Kolobok grew and grew, and eventually grew up. And he began to grumble at his adoptive parents, saying life with them was boring. The house needed looking after, and in the village — only old folk remained. The internet — heaven forbid — was only mobile, and even that barely worked.
And who knows how the story would have ended, but whilst lying on the stove warming his sides, Kolobok stumbled upon some website. The creators of that site promised "new acquaintances and friends". Kolobok looked — and there was Vasilisa the Beautiful with a plait down to her feet, and next to her the profile of the Wise One, with a book and wearing spectacles.
And then suddenly the phone vibrated — a message had arrived. From a user called "Bunny".
Hi, I'm new here, what about you?
The message read. Without thinking long, Kolobok replied:
Just registered. How did you find me?
But "Bunny" ignored the question, writing only:
So what do you think about rope jumping?
Kolobok merely shrugged his "sides" and asked, not yet knowing what he was getting into:
What's that?
Oh, you're so uneducated, backward, straight out of the forest!
Kolobok tried to write a response, but Bunny wouldn't let him.
No, you don't understand! There...
"What a nutter," thought Kolobok and blocked Bunny. He didn't know what awaited him.
And Kolobok met many different animal folk on that strange site. There was "She-Wolf", who turned out to be a friend of the granny from the neighbouring village. And even "Proud Bear" wrote to him with a proposal to go collecting honey.
Kolobok became disillusioned with the local people, and even wanted to delete his profile. However, just as he raised his finger over the button, the phone burst into signal again. He glanced quickly — and there... "Little Fox", and the photos, such photos.
Never before had Kolobok seen such a painted beauty. And the message from her was no ordinary one.
"You're simply marvellous! I want to get to know you better. My photos are here". And she gave a link to a strange archive.
Kolobok couldn't resist and clicked on that link. However, the archive came with a surprise. Instead of photographs he saw only a mocking smiley face. And Kolobok's phone switched off once and for all.
All that remained for him was to sigh and head to the vegetable garden to help Granny and Grandad dig up potatoes. And he never visited such dodgy websites again.
