17 Grimfest

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Grimfest More pastries, anyone?' asked Titus, setting down a second tray of perfect chocolate eclairs on a large table outside his caravan. He had been baking all week. There were so many more mouths to feed, now that the electric fence between Grimwood and Twinklenuts had been demolished in the glitter explosion. Wiggy was scampering around filling mugs of tea and handing out cups of lemonade. His brothers Monty, Jeremy, Jeremy and Jeremy were helping him. 'You Twinklenuts folk have been through a lot,' said Titus to Crusty McTavish, kindly. 'I hope you know you're all very welcome to stay in Grimwood until you're back on your feet.' 'We ain't posh but we don't have no stupid rules, neither!' said Willow, picking her nose and eating it. Crusty McTavish wiped a tear from his squirrelly snout. 'Thank you, Mayor Crazyhorns,' he said. 'You've been good to us. Grimwood is a fine, fine place. You should be proud.'

第十七章可怕的事谁还要点糕点？提图斯问道，在他的大篷车外的一张大桌子上放了第二盘完美的巧克力泡芙。 他整个星期都在烤面包。 现在格里姆伍德和闪光甜甜圈之间的电栅栏在闪光爆炸中被炸毁了，又有那么多人要养活。 威格蹦蹦跳跳地往杯子里倒茶，分发柠檬水。 他的兄弟蒙蒂、杰里米、杰里米和杰里米正在帮助他。 “你们Twinklenuts的人经历了很多，”提图斯和蔼地对麦克塔维什说。 “我希望你们知道，在你们恢复健康之前，我们非常欢迎你们留在格里姆伍德。“我们不时髦，但我们也没有愚蠢的规矩！”威洛说着挖了挖鼻子吃了起来。 硬皮麦克塔维什擦去了他古怪鼻子上的一滴眼泪。 “谢谢你，克拉兹霍恩市长。”他说。 “你待我们很好。格里姆伍德是个好地方。 你应该感到自豪。”

Titus beamed. 'And now that pesky fox is out of the way,' he said, 'maybe Grimwood and Twinklenuts could become proper neighbours?' Crusty McTavish held out his paw. 'Absolutely,' he said. The glitter cannon had made quite a mess, all things considered. But nobody minded too much because it had totally saved the day. Pamela had enjoyed seeing Sebastian Silver's helicopter fly into space, and it had been the main topic on her radio show ever since. Titus had made Sharon the Party Crow a cake of her choosing as a reward, so she had asked for a giant Victoria sponge that she could burst out of at a moment's notice. Meanwhile, Ingrid, Sir Charles Fotheringay and a quack team of ducks were still scooping glitter out of the Crystal Lake. 'Soon the waters will be clear and beautiful,' said Sir Charles. 'Though they will never be as beautiful as… YOUR EYES.' 'Put a sock in it, Charles,' said Ingrid, scooping up a wingful of glitter. 'You are behaving like a lovesick fool.'

提多光束。“现在那只讨厌的狐狸已经走了，”他说，“也许格里姆伍德和Twinklenuts可以成为好邻居？”硬皮麦克塔维什伸出爪子。 “当然，”他说。从各方面来看，闪光炮搞得一团糟。 但没人太在意，因为这完全挽救了局面。 帕梅拉很喜欢看到塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗的直升机飞向太空，从那以后，这一直是她电台节目的主要话题。 提图斯给派对乌鸦莎伦做了一个她自己选择的蛋糕作为奖励，所以她要了一个巨大的维多利亚海绵，她可以在一分钟内炸开。 与此同时，英格丽德、查尔斯·福瑟林盖爵士和一群嘎嘎叫的鸭子还在从水晶湖里舀着闪闪发光的东西。 “海水很快就会变得清澈美丽，”查尔斯爵士说道。 “虽然它们永远不会像……你的眼睛那样美丽。”“把袜子塞进去，查尔斯，”英格丽德说着，捧起一翅膀闪闪发光的东西。 “你的行为像个患相思病的傻瓜。”

'I've been thinking,' said Sir Charles. 'About your theatre. I should like to rebuild it. Though I know I have the face of a delicate thespian, I have the wings of a hard-working duck. Please, darling? If I am to live in Grimwood with you I shall need A STAGE.' Ingrid gave a brisk nod. 'Very well,' she said. 'If it makes you happy.' Though he didn't know it, Charles had just made Ingrid the giddiest duck in town. 'I owe you a big, fat humungous apology, Wiggster,' said Monty the badger. 'And so do Jeremy, Jeremy and Jeremy. We've been rubbish brothers, haven't we?' 'Yes!' said the Jeremys. 'Oh, it's fine,' said Wiggy. 'No, it's not,' said Monty. 'You've been too nice to us and we've totally taken you for granted. Here. I'd like to give you these.' He handed over a pair of tatty red corduroy trousers. 'My lucky trews,' sighed Monty. 'It's the least you deserve.' Wiggy gingerly held the crusty trousers and gave his brothers a hug. Frank was perched high on the bough of an oak tree. Dr Khan perched next to him.

“我一直在想，”查尔斯爵士说道。 “关于你的剧院。我想重建它。 虽然我知道我有一张精致的演员的脸，但我有一只勤劳的鸭子的翅膀。 好吗,亲爱的?如果我要和你一起住在格里姆伍德，我就需要一个舞台。”英格丽德轻快地点了点头。 “很好，”她说。“如果能让你开心的话。”虽然查尔斯自己并不知道，但他已经让英格丽德成为了镇上最耀眼的人物。 “我欠你一个大大的大大的道歉，威格斯特。”獾蒙蒂说。 杰里米也是，杰里米和杰里米也是。 我们一直是垃圾兄弟，不是吗？“是的!杰里米夫妇说。 “哦，没关系。”威吉说。 “不，不是，”蒙蒂说。 “你对我们太好了，我们完全把你的好意当成了理所当然。 在这里。我想把这些给你。”他递给我一条破旧的红色灯芯绒裤子。 “我的幸运树，”蒙蒂叹了口气。 “这是你应得的最起码的待遇。”维吉小心翼翼地抱着那条硬皮裤子，给了他的兄弟们一个拥抱。 弗兰克高高地站在一棵橡树的大树枝上。 汗医生坐在他旁边。

'The library is next to those cedars,' he said, nodding at a cluster of trees. 'A library!' hooted Frank. 'I've always wanted to visit one of them.' 'It was my favourite place to read the news-paper,' Dr Khan said. 'And occasionally listen to some jazz– with headphones on, of course.' Frank nodded in approval. 'Maybe… maybe we could do that together sometime? In total silence, of course.' Dr Khan nodded. 'I should like that,' he said. 'It's been very difficult for me these past few years, being surrounded by total nincompoops.' 'I hear you,' said Frank. After Titus had fed everyone tea and cakes, they all trooped up the hill to gather around the Magic Tower. Pamela and Sharon were broadcasting LIVE on Radio Grimwood.

“图书馆就在那些雪松旁边，”他对着一丛树点点头说。 “图书馆!弗兰克吼道。 “我一直想去参观他们中的一个。“那是我最喜欢看报纸的地方，”汗博士说。 “偶尔听听爵士乐——当然要戴上耳机。”弗兰克点头表示赞同。 “也许……也许我们什么时候可以一起去？” 当然是完全沉默。”汗博士点点头。 “我很乐意，”他说。 “过去的几年对我来说非常艰难，周围都是笨蛋。“我明白你的意思，”弗兰克说。 在提图斯给每个人喂了茶和蛋糕之后，他们都成群结队地上山，聚集在魔法塔周围。 帕梅拉和莎伦正在格里姆伍德电台直播。

'AWOOOGA AWOOOGA! You're tuned into Pam and Shazza serving you up a delicious slice of hip-hop, grime and dancehall classics! OH YEAH!' And they started breakdancing. Meanwhile, the dreadfully lovely Anoushka Wispy stood up on a battered old crate. 'Hey, everyone,' she said, softly strumming her guitar. 'So, like, we just wanted to say a big thank you to the Grimwood guys for being, like, so amazing.' All the Twinklenuts animals cheered and clapped. 'And also to say… ohmigosh, like have you guys ever tried using soap? It's this fantastic invention that stops your fur smelling like a bin; it's really great. Anyway, here's a song I like to call "My Toenails Are So Pretty".'

“AWOOOGA AWOOOGA !您正在收听Pam和Shazza为您提供嘻哈，grime和舞厅经典的美味切片！噢,是的!”他们开始跳霹雳舞。 与此同时，可爱得可怕的阿努什卡小精灵站在一个破旧的板条箱上。 “大家好，”她一边说，一边轻轻地弹着吉他。 “所以，就像，我们只是想对格里姆伍德的伙计们说一声谢谢，你们太棒了。”所有的Twinklenuts动物都欢呼鼓掌。 我的天啊，你们试过用肥皂吗？ 这是一项神奇的发明，可以让你的毛闻起来不像垃圾桶；真的很棒。 不管怎样，这首歌我喜欢叫它《我的脚趾甲很漂亮》。”

Ted ran over to Nancy and gave her a big hug. 'Urgh,' she said. 'What's that for?' Ted shrugged. 'Felt like it,' he said. Nancy ruffled his fur. 'How you doing?' she asked. Ted sighed. 'I'm OK. I feel like a bit of a wally, sis. You know. About Mr Silver.' Nancy nodded.

泰德跑向南希，给了她一个大大的拥抱。 “呃，”她说。“那是干什么用的？”泰德耸耸肩。 他说：“我觉得是这样。”南希把他的毛弄皱了。 “你好吗？”她问。 泰德叹了口气。“我很好。我觉得自己有点傻，姐姐。 你知道的。西尔弗先生的事。”南希点了点头。