Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2 At first glance, you might have thought two huge, goofy- looking birds were flapping around in a giant cage. In fact, it was Michael and Justin, suspended by their tighty- whities inside the playground dome climber. Everyone at Walnut Creek Elementary knew that Edgar's favorite bully go-to was the wedgie, but he always made a point of finding creative ways to use it. "Edgar, you are a wedgie artist!" commented Pete, one of the smaller fourth graders. "Let's get out of here!" Edgar said to his two minions. "Hope you two don't mind if we don't HANG OUT with you!" He laughed. His buddies laughed even louder. "HAHAHA!" they belted out as they walked away proudly. "Help!" Justin shouted as he and Michael dangled helplessly above the wood chips. "Get us out of here!" Michael hung in midair, arms folded. "We are fifth graders now," he fumed. "This can't be happening." "It obviously is," Justin replied. "Edgar is still bigger, even though he's a grade behind us." "Yeah, but we're smarter!" Michael shouted.

第2章乍一看，你可能会以为两只长相傻乎乎的大鸟在一个巨大的笼子里扑腾着翅膀。 事实上，那是迈克尔和贾斯汀，被他们的白色紧身衣吊在操场的圆顶攀岩器里。 核桃溪小学的每个人都知道埃德加最喜欢的欺负人的工具是短裤，但他总是强调要找到创造性的方法来使用它。 “埃德加，你真是个内裤艺术家！”个子较小的四年级学生皮特评论道。 “我们离开这里吧！”埃德加对他的两个随从说。 “希望你们两个不介意我们不和你们一起出去玩！”他笑了。 他的伙伴们笑得更大声了。 “哈哈哈！”他们得意地走开了。 “救命!”贾斯廷喊道，他和迈克尔无助地悬在木片上。 “让我们离开这里！”迈克尔双手交叉悬在半空中。 “我们现在都五年级了，”他生气地说。 “这不可能发生。” “显然是，”贾斯汀回答。 “埃德加比我们还大，虽然他比我们低一级。” “是啊，但我们更聪明！”迈克尔喊道。

"Are we?" Justin asked. "Are we?!" "If we don't make Edgar pay for this, it's going to ruin everything for fifth graders everywhere forever." "What do you mean, 'make Edgar pay for this'?" Justin asked. "Also, what do you mean, 'we'?" "I mean revenge." Michael twisted around, trying to unhook himself from the climber. "Remember when we built that water balloon launcher out of rubber tubes and

“我们?”贾斯汀问。“我们? !”“如果我们不让埃德加为此付出代价，这将永远毁了各地五年级学生的一切。” “你说‘让埃德加为此付出代价’是什么意思？”贾斯汀问。 “还有，你说的‘我们’是什么意思？”“我是说复仇。” 迈克尔转过身来，想把自己从攀登者身上取下来。 “还记得我们用橡胶管做的水球发射器吗

a funnel? Imagine Edgar getting off the bus in the morning and, WHAM! A water balloon right in the face! He's soaked all day!" Justin shook his head. "We'd get suspended, or Edgar would kill us, or both." "There's got to be something we can do with bees," Michael pondered. "The flying, stinging kind?" Justin asked. "Yes. Bees." Michael tapped his fingertips together like a supervillain. "You're nuts." Justin turned his back on Michael and called out again, "HEEEEELLLP!"

一个漏斗?想象一下埃德加早上下了车，砰！一个水球打在脸上！他整天都湿透了！”贾斯汀摇了摇头。 “我们会被停职，或者埃德加会杀了我们，或者两者兼而有之。” “我们一定能对蜜蜂做点什么。”迈克尔沉思着。 “会飞，会蜇人的那种？”贾斯汀问。 “是的。蜜蜂。”迈克尔像一个超级恶棍一样轻拍着他的指尖。 “你疯了。”贾斯汀转过身，背对着迈克尔，又叫了一声：“嘿嘿！”