sᴏɴɪᴄ ᴛᴏʏ: 𝓐𝓭𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓸𝔂𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓼

      Andrew was sitting in his workshop room talking on the phone with David's toys across the street. — No, sorry. I did not see him. Yes, and I couldn’t know for sure that your friend was kidnapped... I’m very sorry, but I’ll try to think of something and help you... Yes, Chip is fine. There was a small part there for the fold that was slightly broken. But now I’ll make him a new one, temporarily remove his head from his body and put that new part in place of the old one. So Chip will live, don’t worry... Thank you. The master hangs up and, having measured the size of the pieces on Chip’s neck with a tape measure, cuts a new piece out of a small piece of wood with a small knife. — Who could have kidnapped him anyway? And most importantly, how to find it? - he asked himself as he worked. Buratino, sitting on the table, scratched his chin and answered: — Maybe David’s toys saw him, looked carefully, remembered his face, or at least saw his car and even remembered his license plate? — What does all this have to do with it? — Andrew stopped and asked his long-nosed friend from childhood. — Your son Danny has been working in the police for a long time. I'm sure he will help us figure this out. — What are you doing? — the old man was worried about the toy. — Forgot? You are pretending to us people that you are not alive. And Stephanie and I are not with you, because we are the only ones who can trust you. Buratino sat back on his corner, since he could not think of anything on this topic. However, Chip, lying on the table, came up with something himself. His idea was certainly stupid, but it could still work. — My idea will certainly sound stupid, but... Let's tell your son the truth about us? Let's say that we all come to life when no one is looking at us! And that we only trusted you so far, since you were the only ones who did not betray us! From what he heard, Andrew accidentally chopped a piece of wood in half, as if using an ax to a real tree. Luckily or luckily he didn't cut himself. He puts the unfinished new part with a knife aside and, sitting softly on a rocking chair, thought out loud: — Well, I don’t know... What if he doesn’t believe us? What if he thinks I'm playing a joke on him? What if he thinks I'm really crazy this time, like before? — he asked out loud, almost crying. At that moment, those old memories came flooding back before his eyes, when he started drinking, stopped making new toys, and when Danny was almost afraid to take a step closer to him. Buratino gets down from the steel and jumps onto grandfather's lap. — Daddy Andrew, your son Danny would never laugh at you or consider you crazy, because he is your dear and beloved son. Besides, after that, when Sonic, Shadow and Silver appeared in our family by chance, you realized your guilt and even asked Danny personally for forgiveness. He forgave you and your relationship with him became good again. He trusts you and loves you for who you are on the inside. He will not treat you differently, even if you tell him some kind of fable, trying to pass it off as a true story. The master smiles, takes Buratino in his hands and presses him to himself, like a child with his favorite toy. — I’m so glad that I decided to become a toy maker and first made you, Buratino, and then all of you, the rest. — We, too. — answers the long-nosed one. At this point, Danny had already returned home. — Dad, I'm home. — he shouted from below, undressed and went to the second floor. Andrew coincidentally walked out of his workshop and hugged his son first. — I know, I'm glad too. Just imagine, there was a funny incident today. — Funny? — Yes. During the sale at the Drayton site, one boy approached me and said that he had lost his parents and did not know their telephone number or the address of his house. We had to temporarily take him to the police station so that he would be safe there and would not disappear anywhere else. And then, half an hour later, the father himself appeared and even personally apologized to us. It turned out that he was also at that sale. But he was engrossed in his favorite book and did not notice that his son was missing. So he himself was partly to blame for losing his son. Although it was somehow strange. After all, if this boy and his father were both at the sale, then how could they lose each other? Andrew, after hearing Danny's story, immediately suspected that something was wrong. It must have something to do with that Sonic kidnapping. — Danny, it seems to me that there is something suspicious in this story and it is connected with the kidnapping, which also happened today at the sale. — Kidnapping? Who was kidnapped? — the son did not understand. — Let's go, I want to tell you something. Well, just to show you one thing. — the old man takes his adult son by the shoulder and leads him to his bedroom. They both sit down on the left side of the bed and the master takes Gerald's toy from the shelf. — What does Gerald’s toy have to do with it? — This is what I want to tell you. — the old man sighs heavily, afraid to speak, but still concentrates on speaking, because there is no other way out. — Do you understand?... Toys... Absolutely all the toys in the whole world... And also those that I used to make and am making now... They are... Alive. Danny sits like a statue in bewilderment and just blinks quickly a couple of times. He already suspected that his father might have wanted to play a prank on him, but he did not want to show it out loud and in front of him, so as not to upset him. And judging by his sad face, as if someone had really been kidnapped, he’s probably not joking at all. Although maybe he’s just also a good actor, since he skillfully got used to the role? Nevertheless, he decided to listen to it to the end. — In what sense are they alive? The fact that they were made with soul by living people? — he asked his father a little seriously, so that it would not seem as if he was trying to play a joke. Andrew explained carefully and one phrase after every second pause, so that his son could immediately understand. — No. I literally say they are alive. Understand? They sometimes come to life when we are not looking at them. Secretly from our eyes and ears, they come to life in any room, house or apartment, begin to communicate with each other, play and do various funny things. And then, when we come in, they again pretend not to be alive so that we don’t know about it. And if you suddenly think that I’m kidding you, then no. I'm telling you the truth, son. And I know this because Stephanie and I accidentally caught those three hedgehogs Sonic, Shadow and Silver. Remember when we were still living with your ex-wife Karen and Oscar? It was then that Stephanie and I accidentally caught them alive and learned their secret life from us humans. But we gave them an oath not to tell anyone. And this afternoon at a sale, one person stole Sonic from the sale and drove off somewhere. And I want to help David's toys find this thief and bring Sonic home. Therefore, I had no other choice and I decided to tell you the secret of living toys. Because we now really need you and your developed police skills to find the thief Sonic. Danny, of course, listened to him attentively, although he wanted to interrupt him here and there with questions like “What?”, but he didn’t and listened attentively. Here, of course, unfortunately, he did not believe him. However, he son did not want to upset his father and tried to talk his way out: — M-m-m-m... You see, dad. The police told me that it is logical to look for kidnappers of living people, but to look for those who abduct and steal toys is... — You do not believe me? — Andrew immediately suspected out loud. — No, no, no, dad, don't get me wrong. I don't think you're crazy or anything worse. You are the best and smartest daddy I have ever seen and known. It’s just... — unfortunately, Danny didn’t know how to make an excuse so as not to upset him. It was then that Gerald’s toy, unable to bear the fact that his son did not trust his father, suddenly came to life with anger and screamed at Danny: — BUT HE'S TELLING YOU THE TRUTH!!! WHY DON’T YOU TRUST YOUR OWN FATHER??? Danny, from what he saw and heard, bulges his eyes and screams heart-rendingly, like a girl in fear, pointing his finger at his toy and at the same time pressing himself against the wall. The old man with excitement, putting Gerald on the pillow, ran up to his son and began to calm him down: — Hush, hush, Danny! Danny, don't be afraid! Calm down! Everything is fine! There's nothing to worry about here! Quiet! Calm down! Please, Danny, calm down! — he said to his son, and he calmed down slightly, beginning to catch his breath. Danny didn't understand. Was his father really telling him the truth, or was he now just going crazy? Or maybe it was just a dream? Danny pinched his right arm lightly and cried out quietly in pain, but he still remained in the same place and did not wake up in his bed. Which means this is not a dream at all. — Don't be afraid, Danny, it's true. You're not crazy at all, you're not even sleeping. You are completely normal, just like me. He, like all toys, really comes to life. There's nothing wrong with that. Sighing several times to somehow calm down, Danny looked at his father and his childhood toy, who smiled guiltily. — D-dad, y-you see the same as me? — asked the younger Omarov, hoping that this was just a cruel joke. — Yes, son. Don't be afraid, you're not crazy. It’s all true... — Andrew began, but the policeman interrupted him. — Dad, don't say anything. I need to think. I don't think you're crazy! I just need to think this through. — Danny carefully left the room. Andrew and the living Gerald were still alone in the room. — Maybe we started this in vain after all? Look how scared he was, almost to death. I myself would have screamed hysterically with fear if I had learned for the first time that toys come to life, since before that it was science and scientists have refuted that this can only be called fairy tales, which cannot happen in real life. — What do you. It's my own fault. I shouldn't have yelled at him like that. Besides, sooner or later, perhaps he would have guessed it himself and he would still have had to tell the truth. — Gerald reassured the master. At that time, Dennis was sitting outside the door on the floor and, clasping his legs with his hands, thought, trying to calmly digest in his thoughts what he had just seen, heard and learned in order to accept this reality. In addition, memories came flooding back to him that before he broke up with Karen and left her with his daughter and father for this city, Oscar was crazy then and insisted that toys were alive. It turns out he wasn't crazy at all then? Was he telling the truth then? But he shouldn’t have believed him then and stupidly made him look like a crazy person in front of his ex, breaking up with her. She's okay though! After all, sooner or later he planned to divorce her anyway, but now I feel a little sorry for Oscar, despite the fact that he was such a bad boy and a little disobedient. And those living toys apparently scared him so much that they broke his psyche and his life? Although it’s better not to think about it, because in fact he was also guilty and even sometimes mocked him and his father, what can we say about the fact that he even burned a couple of his new toys, which also prompted his father to Then I once became such a terrible drunkard. But on the other hand, maybe this is all for the better? Maybe those hedgehog toys essentially saved them - him, his daughter and his father? Maybe they deliberately set up all this so that they would quarrel with their wife and son, get divorced, separate and move away from them to live here in this beautiful town, where loving and caring neighbors live nearby, who always support them and understand them, just as they do ? Yes. Did they essentially help them and make their lives better? And it is Karen and Oscar’s own fault that they now live there alone and without them. In fact, over time, maybe life itself will punish them? In the meantime, God is with them! Having cleared his mind, thinking about this, Danny resigned himself to the current reality, sighed heavily and decided to go back into the room where his father and his favorite toy were waiting for him.

At the same time

      David's toys were having a meeting in David's room at this time. Omega acted as a judge, showing drawings on the wall made of blocks, attached with clothespins. — So! Let's watch it again? This morning, at approximately nine o'clock and seventeen minutes. Exhibit A — Sonic was kidnapped by Exhibit B. — Omega says and takes off the extra piece of paper, showing another drawing with the guy who was holding Sonic in his hand. True, he still has a small mustache, like Adolf Hitler’s, painted on above his lip. — Photo identikit of the kidnapper. — He didn’t have such a mustache. — Amy said sadly, sitting in an embrace with Blaze. — He was also a little taller and slimmer. I remember him well. — says Eggman. — Oh, maybe stop nitpicking? — Omega asked. — Let's move on to exhibit C, the kidnapper's car. — Bokkun says. All the toys looked at the car in which Ray was sitting and at the road made from Lego. — So, she was coming here. — Bokkun said, pointing in the direction the kidnapper's car drove off. Ray drove in that direction. — Your eyes are on your back! Not here, but there! — Vector stated and pointed in the opposite direction, causing Ray to turn around. — Shut up, Vector! I saw exactly which direction the kidnapper went! - the toy robot insisted, but this argument did not last long. — Guys, how do you spell C.S.? — Big ran up to his friends with a piece of paper in his hands, while managing to destroy all the buildings made from the construction set. — Crime scene. — Amy answered. — Oh, watch where you're going, Big! — Shadow grumbled. — Excuse me, but was this a crime scene model? — asked the plush pillow cat. At this time, Cream's head peeked out from the computer desk. — Sorry, can you keep it down please!... Thank you. — she says and sits back at the keyboard. Everyone wondered what Cream was doing there? Perhaps he's playing games again? But as soon as they climbed onto her table, they noticed that she was not playing any games there at all, but was looking at pictures of cars. — What are you doing, Cream? — asks Shadow. — I entered the license plate number of that car in the search engine, and Google, at his request, showed me a picture with exactly the same car. This kind of car is called instant mayhem. Their production began after the collapse of the Soviet Union in the land of fogs. And they are produced only there to this day. Only this type of car has license plates exactly like this one. I believe that our thief came from the land of fogs. — From the land of fogs? — Silver asked and also looked at pictures of cars. — They just sold me there in one of the stores with others of the same kind from my series of toys. — Oh, apparently someone was feeling nostalgic. — Shadow grinned. — Don’t you think that this license plate is just a set of letters? — Manik asked. — Yes. In addition, in the next five counties, more than six million cars could be registered under it. — Blaze said. — If only Dennis Omarov were here! He seems to have his own personal police laptop with a special program for searching for individuals by phone numbers and car license plates. With its help, we could quickly figure out where the thief is hiding and where we should go. — Cream dreamed, scrolling with the mouse wheel the pictures further from bottom to top to new ones. — But, Cream. You know that only Andrew and Stephanie know us so far and will not give us away to anyone. We can't risk revealing the truth about our secret to him too. What if he reacts hysterically or thinks that demons have possessed us and decides to break us all? — says Eggman. — I know I know. I’m just very scared for Sonic and I want to find him and save him as soon as possible. I hope he's okay? Well, despite the broken arm. — the rabbit answers, and Shadow hugs her. — What are you talking about, Cream? Of course he'll be fine. He is strong in spirit and will not be lost alone. Even with a broken arm. — Guys, maybe we should go to Andrew to take a little break? At the same time, we’ll find out how Chip is doing. — suggested the Time Eater. — What if Dennis is at home now? It may be dangerous. — said Silver. — Now let’s try to find out from our toy friends. — said Espio and climbed onto the windowsill to use Morse code with the help of a flashlight, the light from which through the window from afar was clearly visible even during the day. In a neighboring house, through the roof window, using exactly the same flashlight in Morse code, he was told that everything was in order, Dennis already knew everything. At first he was scared, but Andrew calmed him down and explained everything in detail. That is, he knows everything now and there is no danger. Espio in return thanks him in the same alphabet, using a flashlight. Espio jumps off the windowsill and says: — Dennis already knows everything and, on the whole, he calmly understood everything. So we can go. Silver, Espio, Vector, Amy, Mephiles and Cream left the room and began to carefully walk down to the front door so as not to accidentally catch the eye of David's mother or Karl Daun. Fortunately, the latter were sitting in the kitchen drinking tea and waffles. Having reached the cat door, Silver lifts the door itself, allowing his friends to go through first, and then runs out after him. Cream looked around like a scout at war and, waving her hand a couple of times, went first. Silver, Espio, Vector, Amy and Mephiles followed her. The path ran across the road. Fortunately, cars rarely pass here, so they calmly ran across the road without even looking back. At that moment, one of the neighbors of one of the houses was sitting on the porch of his house with his two friends, poured them a glass of beer and just wanted to take a sip, when he suddenly noticed that some small human beings looked like animals and how - they run towards the toys, as if they were alive, across the road to the house opposite. He blinks a couple of times at what he saw and rubs his eyes, but he still saw the same thing. — What are you doing, Pasha? — those two asked him, and then, out of curiosity, they turned their gazes in the same direction as him. By that time, the toys had run through the dog door into the house. — What did you see there? Ghost? A policeman? — Worse... I think I see toys come to life and run down the street. — he explained to them, but they didn’t believe him and just laughed. Then they calmed down and hiccupped at the same time with fear. They decided that perhaps he had gone crazy due to alcohol. — You know what, Pasha, let’s better stop drinking, otherwise we might start to imagine something! — said his friends, pouring the contents from their glasses. Then they also poured beer from Pasha’s glass onto the grass and took him to his home, as if he froze like a statue and could not move on his own from what he saw. Meanwhile, the toys, once in the house, began to look around to find Andrew and Dennis. The sheriff was dozing in the corridor, but noticing his friends, he woke up and approached them. — Hello, Sheriff! — said Silver, when the dog affably buried his wet nose into him. — Don’t know where your master is? In response, the Sheriff lay down on the floor, allowing the toys to climb onto his back. All the toys did this, knowing that they didn’t need to be afraid of the dogs. The sheriff stood up and headed to the toymaker's room. Having climbed the stairs to the second floor and approached the door, the dog began to lightly scratch under the door. — I'm coming, I'm coming, Sheriff! Now open! — Dennis’ voice was heard outside the door and the dog stopped scratching under the door. When Danny opened the door, he almost had a panic attack again, as he saw living toys that sat on the shepherd like on a horse. — Oh, it's you guys! Come in. — said Andrew, who decided to see what was happening. — Um... H-hi... — Danny greeted awkwardly, still trying to get used to the fact that toys could actually come to life. — Don't be afraid of us, Mr. Dennis. — says Cream. — We don’t bite at all. A shepherd dog with toys on its back enters the room, and Dennis steps aside and closes the door behind them. The toys told Dennis and Andrew what they learned about the production of that new type of car from the license plate of that Sonic kidnapper. But they don't know where the kidnapper's car is to find him. The only thing they managed to find out was that this type of car was created only in the land of fogs and they drive them only there. And in the rest of the world, only in Russia there are five such types of cars, not counting this one. And they came to them to ask Dennis for help, since he works in the police and has all the tricks for searching and tracking down criminals and lawbreakers. Dennis thought, scratching his chin, and answered: — I think I can figure him out. Wait, I'm coming now. — he says and leaves the room, going to get his special laptop. — Or maybe we shouldn’t have dragged him into this too? — Espio wondered out loud. — No, Espio. — Andrew answers. — You and I all knew that sooner or later even he would have to know that you were alive. Plus, Danny can be trusted. He is your only hope now. Dennis returns with his laptop, opens it and turns it on. After waiting a short time, he opens the desired program. — So. Do you remember the car's license plate? — Of course write! IT5S7jU22stAmA4De6UpSEtoF4lETt11eRs28. — Cream dictated. Dennis entered the license plate number and pressed Enter. A loading screen with a search appeared and the program with a speaking voice read the text that appeared aloud: — A car commissioned by Emperor Saggang. All the toys, except Andrew and Dennis, screamed at what they heard, as if in horror. — Emperor Karl Saggan? — asked Silver. — That's who we need. — Shadow answers. — It’s not for nothing that I didn’t like something about this gray freak... Oh, I wanted to say to the freak with the holey hat, sorry Mr. Andrew! — Cream apologized. — Nothing, nothing. — the old man patted her on the head. — You’re improving, it’s obvious right away. — Well, we already understand who developed the machine, but where is it now, your program cannot calculate? — asked Mephiles. — Now we will do this. — Dennis answers and presses the next button “Calculate location!” Then another loading screen appeared, which this time took a long time to load. — Why did it take so long? — Amy was indignant. — Twenty minutes. — Dennis answered. When the download was completed, the program showed that this car was in the land of fogs. The program was also able to find out who the driver of this car was. — I don’t have the best news. The car is in the land of fogs, which is very far away. Outside Russia. — said the younger Omarov. All the toys were slightly upset, because they might not have time to save Sonic before David arrived from the camp. — Danny, can you find out who drives this car? — Vector asked. — I already found out. The driver is a certain Mikhail Sinitsin. Unfortunately, I can’t say anything more specific now. We need to run it through the database. — Danny answered. — It turns out that we need to get to the land of fogs to find that impudent person and save our Sonic? Amy asked a rhetorical question and answered immediately. — Then what are we waiting for? Today we are going to help Sonic! — Wait, my dear! You are going to go to another country, without knowing at all where the kidnapper may be. And the country itself is very far away. You can easily get lost and not return home. David and his parents will be very upset if you disappear. — Andrew said. The toys started thinking. The toymaker was right. This journey is very risky and small toys can easily get lost. — So what should we do? — asked Mephiles. — I was thinking... It would be better if I went with you. This way it will be safe for you, and if something happens it will cause less suspicion. — said Danny. The toys didn’t think long, and Cream answered: — It'll do. Just what will you say at your place of work at the police station about your temporary absence? While Dennis was thinking about this, scratching his chin, something occurred to Mephiles. — Oh yes. Why did we also come in? — he said and began to contact the toy maker. — Master Lobster, how's Chip? He is Okay? — Yes, don't worry. He is Okay. I was just about to fix his neck, and then at that moment I thought about it and decided to tell Danny everything so that he would know the truth and help us. And so you don’t have to worry. He is Okay. The master takes David's toys in his arms and places them on the table, next to Chip, who has so far been lying and sad in silence. When he saw his friends, he smiled at them so much that he almost cried. — My friends! — Hush-hush. We are here. — Amy whispered, patting the unfortunate man on his wooden head. — Forgive us for forgetting about you and not looking carefully for you. — Espio repented. — We’re so glad that you’re alive and not... Well, almost unharmed. — said Vector. — Does your neck hurt? — Mephiles asked out of excitement. — No. The master was just going to make me a new part to replace the old one and attach it to fix my neck. — Chip explained. — But then he remembered about you and Sonic, who saved me there at the sale along with Sirius and took me to the Master. He decided that it would be better to tell the secret that you and I are alive to his son so that he can help you find and save my faithful friend, Sonic. — After finishing what he had said, he could not stand it and coughed again. — Be healthy! How did you get so sick? — asked Silver. — He swallowed some dust while he was on the shelf. — the shelf had not been cleaned for a long time, but it was filled with dust and became ill. — Cream explained to him. — Wait! So, we can get sick too? — Silver was surprised, to which Cream nodded in response. — Then why haven’t we gotten sick until now? — Well, because David and his parents carefully monitor each of us, take care of us, clean and even vacuum and sometimes remove dust and dirt from rooms and other places so that we don’t inhale all this. Therefore, unlike Chip, we are the only ones who are still as healthy as a bull. — Vector explained to him. — A! I think I came up with it. — Danny suddenly had an idea, he took his mobile phone and dialed the police colonel's phone number. — Hello, Comrade Colonel. This is Lieutenant Omarov. I have one important question for you. Have I ever asked you at least once about vacation or time off or not?... I’m just wondering when was the last time I was sick or took a vacation... Find out how many vacations and days off I had and call me back, and I haven’t thought about this for a long time... Thank you. — Then he hangs up. — Why did you ask him about vacation and time off if you never asked him about it in your life? — Andrew asked. — So that’s the joke, dad. The colonel checks my list of surveys, understands that I have never asked him for vacation or time off, and then he is surprised, calls me back and... — at that moment the colonel himself quickly called him. Dennis picks up the phone. — Hello... — there was a silence of silence for a minute while Dennis listened. The toys and grandpa looked at Dennis with fear, lest the colonel suspect something and his plan, which he came up with, would go down the drain. — Really?... No, I’m not against it, it’s just... Who will work in the service instead of me then?... Ah, I understand! Thank you. — he hangs up. — You will not believe! Because I never once asked for vacation or time off, I was promoted. — Really? — the father was happy for his son, stood up and hugged him, lifting him up, as if he was trying to swing him up. Then he calmed down and sat down. — And it's all? — No, he also added that with my promotion, I will have a day off for four days in addition. In the meantime, the colonel will look for a replacement and demote one of ours to lieutenant, whom he did not like. In the meantime, he will be thinking for four days about how to demote him in order to change our positions. — Wait, I didn’t understand anything. — said Silver. — I’ll explain. Officer Gerold Pupkin works in our police force. Colonel Yamelyanov cannot stand him and hates him in every possible way, which sometimes wants to annoy him, but so that he does not complain to someone higher than himself. On the contrary, the colonel liked me and when I told him that I had never asked for vacations or days off, he realized that he had a chance to teach Pupkin a little lesson and put me in his workplace. — A-ah-ah! — the toy master and the toys themselves said clearly at the same time. — M-m-m-m... Somehow I’ll probably feel sorry for this Pupkin. — Mephiles scratched the back of his head. — Not really. It serves him right! Still, ever since he started working in the police, he behaves like a child and thinks that he is the navel of the Earth. He even somehow cheated and issued a fine to one family for nothing, simply for the fact that they essentially did not do anything at all and did not violate anything. And one day he drank all the water and didn’t leave anything for any of us to drink for lunch. In general, the policeman was bad. Many even called him a werewolf in uniform. — Dennis explained. — Why don’t they just fire him then? — asked the father and son answered: — The police themselves have little evidence against him. And while he is an officer, he does not even allow himself to be tested with a lie detector and does what he himself wants, but others do not like. While Dennis was explaining all this, he looked up Mikhail Sinitsin in the database on his laptop. — Here he is! — he said, pointing his finger at the red dot on the map. Zooming in on the map, the location was planned near the Sinitsin Toy Warehouse store. — He has his own store and is apparently hiding there. — Great! This is where we'll go! — Silver was happy. — What are you doing, Silver? Even with Danny, you can't get there alone. — Amy said. — Sonic saved me once, risking his life. And if this is my fate, I will do the same for him. — Silver explained, remembering past events. Then he turns proudly to his friends and asks: — Who’s with me?