12 The day before the day after two days before

CHAPTER TWELVE The day before the day after two days before It was the day before the match. Everyone had gone wibbly with nerves. Frank was perched on the bough of a mighty oak tree. Pamela and Sharon the Party Crow were next to him, after Frank reluctantly agreed they could be cheerleaders. It was the final practice session before the big Grimwood vs. Twinklenuts showdown. 'WHOOP WHOOP OH YEAAAAH!' cried Sharon the Party Crow, who was also doing high-kicks, shaking pompoms and blowing on a small plastic trumpet.

第十二章前一日后两天前这是比赛的前一天。 每个人都紧张得发抖。 弗兰克栖息在一棵高大的橡树的树枝上。 帕梅拉和派对乌鸦莎伦坐在他旁边，弗兰克不情愿地同意让她们当啦啦队长。 这是格里姆伍德大战前的最后一次训练。 Twinklenuts摊牌。哇，哇，哦，耶！派对乌鸦莎伦叫道，她也在做高踢动作，摇晃着绒球，吹着一个小塑料小号。

'Yay, Grimwood,' said Pamela, who was looking at the Treebonk team through a pair of binoculars. 'Remember what we agreed, Pamela,' said Frank in a low voice. 'You are NOT to eat any of the players or spectators, got it?' 'But they look so juicy and hairy,' she sighed. Frank gave an angry hoot, then turned his head to the treebonk clearing. 'Positions, everyone!' he shouted through his megaphone. Nancy shot up a tree trunk and waited. She had been exercising day and night. Her tail was the strongest it had ever been.' 'READY… AIM… TREEBONK!, Nancy flung herself out of the tree and pinged between three branches so quickly she didn't even notice she'd knocked two of her teammates to the ground. 'WHIRLIGIG!' shouted Frank. Thanks to hours of practice, the Grimwood team had perfected their new move. The squirrels linked into a chain formation and whirred dangerously through the air. Nancy's tail was so strong that when it whacked against stuff she didn't feel a thing. Nancy laughed. Twinklenuts were going to get the shock of their lives. Titus was shuffling about with a broom. 'Tum-te-tum-te-tum,' he was singing to himself– a sign he was massively stressed out. 'Best make the place look nice for our Twinklenuts guests, eh?'

“好啊，格里姆伍德。”帕梅拉说，她正用双筒望远镜看着树邦队。 “记住我们的约定，帕梅拉，”弗兰克低声说。 “你不能吃任何球员或观众，明白吗？”“可是它们看起来多汁多毛，”她叹了口气。 弗兰克愤怒地叫了一声，然后把头转向那片林中空地。 的位置,每个人!他通过扩音器喊道。 南希迅速爬上一根树干，等待着。 她日夜不停地锻炼。 她的尾巴是有史以来最结实的。“准备……瞄准……树桩！”南希从树上跳了出来，在三根树枝之间快速地跳跃，她甚至没有注意到她把两个队友撞倒在地。 “陀螺!弗兰克喊道。 经过几个小时的练习，格里姆伍德团队已经完善了他们的新动作。 松鼠们连成一条链，在空中危险地旋转。 南希的尾巴很结实，当它碰到什么东西时，她一点感觉都没有。 南希笑了。twinklenut们将受到他们一生中最震惊的时刻。 提图斯拿着扫帚拖着脚步走来走去。 “转——转——转——转”，他在自言自语，这表明他压力很大。 “最好把这个地方布置得漂亮一点，好吗？”

Some beavers in dungarees and hard hats were moving logs around, making a higgledy-piggledy seating area. 'Snacks,' fretted Titus, scratching his antlers. 'Whatever shall we do for snacks? Do I have enough napkins? Oh me, oh my!' Frank flew over to his friend. 'Chief,' he said gently. 'We're going to be OK. Just look at our foxy friend up there. She's our secret weapon, all right.' Titus squinted at the trees and saw Nancy treebonking for her life, a streak of bright orange flashing against the blue sky. He chuckled. 'What a blessing it was, those foxes finding us,' he said to himself. 'We're in with a chance, Titus. I know it,' said Frank. And he folded a wing around his old friend's shoulders. How heart-warming! But come, for now we must zoom over to lovely Twinklenuts, and very carefully crawl into this old boat.

一些穿着工装裤、戴着安全帽的海狸正在搬运原木，形成了一个杂乱的座位区。 “零食，”提图斯焦急地抓着他的鹿角。 “我们吃点什么呢？” 我有足够的餐巾纸吗？哦，我的天！”弗兰克飞向他的朋友。 “头儿，”他温和地说。“我们会没事的。 看看我们那狡猾的朋友。 好吧，她是我们的秘密武器。”提图斯眯着眼睛看了看树林，看见南希在拼命地撞树求生，在蓝天的映衬下，一道明亮的橙色的光在闪烁。 他咯咯地笑了。“这些狐狸发现了我们，这是多么幸运啊！”他自言自语道。 “我们有机会了，提图斯。 “我知道，”弗兰克说。他把一只翅膀搭在老朋友的肩膀上。 多么感人的!来吧，现在我们必须飞到可爱的Twinklenuts去，非常小心地爬进这只旧船。

Ingrid and Sir Charles Fotheringay were floating along the sparkling Crystal Lake in a small rowing boat. Sir Charles Fotheringay was playing a lute quite terribly, while Ingrid was eating grapes and lazily dragging a wing across the water. 'My love,' said Sir Charles Fotheringay, 'you seem distracted. Is anything wrong? Is it my lute-playing?' Ingrid waved her other wing at him. 'Not at all, my darlink,' she cooed. 'I'm just thinking about my theatre group back in Grimwood. We had SUCH talent, you see. It would be wonderful to show them the marvellous theatre you have here.' Sir Charles gave a little chuckle. 'Oh, I'm not sure that would be a good idea,' he said. 'My darling Ingrid, here in Twinklenuts we need actors of a certain… standard.' Ingrid bristled. She lowered her sunglasses. 'Are you saying I am not an actor of high standards?' she hissed. 'I'll have you know I had a small part in Motorcycle Bad Guys 3.' Sir Charles nodded. 'Oh, I know, darling, I know! You are marvellous. You are perfect. I'm just not sure about your… what do you call them? Your "Grimwood Players". Anyway,

英格丽德和查尔斯·福瑟林盖爵士乘着一条小船，漂在波光粼粼的水晶湖上。 查尔斯·福瑟林盖爵士弹得很糟糕，而英格丽德正在吃葡萄，懒洋洋地在水面上拖着一只翅膀。 “亲爱的，”查尔斯·福瑟林盖爵士说道，“你似乎心烦意乱。 有什么问题吗？是我弹琵琶的缘故吗？”英格丽德朝他挥舞着另一只翅膀。 “一点也不，亲爱的，”她低声说。 “我只是在想我在格里姆伍德的剧团。 你看，我们有这样的天赋。 带他们看看你们这儿的绝妙的剧院，那该多好啊。”查尔兹爵士轻笑了一下。 “哦，我不确定这是个好主意，”他说。 “我亲爱的英格丽，在Twinklenuts，我们需要有一定……标准的演员。”英格丽德感到怒不可遏。 她放下墨镜。 “你是说我不是一个高标准的演员吗？”她嘶嘶地说。 “我告诉你，我在《摩托坏蛋3》里有个小角色。”查尔斯爵士点点头。 “啊，我知道，亲爱的，我知道！”你真了不起。 你是完美的。我只是不确定你的…你怎么称呼它们？ 你的“格里姆伍德玩家”。不管怎么说,

once Grimwood is swallowed up into Twinklenuts, well, why even bother having them any more?' Ingrid pushed her sunglasses up and scowled. She suddenly wanted to thwack her new husband in the beak. Only she was allowed to be rude about the Grimwood Players. But then she saw the Twinklenuts treebonk team finishing up their practice session in the distance. 'Row that way,' she ordered. 'Anything for you, my darling,' said Sir Charles, and the ducks floated to the shore. The Twinklenuts treebonk team were taking off their helmets and shaking out their fur. 'Great game, Tobes,' said one of the squirrels, swigging from a silver bottle. 'This super special energy drink really keeps your tail in the air, doesn't it?' 'Yah, totes,' said the other squirrel (who was probably 'Tobes'). 'Tomorrow's going to be a walk in the park. Those Grimwood scruffs won't know what's hit them.' The squirrels chinked bottles and glugged down their drinks. They did not know that they were being watched by a duck. An angry duck. An angry duck who used to be a spy.

一旦格里姆伍德被Twinklenuts吞并了，那么，还有什么好麻烦的呢？”英格丽德把墨镜推了起来，皱起了眉头。 她突然想狠狠地揍她新婚丈夫一顿。 只有她可以对格里姆伍德的玩家无礼。 但是，她看到Twinklenuts树树队在远处完成了他们的训练。 “往那边划，”她命令道。 “为你做什么都行，我亲爱的，”查尔斯爵士说道，鸭子们便漂向岸边。 Twinklenuts树枝队正在脱下他们的头盔，抖抖他们的皮毛。 “太棒了，托比斯，”一只松鼠说着，大口地喝着一只银瓶子里的水。 “这种超级特殊的能量饮料真的能让你的尾巴翘起来，不是吗？”“是的，托比斯，”另一只松鼠说（它可能是托比斯）。 “明天将是在公园里散步。 那些格里姆伍德的笨蛋不会知道是什么击中了他们。”松鼠把瓶子弄得吱吱作响，大口地喝下去。 他们不知道有一只鸭子在盯着他们。 一只愤怒的鸭子。一只曾经是间谍的愤怒的鸭子。