6 The Incredible Shrinking Slime

THE INCREDIBLE SHRINKING SLIME

不可思议的收缩粘液

"AARGH!" Stink bolted awake from his nightmare. His heart was pounding. His neck was sweating. At least he was alive. Phew. He hadn't gotten Frankenslimed in his sleep. Stink tiptoed across the hall to his room. He put his ear up to the door. "Hear anything, Stinkerbell?" asked Judy, coming up behind him.

“啊呀!”臭臭从噩梦中惊醒。 他的心怦怦直跳。他的脖子在冒汗。 至少他还活着。唷。 他没有在睡梦中被困住。 臭臭蹑手蹑脚地穿过大厅来到他的房间。 他把耳朵贴在门上。 “听到什么了吗，臭铃铛？”朱迪从他身后走过来问道。

Stink shook his head no. "You try," he told Judy. She put her ear to the door. "Hear any slurping sounds? Sucking sounds? Swallowing sounds?" "Nothing," said Judy. "Slurp factor zero. All quiet on the glob front."

臭臭摇了摇头。“你试试，”他对朱迪说。 她把耳朵贴在门上。 “听到吃东西的声音了吗？” 吸吮的声音吗?吞咽的声音?”“没什么，”朱迪说。 “吸音系数为零。全球前线一片寂静。”

"What if it's quiet because everything in my whole room is eaten?" said Stink. "Poor Toady. And Astro." "You mean you left your pets in there?" asked Judy. "Hey, I was busy trying to save myself," said Stink. Judy put her hand on the knob. "You're going to have to go in there sometime," she said. "Wait." Stink came back wearing a rain slicker and rubber boots. He put on goggles. "This is my hazmat suit." He held the inside of his elbow over his mouth. "I'm going in."

“如果是因为我整个房间里的东西都被吃了怎么办？”臭臭说。 “可怜的谄媚。和宇宙的。”“你是说你把宠物留在里面了？”朱迪问。 “嘿，我正忙着自救呢，”臭臭说。 朱迪把手放在门把手上。 “你总有一天要进去的，”她说。 “等等。”臭臭穿着雨衣和胶靴回来了。 他戴上护目镜。“这是我的防护服。” 他用手肘内侧捂住嘴。 “我要进去了。”

Slowly, Stink opened the door a crack. Creeeeak! "P.U. What's that smell?" Judy asked, waving a hand in front of her nose. "Told you," said Stink, shutting the door. "My room is slimed. Blobbed. Globbed. That smell is radioactive cheese dust that ballooned up into a mushroom cloud of stink." "Just open the door, Stink." Judy pinched her nose shut. Stink opened the door at last. The room was not slimed. The room was not filled with radioactive cheese dust. Judy looked around. "I think you're safe, Stink. The awful smell is just boy feet," she said, pointing to Stink's sneakers. Stink rushed over to Mr. McGoo. Something was wrong. Way wrong. Mr. McGoo looked pale. Mr. McGoo looked sickly. Mr. McGoo looked like a hundred-year-old shrunken head. "He looks like a Shrinky Dink!" cried Stink. "The incredible shrinking slime," said Judy.

臭臭慢慢地把门打开一条缝。 Creeeeak !“P.U.那是什么味道？”朱迪问，在她的鼻子前挥舞着一只手。 “告诉过你，”臭臭说着关上了门。 “我的房间黏糊糊的。blob。 水珠。这种气味是放射性的奶酪粉尘，膨胀成一团恶臭的蘑菇云。” “快开门，臭臭。” 朱迪捏紧鼻子。 臭臭终于打开了门。 房间里没有黏糊糊的。房间里并没有充满放射性的干酪尘。 朱迪环顾四周。“我想你安全了，臭臭。 难闻的气味只是男孩的脚，”她指着臭臭的运动鞋说。 臭臭冲向麦高先生。 有点不对劲。方法错了。 麦高先生脸色苍白。麦高先生看起来很虚弱。 麦高先生看起来像一个缩了头的百岁老人。 “他看起来像个心理医生丁克！”臭臭叫道。 “不可思议的收缩粘液，”朱迪说。