what worlds exist.
– In your World of Flesh, you are not supposed to know about all the worlds and about their structure, – said Zyuzya seriously.
– Well, at least tell me something about them, – I asked.
– Okay, I’ll tell you a little. You have already heard about one world, this is our world of brownies, which is called Non-Land, there
