H_O_M_O_ R_A_T_I_O_N_A_L_I_S_(SCIENCE FICTION)Chris MYRSKI, Sofia, Bulgaria ?1979 ... 2023— — — — —
— — — — — CONTENTS Foreword The recruit It sounds logical The discovery of professor Kolossov The stimulator of Peter MacGreeves The clover The marriage proposal Right of choice Homo Rationalis The tunnel The cannibals Biological partner The order The sixth day Homo Retarded Nights and days of a young robo-mother What else if not afterlife? Afterword — — — — — P A R T F O U R — excerpts!THE MARRIAGE PROPOSAL It was nearly ten in the morning in one warm July day when Julia Moon Forster sat down at a small table under the painted in red and white strips sunshade of the terrace of cafe "Honey pancake", in the north-western part of eight million Detroit's megapolis, spread out on terraces and on the bottom of Lake Erie. She was 35 years old luscious blonde, with straw-yellow hair, sticking out aside like a roof of an olden village house, which hanged over her fine ear-lobes, from which dangled amber earrings in the shape of small bunch of ripe grapes. In front her hair slightly hid big and dark brown eyes with enlarged like buttons of suit pupils and curly long eyebrows, which occupied the bottom part of the painted like wheat field forehead. Julia was wearing pale-yellow summer blouse with painted in front in its lowest part glass with some green beverage, out of which flew round multicoloured bubbles, which became above bigger and bigger, and somewhere around her left breast in one shining bluish bubble was written: "Fresh as maiden's breast!" — the advertisement of "Moon Cola". Her skin was tanned by the sun including her slender legs under the shorts imitating elephant's skin, or rather the two hind legs of an young elephant with curved aside tail, looking from the rear, and in front the skin drew together in a relief phony zipper, that began at the waist, but this was not seen because it was partly hidden by the blouse, and ended with a big buckle in the lower part. Sitting at the table she was losing some of her sex-appeal, because was hiding the elephant bottom, under which was located one not devoid of charms part of her body. Julia waited for her friend Mary Jane, whom she has not seen for a long time, because Mary became a good modiste and found herself work in a company in Frisco, far away on the Pacific coast, and till now has come only twice here and always in a hurry and on business, so that they could not succeed to see each other, while now she intended to stay for about a week and they agreed to spend all the time before lunch in pleasant conversations and recollections. The appointed hour has just passed and Julia looked worried around at the passers-by, but because she had no idea how will look her friend now, with exception of her high growth and green eyes, which is difficult to change, she could only guess which from the ladies might be the expected Mary. The cosmetics does wonders and it is good that in the cafe were not many people in this part of the day, and also Julia has mentioned that she will be with some advertisement of "Moon Cola", like she usually did, because by a coincidence such was her mother family, so that she could allow herself to enjoy the nice day and not to be specially worried about the recognition. Most probably Mary will be in greenish colours and in something modern — maybe like a mermaid amidst green algae, or something of the kind. Besides, she knew also her manner of walking, which was fast and energetic, where her right arm made wider movements than the left one, and also a 40-year old lady will surely not be skinny as a goldfinch, at least because she has never been such, so that there were chances to recognize her from afar. ... July 1998 — — — — — RIGHT OF CHOICE Dieter sat absentmindedly in the dining room of children's home "Jolly Bears", built on a small hill in the north-east from Frankfurt, looked through the window and poked with fork in the plate. He was neither specially hungry, no thought about food, but under the strict glance of Ingrid, the teacher on duty, he forced himself to stuff in his stomach one sausage and drink his milk. Not that he was grieved, but he has also no particular reasons to be happy, because the half of his friends from previous years were already adopted and they scattered in quite various places, and another five were taken a few days ago, so that at the breakfast were present only about ten boys and girls. And as far as they were not many then today for the second time in this week he must again clear away the plates and shove them in the washing machine. Well, a ten of plates is not pretty much, so that this also did not bother him particularly. He was not bothered also by the meeting with his father, who must arrive today, because this was not the first time for him, yet the expectation, still, is not very pleasant, so that he was just bored and wondered how to kill the time. At the next table sat Martha and he could easy throw one small bread ball which, with a little luck, can drop in her cup with milk, but he did not like to repeat himself often, so that rejected this variant. There buzzed the videophone and while the teacher went to answer it he scratched slightly with fingernail under the table and made some special squeaking sound, which had to represent mouse squeak, yet either the girls did not hear it, or were already used to this, but this trick also failed. With big delay in the dining room rushed his friend Kurt, and Dieter shouted to him to close the pants fly, though Kurt did not at all look down and went at once to get his breakfast. It remained him nothing else except to eat up his sausage and clear the dishes of already breakfasted. After he finished with this task he went to collect his things. In the last year, when he was seven years old and had to go to his first father, he asked himself all the time how he will recognize him, yet now he knows that this was not at all necessary. Johann knew very well how his future son looked. He only gave the necessary documents to the teacher on duty and checked whether the number on his left shoulder was 17CAF073528. Well, surely it could have not been different. Then Johann took him by the hand and led him to the garage of children's home. He was large man, in the age of 45, how he later understood, with shaggy brown hair, bright eyes, clean-shaven face, and constant playful smile on the lips. He was quite jovial fellow and they lived well a whole year. He took him to the Munich megapolis, on the 47th floor of a pyramidal building called Tutankhamun. Next to it was small lake with mechanical crocodiles, on which he often rode also alone, because their driving was very simple. He climbed on their back by one of their feet, with which they fastened to the pier, sat on the seat, removed the feet, and switched on the tail. When it was necessary to make a turn the crocodile paddled stronger with one of the front feet. Their engine was in the mouth (he saw some of them with opened mouths when was necessary to repair something), and their eyes were headlights for night time. If the transparent cover was lowered then they could sink and flow under the water and also on the bottom, but the children were allowed to use them only as boats, so that under water he rode usually with Johann. How his present father will look, asked he himself when collected his toys. And where will drive him? He could have asked the teacher, but did not do this on purpose, for to be more interesting for him. And what if this will be a mother? ... Dec.1998 — — — — — |
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