老鼠记者 · 7-Red Pizzas for a Blue Count
ON MY RODENT'S HONOR Just then, I heard a creaking sound. My sister leaped in front of me. "What's that?" I said. "What are you hiding?" "Nothing, nothing at all," Thea answered, waving her paw at me. "What would I have to hide? Boy, are you jumpy today!" I jumped to the left. But Thea was quicker than me. Next, I jumped to the right. Again my sister beat me to the spot. After a few more jumps, I gave up." Enough with the dance number!" I shrieked at last. "What are you hiding?" "Don't get your tail in knots,
就在这时,我听到了嘎吱嘎吱的声音。 我妹妹跳到我前面。 “那是什么?”我说。“你在隐瞒什么?”“没什么,没什么。”西娅回答,向我挥舞着爪子。 “我有什么好隐瞒的?” 孩子,你今天是不是很紧张啊!”我跳到左边。 但西娅比我快。 接着,我向右跳。 我妹妹又比我抢先一步。 又跳了几下,我就放弃了。” 不要再跳舞蹈了!”我终于尖叫起来。 “你在隐瞒什么?”“别把尾巴打结,
Gerry Berry," Thea smirked. "It's just a little old trunk." At that moment, the lid of the trunk opened. A pair of tiny ears popped out. It was Benjamin, my young nephew. "Hello, Uncle Gerry!" he squeaked. "Benjamin, what are you doing here?" I cried. I turned to Thea. "We cannot take such a young mouse with us to TRANSPATAMA!" My nephew flicked his tail in the air. "I am not young! I am nine years old!" he insisted. "Besides, Aunt Thea said I could help you!" That's it, I thought. For once, I have to show them I'm in charge. "Forget it!" I announced in my most take-charge voice. "On my rodent's honor, this time we do it my way, or my name is not geronimo stilton!"
格里·贝里,”西娅傻笑着说。 “这只是一个小小的旧树干。” 就在这时,箱子的盖子打开了。 一对小耳朵突然冒了出来。 是本杰明,我的小侄子。 “你好,格里叔叔!” “本杰明,你在这儿干什么?”我哭了。 我转向西娅。“我们不能带这么小的一只老鼠去TRANSPATAMA!”我的侄子在空中摇着尾巴。 “我不年轻了!”我九岁了!”他坚持说。 “而且,西娅姨妈说我可以帮你!”就是这样,我想。 这一次,我得让他们知道我说了算。 “算了吧!”我用最负责任的声音宣布。 "以我这只啮齿动物的名誉起誓,这次按我的方式来,否则我就不叫杰罗尼莫·斯蒂尔顿了"
