7 A Truly Scary Bedtime Story

7. A TRULY SCARY BEDTIME STORY– DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE ABOUT TO GO TO BED The little dark-haired girl called Eggingarde showed Hiccup where to sleep, in a corner of one of the dungeons of Prison Darkheart, which served as the slaves' dormitory. 'It looks like someone's already sleeping there,' said Hiccup doubtfully. 'No,' the little girl shook her head firmly and mournfully. 'It used to be Loserkid's bed. But he doesn't sleep there any more.' Hiccup settled the Wodensfang and Toothless in the bed underneath a tattered blanket he had brought with him in his rucksack. He then had a whispered argument with Toothless under the blanket. 'What have I said, Toothless, about not eating inedible objects? Look, you've eaten a large hole out of my shirt…' Toothless widened his greengage eyes, and

7. 一个真正可怕的睡前故事——如果你要上床睡觉，就不要读这个。黑头发的小女孩叫埃金加德，她指给小嗝嗝看睡觉的地方，在黑心监狱的一个地牢的角落里，那里是奴隶们的宿舍。 “看来已经有人睡在那儿了。”小嗝嗝怀疑地说。 “不，”小女孩悲伤地坚定地摇了摇头。 “这原来是丢小子的床。 但他已经不在那儿睡了。”Hiccup把wodenfang和Toothless安顿在床上，盖在他背包里带来的一条破毯子下面。 然后，他在毯子底下和无牙小声吵了起来。 “我是怎么说的，无牙，不要吃不能吃的东西？” 瞧，你把我的衬衫吃了个大洞……”无牙瞪大了那双绿眼睛，然后

innocently batted those preposterously long eyelashes. 'Wasn't T-t-toothless…' he mumbled in between a large mouthful of shirt, and he pointed a hopeful wing at the Wodensfang. 'Must have been the W-w-wodensfang…' 'I can see you're eating it right now!' whispered Hiccup in exasperation. 'You might as well own up!' Toothless protested. 'No, n-n-no, no...' But as he did so… …he accidentally spat out one of the buttons. Both Hiccup and Toothless looked at the button. Even Toothless had the grace to look slightly guilty.

天真地拍打着那长得可笑的睫毛。 “不是没有牙……”他嘴里塞满了一大口衬衫，嘴里嘟囔着，满怀希望地用翅膀指着沃登坊。 “我看见你正在吃它！”嗝嗝恼怒地小声说。 “你还是承认吧！”没有牙齿的抗议。 “不，不，不，不……”但是当他这么做的时候... ...他不小心吐出了一个按钮。 嗝嗝和无牙都看着按钮。 就连无牙也显得有点内疚。

'S-s-sorry, shirt,' said Toothless. 'Look, T-t-toothless owned up!' Toothless swallowed the remains of the mouthful of shirt. 'Sorry, b-bbelt. Sorry, top-of-trousers. Sorry, w-wwaistcoat pocket… Ooh, Toothless is g-ggood at this owning-up business…' Hiccup sighed. At this rate he was going to have nothing left that didn't have bite marks in it. Hiccup popped up from underneath the blanket to ask Eggingarde a question. 'Where does Loserkid sleep now then?' asked Hiccup. Eggingarde frowned. She didn't answer the question, she just counted on her fingers the previous occupants of the bed Hiccup was about to sleep in. 'And before Loserkid, it was Goggle-eyed Gertie's, and before that it was the funny looking kid with the big ears, and then there was Bobblehands– that's his candle you're holding on to there.' Hiccup took his hands off the candle as if it was poisoned.

“对不起，衬衫。”无牙说。 “看，无牙猫认了！”无牙吞下了那一口衬衫的残余物。 “对不起,b-bbelt。对不起,裤头。 小嗝嗝叹了口气，“对不起，马甲口袋……哦，无牙很擅长这种自白……” 照这样下去，他就没有什么东西是没有咬痕的了。 小嗝嗝从毯子下面跳出来，问埃格加德一个问题。 “那现在丢山睡在哪里？”小嗝嗝问。 Eggingarde皱起了眉头。她没有回答这个问题，只是用手指数着小嗝嗝将要睡的那张床的前主人。 “在输鬼之前，是护眼格蒂的，在那之前是长着大耳朵的滑稽孩子，然后是波波手——你拿着的是他的蜡烛。”小嗝嗝把手从蜡烛上移开，好像蜡烛中了毒似的。

'And Littlearms the Brave and—' 'What happened to all these people?' asked Hiccup in horror. Eggingarde did not answer. 'Are you quite sure that there was never a boy called Fishlegs sleeping in this bed?' asked Hiccup. Eggingarde looked startled. 'Was Fishlegs a tall skinny boy with curly hair, smashed glasses and a face like a haddock who wanted to be a bard, just like me?' 'Yes,' said Hiccup eagerly. 'That's Fishlegs!' 'No,' said Eggingarde. 'I don't think I've ever seen anybody like that around here. But if I had,' she added wistfully, 'I think I would have liked him.' 'Eggingarde, you just described him!' said Hiccup in exasperation. 'You must have met him! Please, you have to tell me. He's my very great friend– what happened to him, where is he?' Anxiously, Eggingarde shook her head. 'Sshh, I can't tell you. I'm not allowed to tell you about the Lost, it's bad for morale.' She looked over her shoulder at the dungeon filled with whispering that was dying away as people settled down for the night. Eggingarde put up the hood of her bearsuit, and

“还有小勇士和——”“这些人后来怎么样了？”小嗝嗝惊恐地问。 艾格加德没有回答。 “你敢肯定从来没有一个叫鱼腿的男孩睡在这张床上吗？”小嗝嗝问。 蛋加德显得很吃惊。 “鱼腿是一个又高又瘦、卷发、摔碎眼镜、脸像黑线鳕的男孩吗？他想成为一名诗人，就像我一样？”“是的，”小嗝嗝急切地说。 “这是Fishlegs !“不，”埃金加德说。 “我想我在这附近从来没见过这样的人。 不过，如果我有的话，”她若有所思地补充说，“我想我会喜欢他的。“艾格加德，你刚刚描述了他！”小嗝嗝恼怒地说。 “你一定见过他！”求你了，你必须告诉我。 他是我非常要好的朋友——他出什么事了，他在哪儿？”埃金加德焦急地摇了摇头。 “嘘，我不能告诉你。我不能告诉你《迷失》的事，那会影响士气的。”她回头看了看地牢里的窃窃私语声，人们都安静下来准备过夜了。 埃金加德把她的熊装兜帽拉起来，然后

peered out from underneath. 'But I can tell you a story,' said Eggingarde determinedly, drawing down her thick dark eyebrows into a straight line and sucking in the air through the gap in her teeth. 'A very scary story. 'This story isn't about your friend Fishlegs.' Eggingarde shook her head violently. 'No, no, no, no, no. It's about… somebody else. The story is called: The Slave-Boy, the Slave-Girl and the Monster of the Amber Slavelands.' POUF! Someone blew out the last candle in the dungeon, and in a doomy alarmed and alarming whisper, the little girl insisted on telling the story. You have to imagine this story being told in the huge, echoing dungeon with the whispering voices in it sounding like spirits of the dead. You have to imagine Eggingarde, lying back in her bearsuit, conjuring up the story with wild wavings of her arms, and the moonlight making shadows of those arms on the dungeon walls.

从下面向外窥视。 “但我可以给你讲个故事。”埃金加德坚定地说，她把浓黑的眉毛拉成一条直线，从牙缝里吸了一口空气。 “一个非常可怕的故事。“这个故事不是关于你的朋友鱼腿的。”埃金加德使劲摇了摇头。 “不，不，不，不，不。是关于…另一个人。 这个故事叫做：《琥珀奴隶地的男奴隶、女奴隶和怪物》。蒲团!有人吹灭了地牢里的最后一根蜡烛，小女孩用一种不祥的、惊恐的、令人惊恐的低语，坚持要讲这个故事。 你可以想象这个故事是在一个巨大的地牢里讲述的，回响着，里面的窃窃私语听起来像是死者的灵魂。 你可以想象，埃格加德穿着熊装，仰面躺着，疯狂地挥动着手臂，讲述着这个故事，月光在地牢的墙上投射出她手臂的影子。

THE STORY or THE SLAVE-BOY, THE SLAVfrGlRL, AM) THE MONSTEB; OF THE AMBER SLAVELANTS

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