Little big human

Next day didn’t live up to expectations. By morning Mr. Pines took the twins and they left, according to Stan, on very important affairs that don’t require delay. Else was a little bit unpleasant. Nevertheless agreed. On the other hand, they have in stock two weeks, if not more. As Ms. Lutens say, so it will be.

Ms. Lutens was kind of stepmother for Else. Can’t say that she loved him. But sometimes looked through a warm feelings from her side, but the rest of the time a woman perceived a man like some due, self-evident, like something that just is and can exist apart from her. All that she had to do – it’s shelter, food, drink… Generally, she had to contain a growing child.

He got to her a year ago, plus/minus a month. This whole story, as Mrs. Lutens told, ”extremely complicated and too difficult to perceive, to even try to understand it ”. And the truth is, that this story was the most strange event in his life.

***

It was another ordinary day. Mrs. Lutens banged the fourth decade, and she was alone. Not surprising. By her bad temper she frightened all male beings, whether that was a person on the street, or a goldfish in aquarium. She was always right, not tenable, not tolerate compliments, considering that the last was useless and don’t need to communicate. In restaurants, she always pays for herself, because “I can afford it”. She didn’t accept gifts, saying that “handouts” from someone else’s hands are disgusting. Generally speaking, she was very, very strange person. And there was a lot of desirous.

At that day, she, like always, got up exactly at 7:30 am, washed, dressed business costume, in which she six times a week went to work, and sat for a moment on the couch in front of TV, to inquire about, what happened in the world for last night. Mrs. Lutens never missed news. After hearing simulated voices, reporting that today in New-York will sunny and a bit windy weather, the lady got up from the couch, went into a hallway, there dressed her black coat, in which she looked like a crow, and left the apartment, didn’t forget to lock the door.

In the street was really warm, but “a bit windy” weather. “Finally, the correct weather forecast”- woman thought.

There she goes through the streets of New-York, closed and apathetic. Goes on a long time learned route: Now after the toy store to the right, then go to the crossroads, then cross the road and go straight… And so on… I think you already got that Ms. Lutens’s life was boring, monotonous and not interesting. Consistency and confidence in the tomorrow.

At the crossroads she abruptly stopped. Something caught her attention. Something, that shouldn’t be there. She turned her head to the left and immediately found a reason to stop her. Little boy. He was standing against the window of a bakery. It seems like his gazewas directed to nowhere. He was definitely lost. He didn’t stray from his tour group, he didn’t forget the way, he didn’t rest on his jogging. He was just lost. Spiritually, not physically. For the first time in Ms. Lutens awaked such feeling, as compassion. As she told me later ( it was only once, she didn’t like to remember that day and avoided discussions on this topic), she didn’t understand why, but she went to the lost boy and trying to make more friendly voice, as possible, asked

"You need help?"

Of course he needed help. In that day Mrs. Lutens for the first time in life took time off from work, to help him get to her home, feed him, got to take shower and in the end, get the boy settled in her home. In the future, she never tried to throw him to the shelter. Tis showed about her affection to the boy.

That’s how Else settled at aunt Lutens, as he called her, in spite of her exasperated comments about it. Problems with papers were immediately solved. With his appearance woman’s habits didn’t change.  Character remained the same as it always was.  But there have been changes in the interior of the apartment. Appeared the internet. Great thing, as soon found Else. That was the way he become a fan of ponies. He hadn’t say about it to aunt, not believing that it was necessary. The same way the wallpapers in the room, where the boy settled, has been changed. And indeed the whole room was strikingly different from the rest of the apartment: computer, bright wallpaper, windows without curtains and a table piled with notebooks and textbooks. Else liked here. This room was his island, where he could be himself.

Turned out, that all his habits, seem to have been with him through all his life. He also tried to follow the fashion, but at the same time, dressed in his own way, always bright and without any clothing combinations. In the company of his peers he showed himself as funny man, as clown, if you please. But unfortunately for Mrs. Lutens, and most for Else, the boy had no friends. There wasn’t even two or three people with whomyou can say hello, going to class in the morning, and with whom your communication per day stops here. It was lonely, but to despond, Else saw no point. A mixture of a realist and optimist made itself felt.

The name for him, boy chose by himself, as to the question of his name, he couldn’t give a clear answer. The same thing happened when asked questions about where he was, where he lives, who were his parents, and perhaps the most important, how did he got to that crossroads. But his birth date Else remembered. Seventeenth of may nineteen hundred and ninety-eight. Further trips to the doctors didn’t find any symptoms of the alleged amnesia. At that all over. Neither Mrs. Lutens or Else it wasn’t particularly interesting.

Boy, after a single campaign to hypnosis, could just remember, that before he found himself at a crossroads, he woke up lying on the pavement, face up, the sun was rising over the horizon. He stoo up, looked around, then brushed off all dirt, which was possible and stupidly went where he looked. He pretty tired as he walked, and wanted to eat badly, so when he saw a bakery, he started rummage in his pockets. Not found a penny there, he leaned his back at the shop window, wondering what to do and how to be. Suddenly, a woman came to him.

This summer, after Else celebrated his birthday in splendid isolation, Mrs. Lutens decided to take a break from his adolescent loneliness, and sent him far away, namely in Gravity Falls, with giving him a lot of money. When Else boarded the bus, she told him: “Please don’t mess with the bad guys. Be carefull near the roadway. Always count on how much money you need to spend and how much can you save. When you get there, find “Snack Tyne”. The chief there is Stan Pines, not the most pleasant guy. You will stay there. Offer him a hundred, if he don’t agree – two. He’s so greedy. Be careful… ”. Else noticed that Lutens’s eyes for the first time of the year ”at the wet spot”. He took her hand and said:

"Of course I’ll be careful. That’s me!"

"That’s what I’m afraid of", - Ms. Lutens said quietly.

The bus pulled away from the bus stop at 10:45, like clockwork. Else got into back seat, stuck in the ears his headphones colored cut grass and closed his eyes. A woman stand at the bus stop. She looked in the trail, slowly receding bus, calming herself.

"That’s me!"

"That’s what I’m afraid of…"

***

Twins left and, therefore, there was nothing. Aimlessly wandering around the house, on the ground floor, in the exhibition hall, and even visiting the stock of goods, where he chosen a snow globe, Else could just say that this place is at least unusual. Under "Unusual" implied old copiers, closed padlock secret door, lots of tablets with hieroglyphics and, above all, a utility room, allocated Susu as lounges.

Large, spacious room with a comfortable sofa, TV, bookcase and so on. Here's what to ask people to stay overnight. Walking through the entire area with the permission of Sousse, Else stopped at the aforementioned bookcase. The doors opened with difficulty, because nobody oiled hinges here for ten years. Wardrobe jolted, and the boy heard something fall to the floor. Looking around, he saw a little dusty book, or rather a notebook, but without cells. On the eye it was ninety pages. Picking up a notebook, Eles sat on the couch and opened it at first got here. Page was empty. He opened another. The same result. Then he quickly flipped through the entire book from cover to cover. Nothing, except for the first page, which was not the most accurate way to break out. Els has decided to leave the book itself. She might need it as a notebook, is not it?

After half an hour of wandering, Else decided on a desperate act - he decided to go into the forest alone. During the day there is not as scary as night. That's for sure. So there is nothing terrible in this. There is even fun if that's so, walking around, he finds a deer the size of a pin, or another time traveler lost in broad daylight. And especially, now that he has a "notebook". He will call the book so.

Else went up to my room to get ready in a dangerous and selfless adventure. Naturally, it was nothing more than a small hike, but the body is required adrenaline. In backpack fit things like universal Swiss Army knife, given to him by an aunt Lyutens birthday pair of warm socks, four candy bars, a thermos of hot water and a first aid kit. "Protected is forearmed, well, or whatever?" - Else thought. In the right pocket invariably went headphones with the player, and the left will fit small diameter compass. On his head wearing a cap with the inscription «Strange», on the feet - blue sneakers with black laces and slim jeans. Over a monochromatic yellow shirts wearing a black jacket. "How unprofessional for the traveler, black jacket on a sunny day!" - Mentally cursed himself for carelessness boy. Black absorbs sunlight, everyone knows it. It will be incredibly hot in a similar fashion. But it was only his jacket, and he took off himself, folded it and put it on the bottom of the backpack - suddenly need. It's Gravity Falls!

At 12:34 local time Else stood at the entrance to the forest. Forest full of puzzles, mysteries and interesting creatures. Stepping on your throat, Else slowly, like a surgeon during surgery, crossed the invisible line that separates the world from this taiga. The journey began.

At 13:48 Else stopped to rest. He did not think that will be the usual walk tiring. Now his attention was concentrated on the chocolate bars lying somewhere in his backpack behind. He pulled one out, thinking that for almost half an hour had found nothing interesting or supernatural. At all! If you believe the stories Dipper and Mabel, this place should be packed with magic and varied pleasures of Mother Nature. But no, nothing.

After his small meal he was going to go home. Enough for today. Twins may have already arrived? It is necessary to find out. He stuffed the wrapper in his pocket, preferring to throw it in the bin and not on the damp earth.

His thoughts are scattered in different directions. He could not think of anything in particular, and just walked around and enjoyed the beauty. Suddenly, he remembered something. Today should get a new series of My little Pony! "Oh, man!" - he angrily kicked a nearby stone. He flew into a large bush with a crash crashing into something. Else it was interesting. What is it? Parting the branches, he found only something vaguely resembling the inside of the hedge. Nothing interesting, again. His thoughts went back to the ponies. When he was bored or sad, he included a pair of runs to take a break from worldly cares. Cheerful children's cartoon. Sometimes you laugh, and sometimes not at all fun to watch. Perhaps that is why many people write on it fanfiksheny. All sorts of love stories, the main characters death, the ratings distribution. They even somehow managed to kill Pinkie Pie! Oh, if only his hands could reach such authors, he would have them ...

He stopped.

Ahead, a small heel of land surrounded by bushes with berries, was a man. He sat on the fifth point, clasping his feet, and barely noticeable rocked from side to side. Black patent leather shoes, which were covered with a thick layer of dried mud, lay nearby. At full body wearing an orange robe. On the wrist - watches seem with an integrated compass. Blond hair. Man often sobbed on the ground and then fell salty drops.

Else stood and stared in bewilderment at the whimpering fat man in prison garb. It was weird. And not even the fact that a man was sitting here in the midst of dense forests, and the fact that he was crying and sometimes emit an intermittent howling. Something just did not give the boy to leave.

Suddenly the man turned his head straight to where the boy stood. Their eyes met. After a moment of silence, the man asked a very pertinent question is not:

"Can you speak?" - quiet voice trembling he asked.

"Of course I can", - Else spoke slowly, to a man standing sideways, ready to flee at the slightest manifestations of aggression. You never know what to expect from these people.

Crying face lit up and he got up from the ground, then shook himself and went to the boy. Seeing that he began to back away, the man blushed slightly, but not with anger.

"I won`t hurt you, honestly".

Man slowly pulled from his pocket a small bowl, glass-looking, six centimeters in diameter. Inside this ball lightning and could see multicolored fog. Rainbow mist accurate. Else body went limp. The show was awesome. But man does not share the views of the boy. He held the ball with two fingers, as usual keep something really nasty or unpleasant.

"Here, it's yours! Take it!" - with these words, the man in the orange literally shoved the ball in the boy's hand. - Take care of it, do you hear? - the voice of the stranger began to fall apart. - And in any case, never, no way ... do not break it! Truncating?

Else nodded vigorously, seeing that man again now to cry. It happened. He knelt down and began to sob loudly and resoundingly right in front of the boy. Could only look on this show, because it was not possible to help. "Let her cry a little, - Else thought - Always need to give vent to feelings".

Ball in hand vibrated. It was not like electric shocks. Rather, it was the feeling when you put your hand on a small but very powerful device. Oscillations are so fast that you become tickled.

"Five hundred and seventh, fast to get out into the open!" - suddenly shouted a voice amplified megaphone.

The man in the orange sharply turned his head in the direction where the sound came. His eyes narrowed. Now he was terrified.

"Run!" - lightning man got up and ran to Else with a crazy look on his face. Fear, despair, excitement and joy. Else has not had time to say a word, as a man shamelessly grabbed his left hand, which still clutched the ball with lightning and iridescent clouds inside.

"Security breach!" - with these words he pitched ball on the boy's head. Asterisks flew before my eyes from this blow. Body went limp again, only this time for good. Else lost consciousness.

"Take care of yourself! Do not let them get to you! You will understand quickly what's what!"

The last thing the boy saw ... was blue cloud that enveloped him from head to toe. And the men in black who opened fire. And the lifeless body of a man in a prison uniform, fallen to the ground. And then it turned blue, then dark, then black.

***

"Damn it!" - shouted agent Jordan, seeing as blue substance rises above ground and lightning carried away to the west. "We lost him! Report, now! Enable protocol-GL-000 Gamma! Do something, you sons of a...!"