8 Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary

BLOODY MARY, BLOODY MARY

血腥玛丽，血腥玛丽

"I'm not going back there," Stink said. "Well, don't look at me," said Webster. "Besides, it says KEEP OUT. Mr. Crab Cakes wouldn't go in there." "Hermit crabs can't read," said Sophie. "Judy. Let's get Judy!" said Stink. They hurried back to the far end of Sharks Ahoy. Judy was sound asleep. "Webster. Get a ketchup packet. Stat," said Stink. Stink squirted ketchup all over his hand. He held his ketchup-y hand in front of her face. He whisper-yelled into her ear, "Shark attack! Shark attack! Aagh! My hand!" Judy bolted awake. "Stink. Your hand! What happened—?"

“我不回去了，”臭臭说。 “好吧，别看我，”韦伯斯特说。 “而且，上面写着禁止进入。 蟹饼先生不会进去的。” “寄居蟹不识字。”索菲说。 “朱迪。我们去找朱迪吧！”臭臭说。 他们急忙回到鲨鱼湾的另一端。 朱迪睡得很熟。“韦伯斯特。 买一包番茄酱。快点。”臭臭说。 臭臭把番茄酱喷了他一手上。 他把沾着番茄酱的手放在她面前。 他对着她的耳朵低声喊道：“鲨鱼袭击了！鲨鱼攻击!Aagh !我的手!”朱迪突然惊醒。 “臭。你的手!- - - - - -发生了什么事?”

Stink licked the ketchup off his hand. "Pranked you. We got you so good." "ROAR!" Judy growled. "Now that you're awake," said Stink, "we need your help." "Mr. Crab Cakes is lost," said Sophie. "Our search party followed a trail of water drips. We think he crawled under the KEEP OUT door." "We're afraid Bloody Mary might have gotten him," said Webster. Judy rubbed her eyes. "If I help, you have to promise to let me go back to sleep. And not play

臭臭舔掉了他手上的番茄酱。 “你的恶作剧。我们把你抓得太好了。” “吼!”朱迪咆哮道。“既然你醒了，”臭臭说，“我们需要你的帮助。” “蟹饼先生不见了。”索菲说。 “我们的搜索队沿着一串水珠前进。 我们认为他是从‘不许出去’门下面爬过去的。” 韦伯斯特说：“我们担心血腥玛丽可能把他抓走了。” 朱迪揉了揉眼睛。“如果我帮忙，你必须答应让我回去睡觉。 而不是玩

any more pranks on me tonight?" Stink held out his shark-tooth necklace. "I shark-swear it." Judy Moody led the way to the KEEP OUT door. The low moo of a whale groaned in the background. She reached for the door handle. "Wait!" whispered Stink. "First make sure there's no spooky red glow coming from under the door." Judy bent down to look. "No red glow, Stink." She put her ear to the door. "Shh. I hear something." "Is it a phone ringing?" asked Webster. "It's not a phone ringing," said Judy. "Is it a moaning? Or a groaning?" asked Sophie. "More like a humming," said Judy. Stink gulped. Webster went as pale as a moon jelly. Sophie covered up her ears. "Bloody Mary!" they all screeched, huddling together like a waddle of penguins.

今晚还有什么恶作剧要对我吗？”臭臭拿出他的鲨鱼牙项链。 “我用鲨鱼发誓。”朱迪·穆迪领着大家来到门外。 一头鲸鱼低沉的哞哞声在背景中呻吟。 她伸手去抓门把手。 “等等！”臭臭小声说。“首先要确保门底下没有发出可怕的红光。” 朱迪弯下腰去看。“没有红光，臭臭。” 她把耳朵贴在门上。 “嘘。我听到了什么声音。”“是电话铃响吗？”韦伯斯特问。 “不是电话铃响，”朱迪说。 “是呻吟声吗？”还是呻吟？”索菲问。 “更像是嗡嗡声，”朱迪说。 臭一饮而尽。韦伯斯特脸色苍白。 索菲捂住了耳朵。 “血腥玛丽！”他们尖叫着，像一群摇摇摆摆的企鹅一样挤在一起。

But Judy was already turning the handle. A strange sound echoed suddenly in the dark. Aii ooh eee moo... Before you could say one-two-three-squidoo, Stink and his friends jumped back, hanging on to one another. "Let's look for Mr. Crab Cakes tomorrow," said Sophie. Stink nodded. "No way am I going in there," said Webster. "Psych!" Judy grinned. "Gotcha back, Stink. That was just me."

但朱迪已经在转动把手了。 黑暗中突然响起一种奇怪的声音。 爱啊，爱啊，爱啊……你还没来得及说“一、二、三”，“臭臭”和他的朋友们就跳了回去，紧紧地抓在一起。 “我们明天去找蟹饼先生吧。”苏菲说。 臭点了点头。“我不可能进去，”韦伯斯特说。 “哇!”朱迪咧嘴一笑。“你回来了，臭臭。 那只是我的想法。”

"You spooked the goose bumps right off of me!" said Stink. "C'mon." Judy opened the KEEP OUT door, shining her flashlight left and right. Trays of bones! Boxes of claws! Jars of eyeballs! "This looks like a workroom," said Judy. They followed the beam of light, searching under table after table for Sophie's hermit crab. "He could be anywhere," said Sophie. "I hope a tiger shark didn't eat him," said Stink. "Or a bat ray," said Webster. "Or a giant octopus." Stink shook off a shiver. "Maybe they're putting skeletons together here. Maybe it's a bazillion-million-year-old Megaxantho skeleton." "What's a Megaxantho?" asked Sophie. "Giant prehistoric crab," said Stink. "Hey, maybe it's the great-great-great-great- grandfather of Mr. Crab Cakes," said Sophie. Suddenly, in the beam of flashlight, a giant pincher appeared. It seemed to reach out—

“你吓得我起鸡皮疙瘩了！”臭臭说。 “来吧。”朱迪打开门外的门，用手电左右照。 一盘一盘的骨头！一盒盒的爪子！一罐一罐的眼球！“这看起来像个工作室，”朱迪说。 他们顺着光束，在一张又一张桌子底下寻找索菲的寄居蟹。 “他可能在任何地方。”索菲说。 “我希望虎鲨没有吃掉他，”臭臭说。 “或者是蝙蝠射线，”韦伯斯特说。 “或者一只巨大的章鱼。”臭臭抖了抖身子。 “也许他们在这里把骷髅拼在一起。 也许这是一具亿亿年前的巨原草骨架。” “什么是巨樱？”苏菲问。 “巨大的史前螃蟹，”臭臭说。 “嘿，也许是蟹饼先生的曾曾曾曾曾祖父。”苏菲说。 突然，在手电筒的光束中，出现了一个巨大的钳子。 它似乎伸出了——