罗斯科莱利规则 · 1 Never Glue Your Friends to Chairs
Chapter 11 Uh-Oh I yanked on that chair. I tugged. I pulled. I whirled around like Goofy chasing his tail. Gus and Dewan and Coco and Maria tried to get up too. But those chairs were stuck to our clothes.
我猛拉那把椅子。 我拖着。我拉。我像高飞追逐自己的尾巴一样旋转着。 格斯、迪万、可可和玛丽亚也想站起来。 但那些椅子粘在我们的衣服上了。
Permanently. Just like the glue label had promised. "Uh-oh," I said. Real softly. No one heard me except Gus. All the kids were too busy screaming about their bobbles. And running around like crazy people. Parents were dashing over to see what all the fuss was about. Coco's dad was recording the whole mess. And Ms. Diz looked a little like she might faint. If you asked me, they were getting a little carried away about the head bobbles. I mean, really, SOME of us had more important problems.
永久。就像胶水标签上承诺的那样。 “哦哦,”我说。真正的温柔。 除了格斯没人听见。 所有的孩子都忙着为他们的泡泡球尖叫。 像疯子一样跑来跑去。 家长们冲过来看看到底是怎么回事。 可可的爸爸把整个过程都录了下来。 迪兹女士看起来有点要晕倒了。 如果你问我,我会说他们对泡泡头有点忘乎所以了。 我的意思是,真的,我们有些人有更重要的问题。
Like butt chairs. "Roscoe," Gus said. "How come you said 'Uh-oh'? Did you do something?" "The don't-you-dare glue," I whispered. "I sort of dared."
比如屁股椅。“罗斯科,”格斯说。 “你怎么说‘哦哦’?” 你做了什么吗?”“‘你不敢’胶水,”我低声说。 “我有点敢。”
"Whoa." Gus wiggled the chair attached to his rear end. "That is SOME glue." "I'm doomed," I said. "Totally," Gus said. Emma ran over to me. She was yanking on her head bobbles. Just like everyone else. "Roscoe," she said, "did you use the don't-you-dare glue on the bobbles?" That Emma! She knows me so well. "ROSCOE RILEY!" Coco yelled. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO HANDED OUT THE BOBBLES!" "Mommy!" Hazel said. "Is Roscoe going to time-out?"
“哇。”格斯摇晃着系在他屁股上的椅子。 “那是胶水。”“我死定了,”我说。 “完全正确。”格斯说。艾玛向我跑过来。 她在猛拽她头上的泡泡球。 就像其他人一样。“罗斯科,”她说,“你在泡泡上用了‘不敢’胶吗?”艾玛!她很了解我。 “罗斯科莱利!”可可喊道。 “都是你的错!”是你发的球!”“妈妈!”黑兹尔说。 “罗斯科要暂停了吗?”
"Roscoe?" Ms. Diz said. "Roscoe?" said Mom. "Roscoe?" said Dad. I could hardly hear them. What with all the screaming. "Roscoe?" Ms. Diz said again. Louder this time. "Is there something you'd like to tell us?" "What have you done to my Coco's beautiful head?" Coco's mom screamed. I started to answer. But just then Coco ran by. Actually, Coco and her chair ran by. "GET IT OFF OF ME!" she screeched. That girl really has a great pair of lungs.
“左轮枪?”迪兹说。“罗斯科?”妈妈说。 “罗斯科?”爸爸说。我几乎听不见他们的声音。 还有那些尖叫。 “左轮枪?”迪兹又说了一遍。 这次大声点。“你有什么想告诉我们的吗?”“你对我可可美丽的头做了什么?”可可的妈妈尖叫起来。 我开始回答。但就在这时,可可跑了过去。 事实上,可可和她的椅子跑了过去。 “把它从我身上拿开!”她尖叫道。 那女孩的肺活量真大。
I tried to stop her so I could explain everything. Only I sort of missed and grabbed one of her chair legs instead. Coco lost her balance. She tripped. She did a way cool air somersault. Right onto the dessert table. All those beautiful desserts went flying. Also Mom's horrible banana-avocado-raisin cream pie. I watched that pie float through the air. It was like a slow-motion movie. Higher and higher. Twirling and swirling.
我试图阻止她,这样我就可以解释一切了。 只是我没抓住,反而抓住了她的一条椅子腿。 可可失去了平衡。她绊了一下。 她做了一个很酷的空翻。 就放在甜点桌上。 所有那些漂亮的甜点都飞了起来。 还有妈妈做的香蕉鳄梨葡萄干奶油派。 我看着馅饼在空中飘浮。 就像慢动作电影。 越来越高。旋转和旋转。
