10-RAH! RAH! RATS!

RAH! RAH! RATS! We decided that Benjamin should keep watch while Trap worked away at the bars. To drown out the noise, Thea and I began singing at the top of our lungs. I must admit I never knew my sister had such a voice. She was truly awful! She sounded as if her tail were stuck in Slobbertooth's high-speed blender! First we sang the ever-popular "Mouse Island March." As any rodent knows, it goes like this:

好啊!好啊!老鼠!我们决定，特拉普在酒吧工作时，由本杰明看守。 为了盖过噪音，西娅和我开始扯着嗓子唱歌。 我必须承认我从来不知道我妹妹有这样的声音。 她真是太可怕了!她的声音听起来好像她的尾巴卡在了口水牙的高速搅拌器里!首先，我们演唱了脍炙人口的《鼠岛进行曲》。 任何啮齿动物都知道，它是这样的:

"We are mice, hear us squeak. Our hearts are strong. We are never weak..." Then we sang another oldie but goodie. It was New Mouse City's fight song, "Rats with Bats": We are rats with bats. We are brave and true. So stand back, all you cats, Rah! Rah! Rats are coming through!" After a few more battle songs, we moved on to some more recent tunes. Thea wiggled her tail to "Nibbling in the Rain." Benjamin joined in on "Squeak Goes the Hamster" and "If You're Happy and You Know It, Clap Your Paws."

“我们是老鼠，听我们吱吱叫。 我们的心是坚强的。我们从不软弱……” 然后我们又唱了一首老歌。 这是新老鼠城的战斗歌曲，“老鼠带蝙蝠”:我们是老鼠带蝙蝠。 我们勇敢而真实。所以退后，你们这些猫!好啊!老鼠来了!”在唱了几首战斗歌曲之后，我们开始了一些最近的曲调。 西娅摇着尾巴唱着“在雨中啃食”。 本杰明加入了“仓鼠吱吱叫”和“如果你快乐，拍拍你的爪子。”

All of a sudden, Benjamin started squeaking. CLAWS, our jailer cat, was on his way. "Well, well, what's going on here?" Claws meowed, squinting at us. "We are singing to cheer ourselves up," I explained, looking very sad. "We have given up all hope. You cats are much too smart for us!" Claws grinned. "Good, I like to see a mouse who knows when he's beat. I mean, everyone knows cats have bigger brains than mice," he laughed. "That should make us twice as smart, right? Hey, want to hear me count to ten?" Before we knew it, Claws was off and counting. He only got stuck twice, on five and nine.

突然，本杰明开始尖叫起来。 我们的狱卒猫爪子正在来的路上。 “喂，喂，这是怎么回事?”爪子喵喵叫着，眯着眼睛看着我们。 “我们唱歌是为了让自己高兴起来，”我解释说，看起来很难过。 “我们已经放弃了所有希望。 你们这些猫比我们聪明多了!”爪子咧嘴一笑。 “很好，我喜欢看到一只知道自己被打败的老鼠。 我的意思是，每个人都知道猫的大脑比老鼠大，”他笑着说。 “这样我们就聪明了一倍，对吧?” 嘿，想听我数到十吗?”我们还没反应过来，爪子就跑了。 他只在5号和9号被卡住了两次。

When he was done, we all applauded. I tried not to clap too hard —I was afraid he'd start on the alphabet. Luckily, Claws just bowed. "OK, Micey," he giggled, "go ahead and sing your songs. But no sad songs, please. I don't want the other cats to see me crying." What a softie! He was beginning to grow on me a little. If only he wasn't a cat... "Whatever you say, Boss," squeaked TRAP, with a smirk. We were almost ready for our escape.

他讲完后，我们都鼓掌了。 我尽量不用力鼓掌——我怕他会从字母表开始。 幸运的是，爪子只是鞠了个躬。 “好吧，米奇，”他咯咯笑着说，“继续唱你的歌吧。 但是请不要唱悲伤的歌。我不想让别的猫看到我哭。” 真是个软蛋!我开始有点喜欢他了。 要是他不是一只猫就好了…… “不管你说什么，老大，”陷阱尖声说，带着假笑。 我们几乎准备好逃跑了。