4 SQUIDS IN A FIX

SQUIDS IN A FIX "What?" said Bean. "We can't be squids if we break our arms," said Ivy. "Remember what Madame Joy said? We're supposed to wave our tentacles gently on the passing tide. No way can we do that if we've got broken arms. Right?" That was true. But. Broken arms. That could be going too far. Bean pictured her arm cracked in half.

“什么？”比恩说。 “如果我们的胳膊断了，我们就不可能是鱿鱼了。”艾薇说。 “还记得乔伊夫人说的话吗？” 我们应该在过往的潮水上轻轻挥动我们的触手。 如果我们的胳膊断了，我们不可能那样做。 对吗?”这是真的。但是。 破碎的武器。这可能太过分了。 比恩想象着她的手臂裂成两半。

"I saw a picture of a guy who broke his arm, and his bone poked out of his skin," she said. Ivy made an ouch face. "Yeah, I know," said Bean. "Maybe we don't have to break them. Maybe we can just sprain them instead." She didn't really know what a sprain was, but she knew that it didn't involve bones poking out of your

“我看到一张照片，一个人摔断了胳膊，骨头从皮肤里伸出来，”她说。 艾薇做了一个痛苦的表情。“是啊，我知道，”比恩说。 “也许我们不需要打破它们。 也许我们可以扭伤它们。” 她其实不知道什么是扭伤，但她知道那不会是骨头从你的

skin. "Okay. Sure. We can't be squids with sprained arms either," said Ivy. "No way." "No how," agreed Bean. They looked at each other. "So, how do you sprain an arm?" Bean asked. "I bet it's like breaking, only smaller," Ivy reasoned. "When she was a kid, my mom broke her arm falling off her garage roof. If we want to just sprain our arms, maybe we should find something shorter than a garage and fall off it." This made sense. Bean looked around

皮肤。“好吧。确定。我们也不能是胳膊扭伤的鱿鱼，”艾薇说。 “没有办法”。“怎么会呢？”比恩同意道。 他们面面相觑。 “那么，你是怎么扭伤胳膊的？”豆问道。 “我打赌它就像破裂一样，只是更小，”艾薇解释道。 “当我妈妈还是个孩子的时候，她从车库屋顶上摔下来摔断了胳膊。 如果我们只是想扭伤胳膊，也许我们应该找一个比车库短的地方，然后从那里摔下去。” 这是有道理的。比恩环顾四周

her backyard. There was the porch, but they'd crack their heads open on the stairs. There was the playhouse. There was the trampoline— "Hey, I've got an idea," Bean said. "We'll jump off the playhouse onto the trampoline and then boing from the trampoline onto the ground. That should do it." First they had to drag the playhouse across the lawn and set it down next to the trampoline. Bean noticed that the playhouse was not much taller than the trampoline. They were going to have to jump hard.

她的后院。那里有门廊，但他们会在楼梯上撞破脑袋。 那是游戏室。蹦床——“嘿，我有个主意，”比恩说。 “我们会从游戏室跳到蹦床上，然后从蹦床上跳到地上。 这样就可以了。”首先，他们得把玩具屋拖过草坪，放在蹦床旁边。 比恩注意到游戏室并不比蹦床高多少。 他们得使劲跳。

Next, Bean climbed up the plastic playhouse shutters until she was perched on the roof like a giant bird. Ivy took a running jump at the playhouse and flung herself over the roof. "Oof," she said. "You have to stand up," said Bean. "Or your jump will be too short." "You go first," said Ivy in a muffled voice. Bean rose slowly to her feet. The playhouse made a funny sound. Ivy began to push herself up on her hands. There was another funny sound. It was a bending sort of sound. A cracking sort of sound. The roof was caving in. "Abandon ship!" Bean hollered and bounced onto the trampoline. But the two sides of the playhouse were folding around Ivy like a taco. She couldn't abandon ship.

接着，比恩爬上玩具屋的塑料百叶窗，直到她像一只大鸟一样停在屋顶上。 艾薇在剧场里跑了一跳，跳上了屋顶。 “不，”她说。“你必须站起来，”比恩说。 “不然你跳得太短了。” “你先走。”艾薇低声说。 比恩慢慢地站了起来。 剧场发出一种奇怪的声音。 艾薇开始用双手撑起身子。 还有另一个有趣的声音。 那是一种弯曲的声音。 一种噼里啪啦的声音。屋顶正在下陷。 “弃船!”比恩大叫一声，跳上了蹦床。 但是游戏室的两边像卷玉米卷一样把艾薇围了起来。 她不能弃船。

She couldn't do anything. Bean watched as Ivy sank closer and closer to the ground. "Are you okay?" she asked. "I'm fine," said Ivy. After a few minutes, the playhouse stopped sinking, and Bean tried to pull Ivy out by yanking on her head. But Ivy said

她什么也做不了。比恩看着艾薇越来越靠近地面。 “你还好吗？”她问。 “我很好，”艾薇说。几分钟后，游戏室停止下沉，比恩使劲拉艾薇的头，试图把她拉出来。 但是艾薇说