Произведение ««The Great Kefir Explosion»» автора Roman Dmitrievich Sukhodolin

One day, my mother sent Petya to the store.

— Petya, buy bread, milk and kefir. And don't drop anything! — She said sternly.

Petya nodded and left.
On the way, he dropped only a small change (twice) and almost tripped over the curb (three times), but on the whole he got there successfully.

In the store, he took bread, milk and... kefir.
The kefir was in a beautiful box with the inscription "Fresh! Drink to your heart's content!"

Petya brought everything home, put kefir in the fridge and... FORGOT.

Absolutely.
Absolutely.
It's as if kefir never existed.

Meanwhile, a QUIET LIFE began in the refrigerator.

The first week.
Kefir lay on the shelf and thought: "Never mind, I'll be drunk soon. Petya is so clumsy, but he loves kefir."

The second week.
Kefir began to get bored. There was milk and yogurt nearby, but they were taciturn. The milk was silent all the time (because it was milk), and the yogurt just sighed: "Yo-yo-yogurt..."

The third week.
Kefir started to get angry. Bubbles began to appear inside it. Small, but very nasty.
—Don't worry, don't worry," kefir grumbled, "but they don't drink me anyway!"

The fourth week.
Kefir turned into KEFIR.
It swelled, the box stretched like a drum.
There were so many bubbles inside that they could no longer fit.
"That's it,— kefir hissed. "I'm going to explode." And you will regret everything!

It was an ordinary evening.
Petya was sitting in the kitchen eating cookies.
Mom was washing the dishes.
Dad was reading the newspaper.
The scientist's cat (tethered, but in earshot) was dozing.

And suddenly...

BANG, BANG, BANG!

The refrigerator jumped.
The door opened by itself.
And from there, like a rocket, a KEFIR STOPPER flew out!

— Oh!  Petya shouted and dropped the cookie (where else).

— Ouch!  Mom screamed and dropped the plate.

— Wow!  Dad said and dropped the newspaper.

And a white mist poured out of the refrigerator.
It was the kefir spirit coming out.
The smell was such that the scientist felt the cat even in his sleep and twitched.

"What was that?"  Petya whispered.

"This.".. It's kefir," Mom said, peeking into the refrigerator. — Petya, when did you buy kefir?

"A month ago,— Petya admitted honestly.

—A MONTH?"  Mom and Dad shouted in unison.

—Well... yes...  Petya blushed. "I forgot."..

— You forgot kefir for a month!  Mom threw up her hands. "It EXPLODED!"

And it's true.
The refrigerator looked like a war had taken place there.
The walls are stained white.
The shelf is broken.
The remnants of kefir hung from the refrigerator ceiling like icicles.

—Wow,— Dad said. — I thought kefir was just sour. AND it EXPLODES!

"It's all bubbles," explained Petya, who remembered something like that from school. — They multiply and put pressure on the walls. And if there are many of them...

—BANG!— my mother finished. — Thanks, Petya, now we have a renovation in the kitchen.

Everyone had to clean up.
Dad was washing the refrigerator ceiling.
Mom was scrubbing the walls.
Petya was picking up the remains of the box (and dropped them three times).

And the scientist's cat was sitting in the corner, licking his lips contentedly.
.. Kefir was a noble one. It's a pity I didn't get it.

"You're kidding!"  Mom sighed. — Now we will take out this smell for a week!

And it's true: the smell of kefir was all over the apartment.
Even the neighbors from above asked:
— Have you opened a kefir factory?

And the neighbors from below:
— Can I have a cup?

In the evening, when the cleaning was over, everyone was sitting in the kitchen and drinking tea.
Of course, no one had kefir — everyone was afraid of it.

—Petya,— said Mom, "did you understand the lesson?"

—Understood,— Petya nodded. — Kefir should not be forgotten for more than a week.

— And for how long is it possible?  Dad asked.

—For three days at most,— Mom said. "It's better to drink it right away."

"I understand,— Petya promised. — No more kefir fuze.

— And anyway, — Dad added, — maybe we'll buy yogurt? At least it doesn't explode.

"Yogurt can, too," Petya said authoritatively. — He has his own bacteria there. Only they're lazy.

Everyone laughed.

And the scientist's cat meowed softly,
"The kefir was delicious." It's a pity that it all flew apart. At least lick it...

But no one gave it to him. Because kefir was on the ceiling.

Since then, Petya checks every time he opens the refrigerator.:
— Is there any kefir? How old is he? Isn't it time to drink?

And if kefir costs more than three days, put it right away... pours it into the sink.
Because an explosion is fun, but it's not very easy to clean up afterwards.

And the spiders, having learned this story, hung a sign in their refrigerator.:

"Kefir is not a toy. Drink on time!"

Well, yes…