The Magic Cheese - стр. 9
The Cheese Fairy went away to find out who could be responsible for these outrageous things, but then she was gone, too. Without her the food we make is not that tasty and the clothes are not so warm. She had a special magic talent, but Curdfritter and I this work cannot handle. We had been waiting for her, but you appeared – maybe, to send you was her idea?”
“Well, this fence is not our defense!” Curdfritter was indignant. How can a str-ranger, a little boy fr-rom the human wor-rld help us? Now, don’t look at me like that! You are a good boy, but you don’t know the r-rules in our fair-ry-tales. You may choose the wr-rong r-road and never-r retur-rn home! What a silly idea!”
“Well, you keep harping on the same thing! How do you know he can’t help us? It happens sometimes that a sheep the wolf overcomes. Who knows, maybe it’s even better that Vova is not from the fairy-tale world. He is not used to it. A strange thing may strike him faster than us, and our missing cows will be found at last.” Cheese-eater was on Vovka’s side.
“I don’t know why I’ve got here. If I can help you, I’ll try. But how can I return home?” asked Vovka, yawning. He was so full that suddenly wanted to sleep.
“Exactly!” Cheese-eater clapped her paws.
“That’s r-right!” yelled Curdfritter.
“Return home!” exclaimed both of them at the same time.
Greatly astonished by their behaviour and without saying a word, Vovka was watching how the cat and the mouse took each other’s paws and started to dance. When finally the cat sat down to catch his breath, the mouse explained, “Since old times people from your world haven’t appeared in our fairy-tales, if only for a purpose. Though we live close, we keep the borders. But if any fine fellow or a beautiful girl found themselves in this place, that would mean they should do something great. Our Cheese Fairy decided to give you the magic cheese so that you would be able to serve us. When you find out who the cows hides, you’ll return to your place at once! However, after a long way and a good dinner you should have some rest. You’ll need all your might in a battle to fight. The sun is setting, the night is near, but in the morning all will be clear.”
Really, one could already see the sunset out of the window; the most unusual day in Vovka’s life was coming to an end.
“I bet you’ve never slept over-r the stove, we’ve got a great sleeping place made ther-re,” purred Curdfritter.
“No. What’s it like?” asked Vovka.
“A city per-rson doesn’t know what he dr-rinks or eats; he lives too far-r away fr-rom fields,” grumbled Curdfritter. “Cheese-eater’s made your feather-bed and br-rought you a night-light.”