After Znayka presented and built a rocket, after which Dunno decided to show off and fly to the moon himself since they didn't want to take him, after the cruel city life on the moon, Znayka with other shorties was able to save him and Ponchik and they even shared seeds with the lunar shorties so that they would not be so dependent on money.

A couple of days later, all 15 shorties decided to choose Dunno as the main one because they thought what a hero he was and to expel Znayka from the village.

At noon, after a casual breakfast, Znayka returned to his house and began to calculate again, record weather changes, wind strength and conduct experiments, looking at numerous scientific books, frowning with concentration, carefully taking the temple with his fingers, adjusting his glasses that had slightly fallen off his nose, his first floor, where he was now, was completely filled with chemical glassware, piles of papers, crumpled and not crumpled, scientific books, some open on some scientific volumes, while on the top floor was his neatly made bed, a chest with clothes and several bottles.

He abruptly stopped what he was doing when the guys called him, sticking his head out the window he asked the others raising his eyebrows in slight incomprehension looking at all 15 shorties, most were irritated and unhappy, and only 1-3 shorties looked at him guiltily, which initially confused him even more

"What? What is it? What happened?"

Vintik and Shpuntik, two twin technicians, started first

"We want you to leave!! We want Dunno to be the main and senior shorty!"

Vintik added "Yes! And we will not listen to you anymore" Everyone suddenly started shouting and rebelling "Down with Znayka! Down with Znayka! DOWN WITH ZNAYKA! GO AWAY!!"

Znayka nervously and quickly closed the window watching as they all shouted at him for a couple more minutes and left leaving him in confusion, despair and helplessness

Znayka's heart was beating restlessly and nervously in shock from what had happened, their responses were still heard in his ears "Down with Znayka! Down with Znayka!!! Down with him!!!!"

He sat on a chair for a couple of minutes looking at the papers with formulas and calculations thinking why were they doing this to him? how did it happen that now his comrades don't even want to see him in the village...

his stomach twisted weakly from the emotions of betrayal and pain... his hands absentmindedly grabbed the bag and began to collect his things, a couple of bottles and papers

suddenly tears involuntarily welled up in his eyes, a couple of drops fell on his glasses

Znayka hysterically knocked over a couple of books and chemical glassware, falling to his knees, his shoulders drooped, he helplessly covered his head with his hands, squeezing his eyes shut, unable to hold back his tears and quietly burst into tears while the light above him blinked weakly sometimes

"Why me?? Why am I guilty?! For what...?! I did all this for them! I studied! I invented! and took responsibility for them and they!.." another whine escaped from him, he was sitting pitifully on his knees on the cold floor