𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕤

      The amnesiac two-tailed fox stood up and looked around. Although he had lost his memory, for some reason he was able to assume that he was somewhere on the beach and that he needed to fly higher to look around, which he did. When he tried to fly for the first time, he was shocked. — I didn’t even know that I could fly. Apparently my two tails are very useful. — he said out loud to himself and looked around. Ahead was the open sea, and behind were trees and forests. He did not want to fly across the sea and decided to go through the forest. First he flew over the forest, and then he saw two narrow-eyed people below, he decided to go down to them and talk: — Sorry! Where am I? — Who are you, stranger? — girl asked him. The two-tailed fox touched his chin with a punitive finger and replied: — I don't remember. — In terms of? — man grinned. — Don’t you have a name? — It seems... It was... But I don’t remember... The first thing I remember is that I seemed to fall from some huge stone and hit myself in the head with another one of the same, but smaller one. - he explained to them. To be honest, he went nuts, how does he even remember this? While trying to gather all the facts from this, his head started to hurt again and he grabbed his head again, feeling a lump. The narrow-eyed couple noticed the bump on his head and immediately realized what was wrong with him. — Everything is clear, buddy. You have amnesia. — said the man. — Amne... What? — fox didn’t understand. — Not amne, but amnesia. — girl corrected. — You've lost your memory. — Memory? And what is it? And where am I now? — As where? You're in Soviet China, baby. — man explained. — Here we have everything. Bamboo, rice, flutes and chic hats made of lard. And since communism was revived in Russia, China completely moved into the territory of the new USSR. True, there is one minus. Disney's Winnie the Pooh is still banned from showing here. Not like in other countries and Russia itself. In general, Soviet China is a country of possible improbabilities. Here, even if you have forgotten who you are, here you can be whoever you want. The story of the narrow-eyed man made the fox very happy that he wanted to fly further and look around. — Thank you for your help, strangers. Next is me. — he said, flying away. The narrow-eyed couple bulged their eyes with fear when they saw that this fox could fly and ran in different directions of the forest. — HORRIBLE!!! HE IS FLYING!!! Tails didn’t understand anything, why they were so scared and ran away: — What are they doing? By the way, he didn’t have to fly for long, since a city had already appeared nearby, and a Chinese-stereotypical one, built from houses and roofs, as they were in ancient times. Two-Tails landed on a small rock and looked around the entire city from left to right. The houses with roofs looked strange, but this made the city clearly curious and without hesitation, he decided to fly there first, and then walk along the streets, not forgetting to look around. He was so carried away by the beauty of the city that he did not notice a healthy and fat dumpling in sports shorts in front of him and accidentally touched his back. — Watch where you're going, freak! — Am I a freak? Look who's Talking! — fox grinned, starting to laugh at the fat man’s weight. — Don't worry about my weight. Otherwise I will pounce on you and crush you like a cockroach. — fat man threatened, and the fox flew up in fear on his tails. The big guy saw that the fox could fly, swallowed in fear and ran away, shouting: — MOM!!! — What's wrong with him? — The two-tailed man did not understand and sank onto the sidewalk. He went further and saw a narrow-eyed guy in a police uniform and decided to talk to him, hoping that he would help him. — Sorry! I apologize for distracting you from your very important work, sir, uh, mister, captain, sergeant, or whatever your name is?... — Hey! I'm miss, captain, sergeant, or whatever your name is. — girl explained, taking off her cap. It really was a woman who for some reason looked like a man. — Excuse me! I need your help. — Were you robbed? — No. I don't remember who I am, where I am or how I got here? I don't even remember my name. All hope is now only on you. — Tails explained. — Si... Animal, I don’t know how to help you? You have never appeared with us and we do not have any information about you. — said the policewoman. — And what should I do now? — In Soviet China, everyone basically works for us. By the way. Do you work? — I do not remember. Maybe I worked somewhere once. But here... Never before in my life. — Oh no no no! — narrow-eyed security guard was indignant. — It’s not customary for us. In Soviet China, everyone and everything must work and not idle. And if someone doesn’t work, they can be shot. — Shot? — fox's eyes bulged. — Or even worse, execute. — EXECUTE??? — fox screamed in fright. He covered his mouth with both ends of his tails. “I don’t want to be shot and executed.” I'm still too young to die. — Don't worry! Since this is only your first day with us, you still have a chance to live in Soviet China. Just wander around our city, find yourself a job... And preferably work every day. Otherwise... You yourself know what will happen. — policewoman explained and the fox did not argue with her, after which he went to look for a job. He didn’t just run, but literally flew to look for work. The policewoman saw him flying, took out a whistle, whistled loudly and ran after him. But the fox was far from her. I didn’t hear the whistle and tore him away from her by accident. At first the fox flew to a high skyscraper and decided to get a job there, at least as a secretary. The problem was that in order to get a job, he had to fill out a couple of papers, from writing his name to his profession. After all, he didn't remember anything. Not his name, not who he used to be. Although he already knew his profession. That he can fly. The fox filled out only this single item and handed it to the general director. — Sorry, but we cannot hire you. You haven’t really filled in anything, except for one item. — I know. I just don't remember. I have anime sia. — Maybe amnesia? — the director corrected him with a question. — That’s what I said to Anime asia. — again he mispronounced this word. — Fine. Let's take a look at at least the only point you filled in... Is this a joke? — No. I really can fly. Look! — he said and took off on his two tails, like a helicopter to the ceiling. The director was angry and kicked the little fox out of his office to the crowd of clients. — GET OUT OF HERE, DEMON!!! WE DO NOT NEED SUCH WORKERS!!! — director shouted at the fox, stamped his foot and slammed the door. The second attempt to find work was at a construction site where a new house was being built and, strangely enough, there were not enough workers there and they needed one extra builder to help. Tails, one might say, was lucky and immediately asked for a job. He began wearing a plastic helmet on his head and driving nails into the boards of the new house in the right places. Moreover, he knew the calculations more accurately, how to drive correctly and where to drive. He himself didn’t understand how he remembered this if he didn’t remember the rest? Although maybe in the past he was also a builder? In this case, he was lucky to find his favorite job. — I really like this job. Thank you for letting me work. — I was glad to oblige. — answered the boss, who at that time was driving in the railings on the third floor balcony. — Just work faster, like the rest of us, otherwise your hammer won’t be heard. — Is this better? — asked the fox, flying up on his tails and at every height starting to drive every nail on the way into the board. It seemed he should have been praised for this, but all the builders and the boss were shocked. — NO!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? STOP IT!!! STOP IMMEDIATELY!!! YOU'RE FIRED!!! — boss shouted and upon hearing the last word, Tails' eyes widened, made both tails stop and fell down, not even having time to drive in the last nail on the roof. Desperate, the little fox went to look for a third job. Having found an advertisement demanding an employee, he got a job as a cleaner in a popular restaurant. But cleaning the floors was boring. He decided to dilute this work with his tails. Instead of a mop, he washed the floors with the tips of Tails, and he put one brush on his feet and began to skate like a figure skater on ice. Then he noticed that the ceiling was also dirty and decided to wash it as well. But the customers and cooks didn’t like the fact that the fox was flying at work and fired him. Hi was more or less lucky with the fourth job. He decided to become a teacher in a kindergarten to entertain children. He didn’t come up with anything other than to take one of the kids by the hands and, flying up to the ceiling on his tails, began to entertain him by teaching him to fly. The kid even liked it and the other kids also laughed and clapped their hands, because they also wanted to fly with him. But then another teacher came and was in terrible shock when she saw that that teacher was flying and almost killed the baby. — WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? PUT IT ON THE FLOOR!!! YOU'RE GOING TO DROPPED HIM!!! YOU'RE FIRED!!! — she shouted and kicked the fox out of the kindergarten into the street. Tails couldn’t stand it this time and shouted: — WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS CITY??? WHY IS EVERYONE HERE SO CRAZY AND REACTING SO SCARY TO THE FACT THAT I CAN FLY??? WILL SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT'S GOING ON HERE??? THIS IS NOT A CITY OF POSSIBLE INCREDIBILITIES, BUT A CITY OF NO JUSTICE AND SOME kind of SHAME!!! At that moment, while he was shouting, a narrow-eyed boy approached him and asked: — Uncle, are you sick? In Soviet China, it is forbidden to yell at the entire city over trifles. — I AM NOT SICK!!! I AM JUST THE OPPOSITE HEALTHY AND NORMAL!!! YOU ARE ALL SICK!!! WHY DO YOU ALL HATE SO MUCH THE FACT THAT I CAN FLY??? — he shouted at the boy, and he stung with tears and ran away, shouting: — MOM, THIS SICK PSYCHIC SCREAMED AT ME!!!

In the evening

      The poor guy was never able to find a job. Wherever he shows that he can fly, he is chased from everywhere and even shouted at. Although he is not really to blame for anything. It was already getting dark and the fox had to look for a place to sleep. He found him in one alley, next to a large iron barrel in which a fire was burning. Standing next to him, he stretched out his hands and warmed up a little, feeling the cold wind. — Homeless? Yes? Haven't found a job and have nowhere to live? We sympathize, buddy, not everyone in Soviet China is lucky. — explained the bearded man with narrow eyes. — Thank you. Are you homeless too? — What? No. We are just standing in line at the computer games room. — the bearded man explained and stepped aside, showing as proof a small queue to the nearest building with slot machines. — It’s good for you, but everything is bad for me. — fox complained. “Everyone is afraid of me, yelling, chasing me and complaining.” They even kick me out of work. And all because of some trifle, that I can fly. — WHAT??? — crowd of the queue screamed at once along with the bearded man at the same time and, having neglected the gaming hall, ran away, leaving the two-tailed man alone. — Here you go! Again they are for their own! Well, won’t anyone explain to me what’s going on here? How can I reach all of you?... TO THE PSYCHOS!!! Having shouted the last word, Tails, who had lost his memory, found an old and rusty sofa in the alley and lay down on it to at least temporarily spend the night on it. Before falling asleep, he took out his small chest, from where he took out a sandwich with salad and rabbit meat, had dinner and immediately fell asleep. It’s good that before he lost his memory, he thought of taking a supply of food with him on the road. The next morning, as soon as he woke up, the first thing he saw was three narrow-eyed policemen who looked at him menacingly. — Mister, uh... Two-Tailed! — one of them himself came up with the name of the fox, looking at his tails. — Why didn’t you work yesterday afternoon? — What a cheek! I was working, but... — fox wanted to explain, but he was not allowed to explain, as another policeman interrupted him: — You’re also lying?... Mr. Two-Tailed, you violated the nine basic rules of Soviet China. It is forbidden to travel to Soviet China without a visa, in Soviet China it is forbidden to fly, in Soviet China it is forbidden to yell at the whole city over trifles, in Soviet China it is forbidden to be homeless, in Soviet China it is forbidden not to work and be lazy all day, in Soviet China it is forbidden to yell at children , in Soviet China it is forbidden to break the same rule several times, in Soviet China it is forbidden to try to get several jobs at once without ever working in any of them, and in Soviet China it is forbidden to walk the streets naked. — “Are they talking about me? I’m not naked at all, I’m covered with fur.” — fox thought. — Sorry, Mr. Two-Tailed, but you are forced to come with us! Because you also received a lot of complaints from the whole city. — explained the third policeman and handcuffed the two-tailed man’s hands. — Well, F(Censorship)K!!! - the fox swore.

Busted!