老鼠记者 · 7-Red Pizzas for a Blue Count

14-AH, SNOBELLA

AH, SNOBELLA... Just then, Trap looked at his watch. "Oh, rats, it's late! I need to get cooking!" he cried, "Count von Ratoff keeps a strict schedule. He's got a timetable for everything... eating, drinking, sleeping..." "Flitting around in that creepy cape," Thea added, taking a close-up of some cobwebs. My cousin smirked. "Maybe you just don't understand us royal mice," he coughed. "Clearly, the count is a noble rodent. And his niece, Countess Snobellq, isn't she the most gorgeous mouse you've ever seen?" My cousin sighed dreamily. "Too bad about that fool she's engaged to, Schnoz von der Nose," he went on. "He's so ugly he probably cracks every mirror he passes. He's so slow he

啊,SNOBELLA……就在这时,特拉普看了看表。 “哦,老鼠,太晚了!”我需要做饭!”他叫道,“冯·拉托夫伯爵有严格的时间表。 他对每件事都有一个时间表。 吃,喝,睡……” “披着那件令人毛骨悚然的斗篷飞来飞去,”西娅补充道,并给一些蜘蛛网拍了一张特写。 我的表妹傻笑着。“也许你只是不了解我们这些皇家老鼠。”他咳嗽道。 “显然,伯爵是一只高贵的啮齿动物。 还有他的侄女,斯诺贝尔伯爵夫人,她不是你见过的最漂亮的老鼠吗?”我表姐如梦似地叹了口气。 “她和那个笨蛋订了婚,真是太糟糕了,斯诺兹·冯·德·诺什。”他接着说。 “他太丑了,他可能会打碎每一面镜子。 他太慢了,他

probably needs his mommy to help him get dressed in the morning. He's so dumb he Before Trap could continue, the bookcase he had been leaning against swiveled around and he disappeared! "Trap!" we all shouted. But there was no answer. Seconds later, we heard pawsteps approaching. We hid behind a large Ratoff with a Crazy zigzag paffern. I peeked out just in time to see three mice approaching. It was the count, the countess, and the hunchback. I could hear the countess chattering away. "For tomorrow night's ball, we need a butler and a footman. And, of course, I must have a personal maid!" she squeaked. Count von Ratoff did not say one word. His eyes stared blankly ahead. This was one depressed mouse.

明早可能需要他妈妈帮他穿衣服。 特拉普还没来得及说下去,他靠着的书架就转了个圈,他就不见了!“陷阱!”我们都喊道。 但是没有回答。几秒钟后,我们听到脚步声靠近。 我们躲在一辆有着疯狂之字形图案的大拉托夫车后面。 我向外偷看,正好看见三只老鼠向我走来。 是伯爵、伯爵夫人和驼背。 我听见伯爵夫人喋喋不休地说个不停。 “明天晚上的舞会,我们需要一个男管家和一个男仆。 当然,我必须有一个私人女仆!”她尖声说。 冯·拉托夫伯爵一句话也没说。 他的眼睛茫然地盯着前方。 这是一只抑郁的老鼠。

"It's almost dawn. I'd better go. Good night. Uncle!" called Countess Snobella as she headed up a steep, dark staircase. I watched her glide up the stairs. Very odd. Her paws barely touched the ground. But there was no time to think about the countess. "We need to find out what happened to Trap," I said. "But how can we explore the castle without attracting attention?" My nephew tugged at my sleeve. "I know! I know, Uncle!" he squeaked. "We'll pretend we are looking for jobs. They are looking for a butler, a foolman, and a maid." "Great idea, little mouse!" I cried. "I will be the butler, you will be the footman, and Thea will be the maid." "WHAT?!" My sister shrieked. "I came here to get a scoop, not to play maid to that snobby rat!"

“天快亮了。我得走了。 晚安,各位。斯诺贝拉伯爵夫人喊道,一边走上又陡又黑的楼梯。 我看着她滑上楼梯。 非常奇怪。她的爪子几乎没碰到地面。 但是没有时间去想伯爵夫人。 “我们得弄清楚特拉普出了什么事,”我说。 “但是我们怎样才能在不引起注意的情况下探索城堡呢?”我的侄子拽了拽我的袖子。 “我知道!我知道,叔叔!”他尖声说。 “我们假装在找工作。 他们在找一个男管家,一个傻瓜和一个女仆。” “好主意,小老鼠!”我哭了。 “我当男管家,你当男仆,西娅当女仆。” “什么? !”我妹妹尖叫起来。 “我是来抢独家新闻的,不是来给那个势利的老鼠当女仆的!”

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