Chapter 11

Chapter Eleven I'm on breakfast duty. Our grill is on the fritz, so I'm using the BoomKart engine to sizzle up some hearty breakfast sandwiches: grilled Twinkies stuffed with sizzling Lucky Charms.

第十一章我负责早餐。 我们的烤架坏了，所以我用BoomKart引擎烤了一些丰盛的早餐三明治：烤Twinkies夹心面包，里面塞满了滋滋作响的幸运符。

"Jack!" Quint calls from the tree house. "Come here! No delay!" I dump the food on a dish—we found this fancy china platter at some old lady zombie's house, and it makes every meal Queen of England–level classy. "Rover, go visit Bardle for a bit, okay?" I say. He scampers off, and I balance the platter like an expert waiter as I make my way up into the tree house. But as soon as I enter, I lose my appetite... Gulp. Drat. Crud.

“杰克!”昆特从树屋打来电话。 “过来!没有延迟!”我把食物倒在盘子里——我们在某个老僵尸家里找到了这个漂亮的瓷盘，它让每顿饭都变得像英国女王一样优雅。 “罗孚，去看看巴德尔，好吗？”我说。 他跑开了，我像一个专业的服务员一样平衡着盘子，向树屋走去。 但我一进去就没胃口了…… 饮而尽。见鬼。Crud。

Okay, Jack, stay calm. I feel that hot panicky-ness coming over me again. I remind myself this is a good thing—my friends are happy. But still, I can barely breathe. Hard to breathe. Can't breathe. Not sure what to say, I just blurt out, "I MADE BREAKFAST!" Dirk's eyes light up. He yanks the platter from my hands and chomps on a Twinkie sandwich while Quint dives into a rapid-fire presentation. "Jack, perhaps best of all, the radio is PORTABLE! It fits right inside this backpack. No matter where we are, we need never risk missing a radio call." June steps toward me. "Jack, this might all be over soon." Okay, I was maintaining control; I really was. But now my heart is thumping, slamming, pounding. I need to get out of this tree house before my heart detonates. I need an excuse to leave, any excuse, just something— No. No. WAIT!

好了，杰克，保持冷静。我又感到一阵恐慌。 我提醒自己这是一件好事——我的朋友们都很开心。 但我仍然无法呼吸。 呼吸困难。无法呼吸。 我不知道该说什么，就脱口而出：“我做了早餐！”德克的眼睛亮了起来。 他从我手里抢过盘子，大口地吃了一块Twinkie三明治，而昆特则开始了快速的演示。 “杰克，也许最棒的是，这台收音机是便携式的！正好装在这个背包里。 无论我们在哪里，我们都不能冒错过无线电呼叫的风险。” 琼向我走来。“杰克，这一切可能很快就会结束。” 好吧，我在保持控制；我真的是。 但现在我的心砰砰直跳，砰砰直跳。 我得在心脏爆炸前离开这树屋。 我要找个借口离开，任何借口都行-不。 否。等等!

What I actually need to do is NOT GIVE UP. If I show my buds THE MOST FUN EVER, then maybe—maybe, maybe, maybe—there's still a chance they won't want to leave. It just needs to be fun ENOUGH. The sleepover at the junkyard wasn't fun enough. Blast the Dirk isn't fun enough. Human-monster games weren't fun enough. The Streets Are Lava isn't fun enough. But I still believe the funnest of all fun things could change their minds! This is it. My last shot. So...

我真正需要做的是不放弃。 如果我向我的朋友展示有史以来最有趣的东西，那么也许——也许，也许，也许——他们仍然有可能不想离开。 只要足够有趣就行了。 在垃圾场过夜还不够有趣。 《Blast the Dirk》不够有趣。 人妖游戏不够有趣。 《Streets Are Lava》不够有趣。 但我仍然相信，最有趣的事情可以改变他们的想法！就是这里。 我最后的机会。所以…

We have to Celebrate! A big, CRAZY, COOL CELEBRATION. Most fun ever. Yes, yes, yes. We all seriously deserve it. What might you have in mind, friend No friend? Please "Leave the big plans to me," I say. I grab a Twinkie sandwich and reach for the zip line. "Trust me. I got this, guys! I totally got this." I don't got this. Not at all. I mean, look, I know what we have to do. If we're talking CRAZY, COOL CELEBRATION and if we're talking MOST FUN EVER, there's really only one proper way to do that.

我们得庆祝一下！一场盛大、疯狂、酷炫的庆典。 最有趣的。是的，是的，是的。 这是我们应得的。 你有什么想法，朋友没有朋友？ 请“把大计划交给我，”我说。 我拿起一个夹心蛋糕，伸手去滑索。 “相信我。我来吧，伙计们！我完全明白。” 我不明白。一点也不。 我是说，我知道我们该怎么做。 如果我们说的是疯狂、酷的庆祝活动，如果我们说的是有史以来最有趣的庆祝活动，那真的只有一种正确的方式。

FUN LAND! My buddies said it themselves, not long ago... Dub, Jack. Fun Land is the greatest! The absolute greatest! No joke! But how? The highway is chockablock full of abandoned cars and zombies and is totally impassable. Big Mama can't get there, BoomKarts can't get there, and we can't walk... ARGH! Think, Jack, think! You can figure this out!

有趣的土地!不久前，我的朋友们也这么说过…… 配音,杰克。乐园是最棒的！绝对是最棒的！没有开玩笑!但如何? 高速公路上挤满了废弃的汽车和僵尸，完全无法通行。 大妈妈到不了那儿，布姆卡丁车到不了那儿，我们走不了路…… 啊!想想，杰克，想想！你能弄明白的！