When Button returned to the hotel, she immediately began to regret that she had not stayed with Dunno and Motley.

No matter how they did trouble without me ... No matter how something happened, she said.

Without them, she was a little bored. In order to have fun, Button turned on the TV. At that time, some short, bespectacled scientist was speaking on television and reading a long and boring report on carmines.

It's like they have nothing more to give! - Button said with annoyance.

Turning off the TV, she paced the room from corner to corner, now and then looking at the clock.

I'm going back to the zoo! she said, losing her patience, but she quickly dismissed the thought. How can I get to the zoo? I really can't climb over the fence! .. Well, well, let them just come back! I'll show them how to thrill me!

Time passed, but Dunno and Motley did not appear. The button no longer knew what to think, and began to imagine various horrors. It seemed to her that Dunno and Pestrenky were caught by the watchman and sent to the police. Every minute her anxiety grew.

Soon Knopochka could not find a place for herself from anxiety. It's midnight. The clock struck twelve.

Now it is clear that something happened to them, - said Button.

She already wanted to run to the zoo, but at that time the door opened, and Dunno and Motley appeared on the threshold. Both had disheveled hair, their eyes wandered wildly; Pestrenky's nose was scratched, and his face was soiled beyond the usual measure.

What else have you done there, Dunno? Button angrily approached him. - Where have you been all the time?

Don't worry, Button, don't worry, Dunno replied. - Everything will be fine, you'll see, just don't get angry. I, Button, set the lion free.

What lion? Button was scared.

Well, the one who was in the cage. I got into a cage with a lion by mistake.

The button was horrified.

Woe to me with you! she screamed. - Then you did tricks with donkeys, and now you've taken on lions! Where will it end?

Don't worry, Button. It will end well. Tomorrow morning I will go and do everything right. It will be light in the morning, and I won’t confuse anything. I'll fix it, you'll see!

You'll fix it! Better leave it all. If you want to know, I'm even glad now that you don't have a magic wand. Give you a wand, so you will arrange an earthquake here! We'll go home tomorrow, that's all. I don't want to stay here for a minute!

And what are you going to? I haven't told everything yet.

What else? Button was scared.

Our car was stolen.

This was still missing! Button exclaimed. - How are we going home?

What am I talking about? I'm talking about this. Let's get a wand - we will have a car; If we don't get it, there won't be a car.

The next morning, Button woke up, as usual, early, but when she went to wake Dunno, she saw that he was not in bed. Pied was still sleeping. She began to wake him up.

What is it, Motley? Where is the unknown?

But isn't he? - asked, waking up. Motley.

So no, since I'm asking.

He probably ran away to the zoo, - said Pestrenky.

Come on, get ready quickly, and let's go, - said Button.

Where are we going?

Well, the zoo, of course.

So there is a lion!

The lion must have been caught a long time ago.

Half an hour later Knopochka and Motley were already at the entrance to the zoo. Entering the gate, they quickly walked along the path. Motley kept behind Knopochka and looked around timidly. All the time it seemed to him that a lion was about to jump out of somewhere and rush at him. From a distance, Button and Motley saw a monkey cage and Dunno lurking around the corner. There was a cleaner in the cage. She was sweeping the floor with a broom. The button crept up to Dunno from behind.

What are you doing here? she asked.

Quiet! Dunno waved his hands at her. - The magic wand is here! There, you see, she is still lying on the floor, where the monkey left her yesterday. Now the cleaning lady will sweep the floor, and perhaps she will throw the wand out of the cage - then we will take it, and everything will be in order.

In the meantime, the cleaning lady finished sweeping the floor, collected the garbage in a bucket, and picked up the wand and put it in the bucket too.

Nothing, Dunno reassured Button. - We'll go after her now and see where she throws the garbage.

However, the cleaning lady did not carry the garbage anywhere, but began to clean in the neighboring cage. So she moved from cell to cell, and the bucket was more and more filled with garbage. Finally she finished cleaning and emptied everything in the bucket into the dustbin that stood by the fence behind the cages. Dunno waited for the cleaner to disappear, and said to Button and Motley:

Stay here and see that no one comes near.

And he ran to the box, opened the lid and climbed inside. For a while, muffled grunting and sniffling came from the box. Finally, Dunno's head popped out from under the lid.

Here it is, the magic wand! he said, smiling triumphantly.

For joy, the Button even jumped.

Bravo! she said, and slowly clapped her hands.

Dunno got out of the box and walked along the path, carefully carrying a wand in front of him.

Now I will take care of her! he said. Now no one can take her away from me!

Following Dunno walked Button and Motley. They held hands in unison. Both of their faces broke into smiles.

Now we can go to the circus and help Leaf out, - said Button.

Ah, true! I forgot about Leaf! - exclaimed Dunno. - Well, hurry to the circus!

He turned and ran towards the exit. Button and Motley could hardly keep up with him. Five minutes later, all three were already sitting in a striped push-button taxi. Dunno pressed the button with the inscription "Circus", and the car sped through the streets. They did not have time to look back, as they were already in the circus.

In the arena, they saw several acrobats jumping and tumbling - they must have been preparing for the evening performance. Dunno and Motley really wanted to look at them, but Button said:

Is this what we came here for? After we'll see.

Okay, after, - Dunno agreed.

Having made their way between the rows of chairs, our travelers entered the door for the artists and got into the service room. It was a long barn with a cement floor. Along the walls were cages with various animals. There was a lion in one of the cages.

Lion again! - Pestrenky said frightened. - Probably, some nonsense will come out again ...

At the end of the room were horse stalls. Coming closer, the travelers saw that among the horses was a donkey. He stood in a small stall, tied by a bridle to an iron ring that was set into the wall. Turning his head back, the donkey looked sadly at Dunno.

It is he! - Dunno whispered. - I recognize him.

Fearing that he would not get it from Leaf for turning him into a donkey, Dunno moved away from him and, preparing to run away as soon as possible, waved his wand.

I want the donkey to turn into Leaf! he said softly.

However, no transformation took place. Dunno again waved his wand and said louder:

I want this donkey to turn back into Little Leaf!

The transformation did not happen this time either.

What is it? - Dunno was excited.

He shook his wand in the air with all his strength and shouted out his spells, but the donkey remained an ass and did not want to turn into Leaf. At this time, a circus guard approached them.

And what are you doing here? - he asked.

Dunno was confused and did not know what to say, but Motley came to the rescue.

We came to see the show,” he said.

And you have to come to the show in the evening.

The watchman escorted them outside and closed the door.

What is it? - Asked, perplexed, Dunno. Why did the wand stop working? Well, I'll check again.

He waved his wand again and said:

I want two servings of ice cream!

Three servings! - Pestrenky corrected.

I want three servings of ice cream! - Dunno repeated.

However, no matter how much he repeated these words, not even one serving of ice cream appeared.

Listen, Dunno, you probably took the wrong wand, - said Motley.

How - not that one? - Dunno was surprised.

Well, that one was magical, but this one wasn't magical at all.

Where do you think the magic is?

And the magical one remained in the dustbin.

Oh, I'm crazy! Dunno shouted, clutching his head. - Come on, quickly back to the zoo!

A few minutes passed, and our adventurers again raced through the zoo. Running up to the box, Dunno rushed at him like a tiger, knocked it upside down and poured all the garbage on the ground. The three of them began rummaging through the garbage, but no one found another wand.

You see! - Dunno said to Pestrenky. - There is no other wand. So this one is magical.

Come on, let me try, - Motley asked, sitting down to Dunno.

He took the wand, waved it and said:

I want a sandwich with jam! .. I want ice cream! .. I want noodles with butter! .. Table, cover yourself! .. Ugh!

Since none of his wishes came true, he put the Dunno's wand in his hands and said:

You must have been tricked by a wizard. He gave me some useless wand. All the magic has already come out of it.

Yes, Dunno grumbled, I would like to meet this wizard! I'd show him how to trick shorties and give them substandard wands!

Dunno was very upset, but Motley was not able to indulge in despondency for a long time. Or maybe it did not depend on him at all, but on the sun, which at that time rose high and flooded with its light the bench on which our three travelers were sitting. Having warmed himself in the sun, Pestrenky felt that life in the world was not bad at all. His cheeks spontaneously broke into a smile, and he said to Dunno:

Don't worry, Dunno! Still, not everything is lost. In extreme cases, you can go to the dining room and have lunch.

No, Motley, it's still unfair! You tell me why I did good deeds, huh? I have done three good things. And most importantly, everything in a row and completely disinterested!

While Dunno and Motley were talking, a passer-by appeared on the path in the distance. He wore a navy blue dressing gown studded with golden stars and silver crescents that sparkled in the sun, and on his feet were red shoes with long, turned-up toes. In these shoes, he walked very quickly and completely silently. No one noticed how he approached the bench and sat down next to Dunno. For some time he sat in silence, leaning his hands on a stick, and glanced askance at Dunno, who continued to talk to Pestrenky.

Suddenly Dunno felt that someone was sitting next to him. He cautiously squinted his eyes and saw a little old man sitting on a bench with a long gray mustache and a white gray beard, like dedamorosis. His face seemed familiar to Dunno. Sliding his eyes down, Dunno saw on the old man's feet red shoes with turned up toes and buckles in the form of golden crescents.

Oh, yes, it's magic! Dunno suddenly remembered, and his face shone with joy. - Hello.

Hello, hello, friend! the wizard smiled. - That's where we met. Well, tell me, why did you want to see me?

Did I want to?

Is not it so? He himself just said: "I would like to meet this magician! I would show him." What did you want to show me?

The stranger was terribly ashamed. He lowered his head and was afraid to even look at the wizard.

I wanted to show you a magic wand, he finally murmured. For some reason, she has deteriorated and does not want to fulfill any desires.

Ah, that's the point! - exclaimed the wizard and took Dunno's magic wand. - Yes, yes, I see it has deteriorated. Completely, brother, spoiled, completely. That's how! I told you that if you commit three bad deeds, then the magic wand will lose its magic power.

When did you say this? - Dunno was surprised. - Oh yes, that's right, you said. I completely forgot. Have I already done three bad things?

You made thirty-three of them! Button said angrily.

I can’t remember a single one, ”Dunno answered.

I'll have to remind you," said the wizard. - Didn't you turn Leaf into a donkey? Or do you think it's a good thing to do?

But then I was very angry, ”Dunno objected.

Whether you're angry or not angry, it doesn't matter. You always have to do well. Then you turned three donkeys into shorties.

But I didn't know what would come of it.

If you didn't know, then you shouldn't have done it. You must always act thoughtfully. Because of your thoughtlessness, a lot of trouble came out. And finally, you teased the monkey in the cage. This is also a bad move.

All right! Dunno waved his hand in annoyance. - It always happens like this: if you are not lucky from the very beginning, you are not lucky to the end!

Dunno was ready to cry from chagrin. And Pestrenky said:

You don't cry. Dunno. After all, even without a magic wand, you can live perfectly. What a wand for us, the sun would shine!

Oh, my dear, how well you said it! the wizard laughed and stroked Motley's head. - After all, it’s true, it’s good, our sun, kind. It shines equally on everyone: to those who have something, and to those who have nothing at all; who has a magic wand and who does not. From the sun it is light and warm for us, and our hearts are joyful. And without the sun, there would be no flowers, no trees, no blue sky, no green grass, and we would not exist either. The sun will feed us, and give us drink, and warm, and dry. Every blade of grass reaches for the sun. From him all life on earth. So why should we be sad when the sun is shining? Is not it?

Of course it is, agreed Button and Motley.

And Dunno answered.

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Chapter twenty eight. DISCOVERY OF PROFESSOR KOZYAVKIN

All this, as they say, overwhelmed Button's patience, and when the friends returned to the hotel, she said:
- It's time for us to go home. I don't want to stay in Sun City anymore!
"I don't want to live in that lousy Sunshine City either!" - picked up Pestrenky. - It is very necessary that cold water be poured down my collar!
- Well, friends, - Dunno agreed. - Today it's late, and tomorrow morning we can go back. And now we will go with you, Motley, and find our car, which we left on the day of arrival somewhere in the middle of the street.
Dunno and Motley went to look for the car, and Button sat down at a small table in the corner, lit an electric lamp and began to read the newspaper, which she had not had time to read in the morning.
In those days, many newspapers wrote that the policemen did not know how to properly deal with the windmills and showed too much gentleness towards them, and this made the windmills feel unpunished and behaved even more outrageously. After reading one such article. Button decided to put the newspaper aside, but then she came across an article called: "Professor Kozyavkin's story about how he found out who the carminators are, where they came from and how to deal with them." Here is what Professor Kozyavkin wrote in his article:

“Once, while walking around the zoo, I saw a very strange natural phenomenon. In front of my eyes, the donkey, which was behind the lattice fence, suddenly turned into a short man. This amazing phenomenon puzzled me so much that I was dumbfounded for a moment. However, everything that happened next, I perfectly saw and remembered. So, for example, I clearly saw that at that time two little ones were standing in front of the fence. One was in yellow trousers, the other in a colorful skullcap with patterns. The one who was wearing yellow trousers held a small stick in his hands. He waved this stick in front of the donkey's nose, probably wanting to tease the animal. In response to this, the donkey, turning into a short man, gave the teaser such a click that the poor fellow jumped aside. After that, the former donkey climbed over the fence and chased both kids, who rushed to run away from him. I ran after them to make a scientific observation of the donkey that had turned into a short man, but on the way I lost my glasses, without which I could hardly see anything. While I was looking for glasses, both kids and the former donkey chasing them managed to escape, and I did not manage to meet them again. However, I well remember that the former donkey was dressed in wide greenish-yellow trousers and a jacket with narrow sleeves, and on his head was a motley beret with a tassel.
Returning home, I began to think about the incident and came to the conclusion that it all seemed to me. But after a few days, I began to meet short men who were dressed exactly like the former donkey I had seen. These shorties soon received the name carminatives. They hooligans on the streets, offended passers-by, committed various wild tricks and generally did not know how to behave in a short way. Therefore, I came to the conclusion that all these short men were not short men at all, but former donkeys, that is, donkeys turned into short men.
I was in no hurry to report my scientific discovery to the newspaper, because I could not explain why such a large number of carminos appeared in the city. If we assume that every windmill is a former donkey, then it remains unclear where we got so many donkeys from. As far as I knew, we only had donkeys in the zoo. Turning to the zoo staff, I found out that there were only three donkeys in the zoo, and even those donkeys disappeared somewhere. The mysterious disappearance of three donkeys confirmed my scientific hunch that these donkeys had evolved into carminators, but it couldn't explain where all the other carminos came from.
For several days in a row I puzzled and unsuccessfully tried to find an answer to this question. In the end, chance helped me in this matter. In the house where I live, next to my apartment lives a short man named Chubchik. I know this Chubchik well and even know him personally. He was always an exemplary kid, never naughty, never rude to anyone, and generally did nothing wrong. Imagine my surprise when I found out that Chubchik had become a windmill. Dressed in wide yellow-green trousers and a jacket with narrow sleeves, he began to hooligan and misbehave on the street, so that he did not let anyone pass. If I didn't personally know Chubchik, I might have thought that only such an animal as a donkey could become a carnivore, but now it became clear to me that an ordinary, simple short man could also become a carnivore.
Continuing my scientific observations, I became convinced that there are two varieties of carminatives. The first class windmills, or wild windmills, are those that are descended from donkeys. The second-class carminators, or domestic carminators, are those that are descended from simple shorties. Wild carminos are stupid creatures by nature, they are not affected by any educational measures, therefore, no matter how much you teach them, they will remain so carminatives. Domestic carminos are more intelligent creatures, but they have a very gentle nature, so they easily adopt both bad and good. Since wild carminos are not subject to educational measures, they must be turned back into donkeys; then domestic carminators will not have bad examples before their eyes and will again become good shorties. And then normal life will be restored in the city again. No one will beat us, push us, bite us, pour water over us, and so on. In the theater, they will stop turning everything inside out and smearing the benches with pitch. It will be possible to go to concerts without fear of hearing pig squealing, dog howling and frog croaking instead of music. In general, everything will be fine. And now let's not indulge in despondency and wish our science to find a way to turn wild carminators into donkeys as soon as possible.
Despite the fact that Professor Kozyavkin urged readers not to indulge in despondency, Button became discouraged. After reading the article, she was convinced that Dunno was to blame for everything, who turned the donkeys into short men. Of course, Button blamed herself for overlooking Dunno and allowing him to do so many troubles. Quiet, modest Button, who was not able to offend even a fly, became so angry that she was ready to beat Dunno.
- Well, it's good! she grumbled, clenching her fists with all her might. - Let him come back! He will learn from me how to turn donkeys into shorties! Just think what a magician turned up!
Dunno and Motley, however, did not return. Button began to worry and even wanted to go looking for them, but at that time she saw another article in the newspaper, which interested her very much. Forgetting Dunno, Button began to read:
“Many readers already know about the mysterious disappearance of little Leaf. Despite a long search, he was nowhere to be found. Now that almost everyone has stopped looking for the missing person and only little Bukovka does not lose hope of finding him, the newspaper has received information that can shed light on this incident. We learned that on the day when Leaf disappeared, short Shtanishkin was walking along East Street. Not far from the corner of Biscuitnaya Street, Shtanishkin noticed a book lying in the middle of the sidewalk. Raising the book, Shtanishkin saw that it was "The Amazing Adventures of the Wonderful Gosling Yashka." The book was stamped by the library. This gave Shtanishkin the idea that someone had taken the book from the library, taken it home, and lost it on the way. Having read the address of the library on the stamp, Shtanishkin decided to take the book to the address, but that day it was already late and the library was closed. Then Shtanishkin took the book to his home in order to carry it the next day. At home, he decided to read this book; he liked it, and he decided to give it to the library after he had read it all to the end.
This Shtanishkin turned out to be not a particularly zealous reader, since he read a little each day, that is, one chapter at a time, as a result of which his reading dragged on for a long time. He had already begun to forget that this book was not his own, but a library one, but nevertheless, when he finished reading, he remembered that the book had to be returned.
In the end Shtanishkin came to the library and told the librarian that he had found the book in the street. The librarian looked through the list and found that the book “The Amazing Adventures of the Wonderful Gosling Yashka” was given to little Leaf and on the very day he disappeared.
Thus, Leaf was found to have borrowed the book from the library, then walked down East Street and lost the book near his home. What happened to him next is still unclear. Perhaps the same incident happened to Leaf as with the policeman Svistulkin, and he lives somewhere under a false name.
Once again, we ask everyone who knows anything about Listik's whereabouts to inform the editors of our newspaper as soon as possible.
Having read the article to the end, Button thought hard and said to herself:
- What is this going on? So Dunno lied to me that he turned Leaf back into a shorty. Nothing to say, good job!
At this time Dunno and Motley returned.
- Everything is fine! Dunno shouted, beaming with joy. Our car has been found. We put it in the street opposite the hotel. Tomorrow it will be possible to go.
- Where are you going to go? Button frowned.
- How - where? Home, in the Flower City. We've decided...
- "Decided"! - mimicked the Button. - He did all sorts of things here! Ruined everyone's life, and he ran away!
The stranger rolled his eyes at her.
- What kind of things have I done? Whose life ruined?
- You don't know who! And the windmills, from which no one in the city has rest, is whose work, in your opinion?
- Whose? - Dunno asked in bewilderment.
- Yours!
- My?! - Dunno even opened his mouth in surprise.
- Well, there is nothing to open your mouth here! Button said angrily. - Read the newspaper here.

Dunno quickly grabbed a newspaper, sat down at the table and began to read. Motley came up behind and began to look at the newspaper over Dunno's shoulder.
- That's fun! he laughed. - This Professor Kozyavkin, of course, saw us near the donkey fence. Only he did not guess that Dunno had a magic wand in his hands, and he thought that the donkey itself turned into a short man.
- Enough talk for you! Dunno answered angrily. - And without you everything is clear.
Having read Professor Kozyavkin's article to the end, Dunno grunted in annoyance and, glancing guiltily at Button, began scratching the back of his head with five fingers.
- That's what, it turns out, he did! he muttered in embarrassment.
- That's not all! Button frowned again. - You still read about Listik.
- About which Leaf?
- Read, read! Don't you remember?
Dunno began to read about Listik in the newspaper, and Motley again settled down behind and looked over his shoulder.
- So, Dunno instead of Leaf turned a real donkey into a short man, then two more, and Leaf remained a donkey! said Motley, shaking with laughter.
- N-n-yes-a! Dunno drawled after reading the article. - Look, what a thing came out! What to do now?
- What? - Button asked angrily. - First, we need to quickly turn Leaf into a short man. Poor Bukovka must have been completely exhausted. And secondly, all three donkeys that you turned into shorties by mistake must be turned back into donkeys.
- Right! - confirmed Dunno. - Tomorrow morning we will go to the zoo and look for Leaf there. Since he was not among those three donkeys, it means that there must be another donkey somewhere. But how to find three real donkeys, which I turned into shorties? This will probably be more difficult...
- Nothing! Button said sternly. - We will walk around the city until we find all three.
- How is it - we will walk around the city? - Pestrenky was surprised. We've decided to leave tomorrow.
- We'll have to delay the departure.
- Wait? Eva! shouted Motley. - They will pour cold water down my collar here, and I still have to wait?
“So, in your opinion, it’s better if the carnivores torment everyone, and Leaf remains forever a donkey?” After all, no one will help him but us. No one has a magic wand, you know?
- All right, - Motley waved his hand. “Do as you please, but don’t imagine that you will get rid of me so easily!” You brought me here, you must take me back!
- We'll take you, you don't have to worry, - Dunno answered.
- Exactly! And drop me off exactly at the same place where they took me, otherwise I do not agree! - said Pestrenky and went to bed.

Chapter first
Dunno dreams

Some readers have probably already read the book "The Adventures of Dunno and His Friends". This book tells about a fairy-tale country in which babies and babies lived, that is, tiny boys and girls, or, as they were otherwise called, shorties. Here such a little shorty was Dunno. He lived in the Flower City, on Kolokolchikov Street, together with his friends Znayka, Toropyzhka, Rasteryayka, mechanics Vintik and Shpuntik, musician Gusli, artist Tube, doctor Pilyulkin and many others. The book tells about how Dunno and his friends made a trip in a hot air balloon, visited the Green City and the city of Zmeevka, about what they saw and what they learned. After returning from a trip, Znayka and his friends set to work: they began to build a bridge across the Ogurtsovaya River, reed water supply and fountains, which they saw in the Green City.

The shorties managed to do all this, after which they began to install electric lighting on the streets of the city, set up a telephone so that they could talk to each other without leaving the house, and Vintik and Shpuntik, under the guidance of Znayka, designed a television so that they could watch movies at home and theatrical performances.

As everyone already knows, Dunno after the trip became much wiser, began to learn to read and write, read all grammar and almost all arithmetic, began to do tasks and even wanted to start studying physics, which he jokingly called physics-mysics, but that’s why he got tired of studying. This often happens in the country of short men. A short man will promise three boxes, say that he will do this and that, even turn mountains and turn them upside down, but in fact he will work for several days at full strength, and then again, little by little, begins to take off.

Nobody, of course, says that Dunno was an incorrigible lazy person. Or rather, he just went astray. Having learned how to read properly, he sat all day long over books, but he did not read at all what was needed, but what was more interesting, mainly fairy tales. After reading fairy tales, he completely stopped doing business and, as they say, plunged headlong into dreams. He made friends with the little Button, who became famous for being also terribly fond of fairy tales. Climbing somewhere in a secluded place. Dunno and Button began to dream of various miracles: invisibility hats, flying carpets, walking boots, silver saucers and pouring apples, magic wands, witches and sorcerers, good and evil wizards and sorceresses. They only did what they told each other different fairy tales, but their favorite pastime was arguing which is better: an invisibility hat or a flying carpet, self-gusli or walking boots? And they argued so passionately that things sometimes even ended in a fight.

Once they argued for two days in a row, and Dunno managed to prove to Button that the best thing is a magic wand, because whoever owns it can get himself anything. He has only to wave his magic wand and say: “I want to have an invisibility hat or walking boots,” and all this will immediately appear to him.

The main thing, Dunno said, is that someone who has a magic wand can learn everything without difficulty, that is, he doesn’t even need to learn, but just wave his wand and say: I want, they say, to know arithmetic or French, and he will immediately begin to know arithmetic and speak French.

After this conversation Dunno walked like a bewitched one. Often, waking up at night, he jumped up in bed, began to mutter something to himself and waved his arms. He imagined that he was waving a magic wand. Dr. Pilyulkin noticed that something was wrong with Dunno, and said that if he did not stop his nightly performances, then he would have to be tied to the bed with a rope and given castor oil for the night. Dunno, of course, was frightened of castor oil and began to behave more quietly.

Once Dunno met with Button on the river bank. They sat on a large green cucumber that grew in abundance around. The sun had already risen high and warmed the earth properly, but Dunno and Button were not hot, because the cucumber on which they sat, as if on a bench, was rather cool, and from above they were protected from the sun by wide cucumber leaves spread over them, like huge green umbrellas. The breeze rustled softly in the grass and raised light ripples on the river, which sparkled in the sun. Thousands of sunbeams, reflected from the surface of the water, danced on cucumber leaves, illuminating them from below with some mysterious light. From this it seemed that the air under the leaves, where Dunno and Button were sitting, was also agitated and trembling, as if flapping countless invisible wings, and all this looked somehow unusual, magical. But Dunno and Button did not notice any magic around, since this whole picture was too familiar for them, and besides, each of them was busy with his own thoughts. Button really wanted to talk about fairy tales, but Dunno for some reason was stubbornly silent, and his face was so sour and angry that she was even afraid to speak to him.

Finally, Button still could not stand it and asked:

- Tell me, Dunno, what kind of fly bit you today? Why are you so boring?

“No fly has bitten me today,” Dunno answered. - I'm boring because I'm bored.

- That's how I explained it! Button laughed. Boring because it's boring. You try to explain better.

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Title: Dunno in the Sunny City

About the book "Dunno in the Sunny City" Nikolai Nosov

The book Dunno in the Sunny City is the second part of a trilogy about the adventures of the hero and his friends. As a gift for his kind and disinterested deeds Dunno receives a magic wand from the wizard. With her help, he creates a car and, in the company of Knopochka and Patchkuli Motley, goes to an unusual Sunny City. Here reigns love, equality, lack of money and punishing bodies. But the measured life of the inhabitants is disturbed by the arrived company.

Angry at Little Leaf, Dunno turns him into a donkey. In an attempt to cover up a bad deed, he transforms three real donkeys into shorties. While the heroes are getting to know new friends, architecture and life of the city, donkeys begin to make a mess, involving more and more people in them. When Dunno realizes the scale of the catastrophe he has created, he desperately tries to fix everything, only the magic wand he lost has lost its miraculous power. Will the hooligan manage to return the life of the city to a peaceful course and change the places of donkeys and Leaf?

Despite the fact that "Dunno in the Sunny City" is a fairy tale for children, Nikolai Nosov also described images that were completely unchildish. So, the futuristic and well-maintained Sunny City itself is a clear allegory with communism, and the copying of the defiant behavior of donkeys by the inhabitants is a hint at the subculture of dudes.

It is noteworthy that in his works, Nikolai Nosov, like the famous "forecaster" of technological progress Jules Verne, often talked about inventions that later became a reality. So, for example, he predicted the appearance of solar panels, flat-panel TVs hanging on the wall, a robot vacuum cleaner, a laser printer, etc.

Thanks to the experience of creating documentaries and passion for technical developments, the author's books, including Dunno in the Sunny City, are real polytechnic encyclopedias for children. Many young readers note that they paid as much attention to the detailed arrangement of machines and devices as to the adventures of the heroes themselves.

According to the book Dunno in the Sunny City, ten series of cartoons were shot, thanks to which this impudent and courageous boy became a real folk hero and a favorite of more than one generation of children.

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PART I

Chapter first. DON'T KNOW DREAMS

Some readers have probably already read the book "The Adventures of Dunno and His Friends". This book tells about a fairy-tale country in which babies and babies lived, that is, tiny boys and girls, or, as they were otherwise called, shorties. Here such a little shorty was Dunno. He lived in the Flower City, on Kolokolchikov Street, together with his friends Znayka, Toropyzhka, Rasteryayka, mechanics Vintik and Shpuntik, musician Gusli, artist Tube, doctor Pilyulkin and many others. The book tells about how Dunno and his friends made a trip in a hot air balloon, visited the Green City and the city of Zmeevka, about what they saw and what they learned. Returning from a trip, Znayka and his friends set to work: they began to build a bridge across the Ogurtsovaya River, reed water supply and fountains, which they saw in the Green City.

The shorties managed to do all this, after which they began to install electric lighting on the streets of the city, set up a telephone so that they could talk to each other without leaving the house, and Vintik and Shpuntik, under the guidance of Znayka, designed a television so that they could watch movies at home and theatrical performances.

As everyone already knows, Dunno after the trip became much wiser, began to learn to read and write, read all grammar and almost all arithmetic, began to do tasks and even wanted to start studying physics, which he jokingly called physics-mysics, but that’s why he got tired of studying.

This often happens in the country of short men. A short man will promise three boxes, say that he will do this and that, even turn mountains and turn them upside down, but in fact he will work for several days at full strength, and then again, little by little, begins to take off.

Nobody, of course, says that Dunno was an incorrigible lazy person. Or rather, he just went astray. Having learned how to read properly, he sat all day long over books, but he read not at all what was more necessary, but what was more interesting, mainly fairy tales. After reading fairy tales, he completely stopped doing business and, as they say, plunged headlong into dreams. He made friends with the little Button, who became famous for being also terribly fond of fairy tales. Climbing somewhere in a secluded place. Dunno and Button began to dream of various miracles: invisibility hats, flying carpets, walking boots, silver saucers and pouring apples, magic wands, witches and sorcerers, good and evil wizards and sorceresses. They only did what they told each other different fairy tales, but their favorite pastime was arguing which is better: an invisibility hat or a flying carpet, self-gusli or walking boots? And they argued so passionately that things sometimes even ended in a fight.
Once they argued for two days in a row, and Dunno managed to prove to Button that the best thing is a magic wand, because whoever owns it can get himself anything. He has only to wave his magic wand and say: "I want to have an invisibility hat or walking boots," and all this will immediately appear to him.
The main thing, Dunno said, is that someone who has a magic wand can learn everything without difficulty, that is, he doesn’t even need to learn, but just wave his wand and say: I want, they say, to know arithmetic or French, and he will immediately begin to know arithmetic and speak French.
After this conversation Dunno walked like a bewitched one. Often, waking up at night, he jumped up in bed, began to mutter something to himself and waved his arms. He imagined that he was waving a magic wand. Dr. Pilyulkin noticed that something was wrong with Dunno, and said that if he did not stop his nightly performances, then he would have to be tied to the bed with a rope and given castor oil for the night. Dunno, of course, was frightened of castor oil and began to behave more quietly.
Once Dunno met with Button on the river bank. They sat on a large green cucumber that grew in abundance around. The sun had already risen high and warmed the earth properly, but Dunno and Button were not hot, because the cucumber on which they sat, as if on a bench, was rather cool, and from above they were protected from the sun by wide cucumber leaves spread over them, like huge green umbrellas. The breeze rustled softly in the grass and raised light ripples on the river, which sparkled in the sun. Thousands of sunbeams, reflected from the surface of the water, danced on cucumber leaves, illuminating them from below with some mysterious light. From this it seemed that the air under the leaves, where Dunno and Button were sitting, was also agitated and trembling, as if flapping countless invisible wings, and all this looked somehow unusual, magical. But Dunno and Button did not notice any magic around, since this whole picture was too familiar for them, and besides, each of them was busy with his own thoughts. Button really wanted to talk about fairy tales, but Dunno for some reason was stubbornly silent, and his face was so sour and angry that she was even afraid to speak to him.
Finally, Button still could not stand it and asked:
- Tell me, Dunno, what kind of fly bit you today? Why are you so boring?
“No fly has bitten me today,” Dunno answered. - And I'm boring because I'm bored.
- That's how I explained it! Button laughed. - Boring because it's boring. You try to explain better.
“Well, you see,” Dunno said, spreading his arms, “in our city everything is somehow not as it should be. There are no, you know, miracles, there is nothing magical ... What a thing in the old days! Then, almost at every turn, there were wizards, sorcerers, or at least witches. No wonder this is told in fairy tales.
- Of course, not without reason, - Button agreed. “But there were wizards not only in the old days. They still exist, but not everyone can meet them.
- Who can meet them? Maybe you? - Dunno asked with a sneer.
- What are you, what are you! Button waved her hands. - You know, I'm such a coward that if I meet a magician now, I probably won't say a word from fear. But you could probably talk to the wizard, because you are very brave.
- Of course, I'm brave, - Dunno confirmed. - But for some reason I still haven't met a single wizard.
"That's because courage alone isn't enough here," said Button. - I read in some fairy tale that you need to do three good deeds in a row. Then a magician will appear before you and give you whatever you ask him.
- And even a magic wand?
- Even a magic wand.
- Look you! - Dunno was surprised. What do you think is considered a good deed? If, for example, I get up in the morning and wash my face with cold water and soap, will that be a good deed?
“Of course,” said Button. - If it will be hard for someone, and you will help, if someone will be offended, and you will protect, these will also be good deeds. Even if someone helps you, and you say thank you for it, you will also do well, because you should always be grateful and polite.
- Well, in my opinion, this is not difficult, - Dunno said.
“No, it’s very difficult,” objected Button, “because three good deeds must be done in a row, and if at least one bad deed falls between them, then nothing will come of it and you will have to start all over again. In addition, a good deed will only be good when you do it selflessly, without thinking that you are doing it for some personal benefit.
“Well, of course, of course,” Dunno agreed. - What a good deed it would be if you do it for the sake of profit! Well, today I will rest, and tomorrow I will start doing good deeds, and if all this is true, then the magic wand will soon be in our hands!