15 HE IS JUST KILN IT

CHAPTER FIFTEEN HE IS JUST KILN IT Franny walked happily into school the next morning. She was looking forward to a perfectly normal day with her friends. But she didn't see any of them anywhere. Not in the halls, not in the classrooms. "Oh NO!" she shouted. "Did they get back to those muffins?" She ran downstairs to the basement.

第十五章他刚出生第二天早上，弗兰尼高高兴兴地走进学校。 她期待着和朋友们过正常的一天。 但她在任何地方都没看到他们。 不要在大厅里，不要在教室里。 “哦，不！”她喊道。“他们又开始吃松饼了吗？”她跑下楼到地下室。

All of the muffins were gone and everything had been cleaned up. "Where is everybody?" she said to herself, and started wandering the halls. Soon she heard laughter coming from the art room.

所有的松饼都吃光了，一切都打扫干净了。 “大家都到哪儿去了？”她自言自语道，开始在大厅里踱来踱去。 不久，她听到美术室里传来笑声。

The kids were crowded around the Muffin Man and clapping. "Get away from him!" Franny shouted. "He's dangerous!" She pulled the Octagonner from her backpack. She had brought it just in case something like this happened. You never know when you might have to turn somebody into an octopus. She started pushing her way through the crowd.

孩子们围着松饼人鼓掌。 “离他远点！”弗兰妮喊道。 “他很危险!”她从背包里拿出八角船。 她把它带来了，以防发生这样的事情。 你永远不知道什么时候你可能要把某人变成章鱼。 她开始从人群中挤过去。

"He's not dangerous," Mona said. "He's a kiln now. You know, so we can bake things out of clay." "I reinvented myself," the Muffin Man said. "I heard somebody say I could be reinvented, so I thought for a long time and I realized I could make more people happy by doing this." "Now we can make all sorts of things," Vincent said. "He fires them inside his belly." "Look, I made something already!" the Muffin Man said. He blew hard on it to cool it off and handed it to Franny. It was a little ceramic plate with a picture of a muffin on it and the words: THANKS, FRANNY.

“他不危险，”莫娜说。 “他现在是一个窑子。你知道，这样我们就可以用粘土烤东西了。” “我彻底改造了自己，”松饼人说。 “我听到有人说我可以被改造，所以我想了很长时间，我意识到我可以通过这样做让更多人快乐。” “现在我们可以做各种各样的东西，”文森特说。 “他在肚子里发射子弹。” “看，我已经做了东西！”松饼人说。 他使劲地吹了吹，让它冷却下来，然后把它递给弗兰妮。 那是一个小陶瓷盘子，上面有一张松饼的图片，还有一行字：谢谢，弗兰妮。

"It's a muffin plate!" he said. Franny looked at it uncomfortably. "Not for MY muffins," he laughed. "I don't do that anymore. It's for one of those nasty, ugly ones that Mona makes."

“这是个松饼盘！”他说。 弗兰妮不安地看着它。 “不是为了我的松饼，”他笑着说。 “我不再那样做了。是为莫娜做的那种又脏又丑的蛋糕准备的。”

Franny laughed and threw her arm around Mona. "Now that I think about it, Mona, I really like your muffins the best of all!"

弗兰尼笑了起来，伸手搂住莫娜。 “现在我想起来了，莫娜，我真的最喜欢你的松饼！”