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"Let's go - beach."
The saint smiled and wanted to say something with pleasure...
— But anyway... The fu...
Door slams shut abruptly.
The coast of the Atlantic Ocean.
Ange, Dorothy, Chise, Beatrice and Charlotte stood on a hill, looking at the landscape of the coast.
Svyat, Steve and Lawrence came up with suitcases. Glory sighed and spoke.
— To be honest, I'm already tired of traveling between countries. I'll stay at home next time...
Dorothy smiled.
— By house, do you mean the sofa in the science room?
Holy, straightening his trousers.
— It's much better than a stone room with a grate.
— Haha, well done, well said, and now please hold my things.
Dorothy throws her bag at the Saint, which causes him to fall violently.
Everyone went forward. Ange, noticing Charlotte lagging behind, approached her.
— What are you thinking about?
The princess raised her head.
— That's weird. I used to think and worry about the kingdom and its problems all the time. But now... It's like everything... Is it quiet?
Ange smiled.
— Isn't it wonderful?
— Maybe...
the whole team came to the shore. They decomposed and the Holy One spoke.
— Indeed, there is no end in sight.
Lawrence, who was passing by, said.
— It's called the ocean.
— You should have walked through the forest before I threw you into the OCEAN.
They all changed their clothes and went splashing in the water. The guys did it more actively, the girls only slowly touched the water.
Ange and Charlotte sat on the deck chairs under the umbrella and continued to discuss something.
Everyone frolicked as best they could. Lawrence and Steve had long swims, Svyat and Dorothy played with a leather ball, and Beatrice and Chise collected shells.
After half an hour of playing, Svyat kicked the ball so hard that his leg hurt. The projectile itself flew 30 feet away, right along the shore.
Dorothy, who followed him, noticed a small rock nearby. After calling everyone, Dorothy was the first to go to study her.
The guys climbed on top of it. Steve, looking down, assumed.
— About 30 feet, probably.
Glory, whistling.
— Go ahead, Lawrence, the first one jumps.
The officer crossed his arms.
— Why me at once? Aah, I get it, are you afraid of something?
— I'm not afraid!
— Then maybe you can't swim?
Svyat approached with his back to the edge.
— Ha, I swim well, even as a child I was thrown into the lake to check it out.
And without slowing down, he jumped feet down. Sloppy, splashing into the water.
Lawrence jumped after him, holding his hands out in front of him. Steve, sitting at the edge.
— Uh, I'd rather walk.
And he went back.
At the foot of the cliff, the girls found the entrance to the cave. It went further and was illuminated by the reflection of the light and the walls of the cave on the water, which formed a small pond in the middle of the rock.
Chise, she said enthusiastically.
— It's beautiful, just like at night under the moon.
Everyone began to explore the cave, only Beatrice was the last to go, being wary of everything.
— Are you sure it's safe here? What if this is someone's cave, and we just invaded?
Charlotte reassured Beatrice.
— I don't think anyone lives here, and we just came to see.
— Well, all right. Beatrice said nervously.
Suddenly, a strange splash was heard. Beatrice screamed, then a second one followed and the girl finally panicked and hid behind Dorothy. She laughed.
Ange was examining the walls, and as she got closer, she was attracted by a shiny crystal. Charlotte came up to her and spoke.
— It's beautiful, isn't it? And it seems so familiar.
Ange smiled back. After that, I tried to get the crystal, but it was imprinted into the wall. And after a couple of attempts, she decided to leave him.
At this time, Lawrence, with a torch and a fake scream, burst into the cave.
— Little sister! I'm your brother! And I'm back!
The Saint's indignant voice was heard behind him.
— Hey, there should be "I'm your sister!" stupid...
— "Sister" is illogical, because I'm a male.
— What does it have to do with you? It's an expression like that.
— Yes, who says that?
— People who have a sense of humor, at least.
Lawrence sighed. The guys also went into the cave to look around. Not interested in anything, they went to the shore. The girls also soon left the cave, only Ange lingered, examining the crystals. This was seen by the Saint, who thoughtfully disappeared.
Several hours have passed. Everyone was hungry, but there were only enough provisions for a light snack. Then Ange, waiting for the moment, slipped past everyone and went in the opposite direction from the shore.
Climbing the hill, Ange saw a large white house with a red tiled roof. The girl moved towards him.
Once at the entrance, she simply inserted the keys into the lock and entered the house. Walking down the hallway, then turning left, Ange went into the kitchen.
The girl began to look for the prepared products and, opening another locker, found them. While packing her things in a bag, she heard something was wrong and took a knife and directed it towards the noise. The source of the sounds turned out to be Dorothy, who raised her hands in a fake voice
— Please don't cut me with your knife and don't make me eat these tomatoes...
Ange let go of the knife and put the tomatoes in her bag.
— Caught in the act, what are you going to tell the others now?
Dorothy glanced at the closet and answered.
— Well, the house is probably yours, it's not for me to decide what to do with it.
Smiling, the girl found a hidden bottle of wine.
— But I won't talk about it...
Ange thought about it.
A moment later, she, along with Dorothy and a bag of groceries, walked to the sandy shore.
Dorothy called out to everyone.
— Hey! We found food!
The guys had a picnic together. Dragging a blanket to the umbrella and deck chairs.
Everyone started eating. While everyone was chatting and discussing further rest, Ange was talking to Charlotte on the side.
— I think it can be shared, but is this a good moment?
The princess with a smile.
— Now everyone is in a good mood, I think they should like it.
Ange made a decision. She stood up and said.
— Excuse me, a moment of attention.
Everyone turned their attention to the girl, and Dorothy grinned. Ange continued
— I'm not the best at such emotional speeches and they almost always had a deceptive or fake character, but still, I'll say it... Initially, after graduating from the farm, I took my assignments seriously and coolly. I had no goals, no path, only the fulfillment of missions and tasks, even if the only task was, but it seemed to me beyond the limits of what could be overcome. But once at the academy, my inner world gradually changed. And the time we spent together, I consider the best period in my alien life...
Everyone was looking at the girl, smiling. Dorothy unwittingly opened the bottle.
— Oh, it's early, isn't it?
Ange grinned.
— So, guys... friends... I want to invite you to a very important place. Follow me...
after walking along the same road again, everyone found themselves in a big house. Everyone was delighted. Beatrice is happy.
— It's like being at home in a palace.
Chise, thoughtfully.
— Aren't there any stormy princes here?
Steve, raising his head.
— High ceilings, is there still a second floor?
Lawrence, looking around.
— And the bottle was removed far away, such beauty should be noted.
Holy quietly.
— It's cozy... It's like it was already here and came back again.
Dorothy, absolutely convincing.
— Yes, yes, as if it reminds me of something.
Everyone looked at Dorothy.
— Why are you standing there watching? Let's go to the kitchen to celebrate our vacation, by the way, where is she? Oh, here she is, how lucky I was to stumble upon her right away.
Everyone except Ange, Charlotte and Saint went to the kitchen. The girls looked at each other, and
Charlotte sighed and said.
— They seemed to like it.
Ange smiled back. The saint went up to the stairs leading to the second floor and asked.
— May I?
The girl nodded.
The boy, holding on to the railing, carefully climbed the stairs. The second floor consisted of a corridor that stretched from left to right.
There were several rooms on the floor. Passing along the right side, the Saint entered the door that interested him.
The room had a wardrobe, a desk, a large double bed and two bedside tables. The kid went inside.
Ange and Charlotte followed him, but remained on the threshold. Ange asked.
— Do you like this one?
The kid, looking around.
— Yes... It's like this... comfortably.
— So you're going to sleep here tonight.
Charlotte whispered with a smile.
— Maybe not only that...
Ange frowned at the princess, but she just turned and went to the stairs.
A scream rose from the first floor.
— Hey, you there! Come down, we'll take a photo, and then we'll finish it!
Everyone went outside. The sun began to sink and the sky turned orange. The guys were mounting the camera on a tripod. Stephen spoke.
— Well, everything seems to be ready, you get up and I'll take you off.
Lawrence was indignant.
— Uh, no, I'd rather do it.
They looked at the Saint, who was standing on the sidelines.
— And what am I? I can't.
Then Beatrice came up and hooked a small mechanism on the camera.
Steve asked.
— That's what?
— The automatic latch...
no one understood anything. Beatrice sighed.
— The mechanism starts up and after about ten seconds, the gear completely twists and the tube slides out, which presses the button ...
— Okay ...
Steve replied.
Ange, while talking, suddenly noticed a rather familiar man in the distance. He, once upon a time, passed a note from the control while at school. Ange walked over to him. The man handed over the letter and left.
The girl opened the envelope and read the message. Disappointment appeared on her face.
Sighing, she returned to the guys.
Suddenly, the Saint ran up to her. He spoke energetically.
— Lizi, before I forget, take...
the boy held out a crystal wrapped with a red ribbon. Ange is surprised.
— This?
— Yes, the crystal.
— But, why?
— Well, you looked at him like that... I thought you should have it.
Ange smiled and restrained herself, laughed a little.
— Thank you, thank you very much...
the girl remembered about the letter. The smile turned to sadness.
— To us... We need to leave...
the Saint was taken aback.
— Peek-a-boo-where?
— Thanks to Richard, riots have begun in the colonies and other countries, which can escalate into something more. And Dorothy, Chise, and I are being sent there for a few months.
Saint took Ange's hands.
— It's okay, it's only a couple of months, what can happen? You've been waiting and I'll wait...
Ange smiled and said.
They came up
to the guys together, Steve and Beatrice started the mechanism and ran up to the steel ones, everyone got ready to take a picture.
At that moment, Ange was just thinking: "Of course, why worry? Just a couple of months, what could go wrong?"
The camera clicked.
The resulting black-and-white photo with everyone, later turned out to be on the table in the natural history room. There were things and papers scattered all over the room, and a couple of wine bottles lay near the table legs. The table itself was illuminated by cloudy weather from the window, with the curtain half closed.
In the center of the table lay an exhausted Saint, who spoke hoarsely and powerlessly.
— Fuck...