4 CRY, CRY AGAIN

CHAPTER 4 CRY, CRY AGAIN Alexander wasn't sure he'd ever get used to having class in a morgue an underground room where the hospital would stick dead people. But after several weeks of fighting monsters, a cold, windowless room was no big deal. Alexander swung open the heavy door. "At least Mr. Plunkett likes to joke around," he said to Rip and Nikki. "Imagine how gloomy our classroom would

亚历山大不确定自己是否能习惯在停尸房上课，那是一间医院用来安放死人的地下房间。 但在与怪物搏斗了几周后，一个寒冷、没有窗户的房间对我来说没什么大不了的。 亚历山大打开沉重的门。 “至少普伦基特先生喜欢开玩笑，”他对里普和尼基说。 “想象一下，我们的教室会多么阴暗

"WAAAAAAAH!" His teacher sat on his desk, crying into his hands. "BOO-HOO-HOOO!" cried Mr. Plunkett. "Take a seat, Alexander." Alexander adjusted his goggles. Every student in the classroom was sobbing including Rip and Nikki. "Are you guys okay?" asked Alexander. He sniffed the air. "And, hey, what's that smell?" "Just sit down, weenie," Rip said between sobs. He stumbled to his seat. Alexander followed Nikki to their table. She wept like a baby. Why are they all crying? he thought. There must be a monster behind this! He opened the notebook to a page speckled with old tear stains.

“WAAAAAAAH !”他的老师坐在讲台上，用手捂着眼泪。 “呜——呜——呜！”普伦基特先生叫道。 “请坐，亚历山大。”亚历山大调整了一下他的护目镜。 教室里的每个学生都在哭泣，包括里普和尼基。 “你们还好吗？”亚历山大问。 他嗅了嗅空气。“嘿，那是什么味道？”“坐下吧，孩子，”里普一边抽泣一边说。 他跌跌撞撞地坐到座位上。亚历山大跟着尼基走向他们的桌子。 她哭得像个婴儿。他们为什么都在哭？ 他想。这背后一定有怪物！他打开笔记本，翻到一页，上面满是陈旧的泪痕。

BLUBBER-DUCKIE Rub-a-dub-RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! HABITAT Hot, steamy baths. DIET Muddy Kids.

快逃命吧！热的，热气腾腾的浴缸。 饮食泥泞的孩子。

SQUEAK! The blubber-duckie's song makes kids cry BEHAVIOR Blubber-duckies Hoat alongside regular bath toys, waiting to be squeezed. WARNNG! Don't squeeze 'em unless you're ready to become durk chow. To survive: never take a bath.

吱吱声!胖嘟嘟的歌声让孩子们大哭。胖嘟嘟和普通的洗澡玩具在一起，等着被挤。 WARNNG !不要挤它们，除非你已经准备好了。 生存之道：永远不要洗澡。

Alexander closed the notebook. "Well, blubber-duckies aren't making us cry," he said to Nikki. "They only hang out in hot baths. It's so cold in here that even my ski goggles are fogging up!" Alexander gasped. My goggles! He pulled them off. Instantly, his eyes began to sting. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He snapped the goggles back into place. HONK! Mr. Plunkett blew his nose. "Since you will be serving the grown-ups at the Chili Supper this Friday, we will spend the rest of the week studying table manners. You'll all learn how to be polite little waiters." The class cried even louder. That sharp smell, thought Alexander, rubbing his nose. It's so familiar... "Nikki, I know that smell!" he whispered. "It's onions!"

亚历山大合上笔记本。 “嗯，胖鸭不会让我们哭，”他对尼基说。 “他们只泡热水澡。 这里太冷了，连我的滑雪护目镜都起雾了！”亚历山大气喘吁吁地说。 我的眼镜!他把它们脱掉了。 立刻，他的眼睛开始刺痛。 泪水顺着他的脸颊滚落下来。 他啪的一声把护目镜放回原处。 嘎!普伦基特先生擤了擤鼻子。 “既然这周五你要在辣椒晚餐上招待大人，我们就用这周剩下的时间来学习餐桌礼仪。 你们都将学会如何做有礼貌的小侍者。” 同学们哭得更大声了。 那股刺鼻的气味，亚历山大揉着鼻子想。 太熟悉了……“妮基，我知道那味道！”他低声说。 “这是洋葱!”