It’s a quiet morning in the Caspian Jungle, and Baba Noruz is drinking his tea while watching a stand-up comedy on TV in his wood-made hut.
“This new guy is hilarious, Naaz, don’t you agree?” Naaz is Baba’s chubby white bunny. She can’t talk, of course, but she listens to Baba Noruz attentively and watches TV all the time.
Someone knocks on the door.
“A guest? I hope it’s not a human.” Baba murmurs and stands up to open the door.
“Ho Ho Ho … How’s my cousin? Long time no see! Can I come in?”
Santa enters, but Baba isn’t happy. He doesn’t like to be interrupted when he’s watching stand-up comedies.
“What’s up, Santa? What has brought you here this time of the day?”
“Don’t be bitter, Baba … oh, hello Naaz, here come, I have some fresh carrots for you!”
Naaz takes carrots and starts chewing them like a shot.
“Listen, Baba, I have to return home in an hour. I need your help, so just listen to me and don’t talk.”
“OK, then. I’m all ears now. Want some black tea?”
“No, thanks, listen … swans are heading towards this jungle, but some nasty men have set up traps for them. You and I must give them an unforgettable lesson before those poor swans get here.
“Agreed! But what’s your plan? We don’t have evil powers. You know that.”
“I know, but your wife, Pari, is a witch and all animals in this jungle obey her orders. I want you to send her a message ASAP. If she talks to Asiatic cheetahs, they will surely help us scare those men off, and then you and I can get rid of those dangerous traps.”
“Is your sled out there?”
“Then, let’s hurry up! Pari’s cottage is only a mile far. Let’s save the swans together.”
Baba and Santa leave the hut. Naaz keeps chewing carrots and watching TV. Now that Baba isn’t home, she can switch channels and watch animated films. She loves cartoons more than she loves carrots.