7 Titus moans

CHAPTER SEVEN Titus moans Ted, Nancy, Willow and Wiggy bounced back from Twinklenuts and headed straight for Titus's caravan. The cheerful stag was sitting outside with Frank, working his way through an enormous plate of biscuits. 'We've discovered a new place!' shouted Willow. 'It's called Twinklenuts and it's amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 'And, and there was a LAKE and a theatre and all sorts of brilliant things!' said Ted, hopping up and down. 'It was SO perfect and pretty, Titus! AND we got free fizzy orange! But then Willow farted and we had to leave.' Titus opened his mouth in shock and half a biscuit fell out. 'Yeah, there's a mayor too,' said Nancy. 'A fox. Some dude called Sebastian Silver. Posh fella. Not sure what his game is.' 'He's SO cool!' said Ted, eyes shining. 'A proper grown-up fox, Titus!' 'Basically,' continued Willow, 'Twinklenuts is just like Grimwood, but REALLY clean and fun and about a hundred times better in every way.'

第七章提图斯的呻吟泰德、南希、威洛和威格从Twinklenuts回来，直奔提图斯的大篷车。 那只兴高采烈的雄鹿和弗兰克坐在外面，啃着一大盘饼干。 “我们发现了一个新地方！”威洛喊道。 “它叫Twinklenuts，它是啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊，啊！”泰德说着，跳上跳下。 “太完美了，太漂亮了，提图斯！”我们还有免费的气泡橙汁！但是后来威洛放了个屁，我们不得不离开。”提图斯震惊地张开嘴，半个饼干掉了出来。 “是啊，这里也有市长，”南希说。 一只狐狸。一个叫塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗的家伙。 时髦的小伙子。不知道他在玩什么把戏。“他太酷了！”泰德说，眼睛闪闪发光。 “一只成熟的狐狸，提图斯！”“基本上，”威罗继续说，“Twinklenuts就像格里姆伍德一样，但是真的干净又有趣，在各方面都要好上一百倍。”

Wiggy noticed that Titus suddenly looked very sad and had stopped eating his biscuits. 'Did you say… that there's another mayor?' whispered Titus. 'Oh, he's just some silly old fox,' said Wiggy gently, resting his large badgery paw on Titus's shoulder. 'Well… a dashing old fox with twinkly eyes, glossy fur and a fantastic jacket. But an old fox all the same.' A fat tear rolled down Titus's face. 'What's up with him?' asked Nancy. Then Titus threw his plate of biscuits to the floor and sobbed loudly into his hooves. Frank shook his head. 'You know how sensitive he is!' he said. 'You had no business going anywhere.' He draped a large owlish wing around Titus. 'I've always been scared of this,' howled Titus. 'Of there being a NEW place. An exciting new place everyone loves so much that they leave Grimwood for ever and I am left all alooooooooone!' And he sobbed so much that his tears drowned Dame Evelyn Taylor, a small fly who had been sitting on the table minding her own business.

维吉注意到提图斯突然看起来很悲伤，不再吃饼干了。 “你是说……还有一个市长？”提图斯低声说。 “哦，它不过是只愚蠢的老狐狸。”威吉温柔地说，把他那只警徽似的大爪子搭在提图斯的肩膀上。 “嗯……一只炯炯有神的老狐狸，皮毛光滑，穿着一件漂亮的夹克。 但老狐狸也一样。”一颗巨大的眼泪从提图斯的脸上滚落下来。 “他怎么啦？”南希问。 然后提图斯把他那盘饼干扔到地板上，用蹄子抽泣起来。 弗兰克摇了摇头。“你知道他有多敏感！”他说。 “你哪儿也不该去。”他用一只巨大的猫头鹰翅膀围住提图斯。 “我一直害怕这个，”提图斯咆哮道。 “有一个新的地方。 这是一个令人兴奋的新地方，每个人都非常喜欢，以至于他们永远离开格里姆伍德，而我一个人孤零零地离开了！”他哭得很厉害，泪水淹没了伊芙琳·泰勒夫人，她是一只小苍蝇，正坐在桌子上忙着自己的事。

Willow clambered up onto Titus's lap and shoved her paws deep into his gigantic nostrils to try to stop the flow of snot. 'We'd never leave you, Titus. And we'd never leave Grimwood either,' she said. 'It's home! Even though they did have free hot dogs.' Suddenly, a low rumbling sound made the ground shudder and shake. 'HONK, HONK! COMING THROUGH! Make way, losers, make way!' It was the badgers' Jeep, being driven by Wiggy's big brother, Monty. In the back sat his three other brothers, who were all called Jeremy. The Jeep skidded to a stop right in front of Wiggy. 'Oh, hey, bro,' said Monty. Wiggy looked confused. 'Where are you all going?' he asked. Monty adjusted his wraparound sunglasses. 'Twinklenuts, pal,' he said. 'You heard of it? There's a rumour going around that it's totally top-notch! Word is there's a massive lake, tennis courts, free fizzy orange, a posho restaurant…'

威洛爬上提图斯的腿，把爪子深深塞进他巨大的鼻孔里，试图阻止鼻涕的流出。 “我们永远不会离开你的，提图斯。 “我们也永远不会离开格里姆伍德。”她说。 这是家!尽管他们确实有免费的热狗。”突然，一声低沉的隆隆声震得大地颤抖起来。 “嘎,嘎!”穿过!让开，失败者，让开！”那是獾队的吉普车，由威基的哥哥蒙蒂驾驶。 后面坐着他的另外三个兄弟，他们都叫杰里米。 吉普车在威吉的正前方打滑停了下来。 “哦，嘿，兄弟，”蒙蒂说。 威吉看起来很困惑。“你们要去哪儿？”他问。 蒙蒂调整了一下他的环绕式太阳镜。 “Twinklenuts，伙计，”他说。 “你听说过吗？”有传言说它绝对是一流的！据说那里有一个巨大的湖、网球场、免费的气泡橙、一家时髦的餐厅……”

'Yes, I, um, I've actually just been there,' said Wiggy. 'Were you just going to leave without telling me?' Monty shrugged. 'Sorry, old chap, we just didn't really think about you,' he said, checking his fur in the Jeep's mirror. 'Maybe you should stay here with your weirdo pals. Seems more your kinda place, don't you think?' 'Oh,' said Wiggy and he looked down at his feet. 'Bye, Wiggster,' said Jeremy. 'See you later, bro,' said Jeremy 2. 'You can totes have my bunk bed,' said little Jeremy 3, who was the nicest Jeremy. 'Yah boo sucks, Wiggster!' hooted Monty. 'Don't be a loser all your life.' And they drove away, leaving Wiggy behind.

“是的，我，嗯，我刚刚去过那里。”威吉说。 “你打算不跟我说一声就走吗？”蒙蒂耸耸肩。 “对不起，老伙计，我们只是没有真正考虑到你，”他说，对着吉普车的后视镜检查自己的皮毛。 “也许你应该和你那些怪人朋友呆在这里。 看起来更像你的地盘，你不觉得吗？“哦。”威吉低头看着自己的脚说。 “再见，威格斯特。”杰里米说。 “再见，兄弟，”杰里米说。 “你可以用我的双层床，”小杰里米说，他是最善良的杰里米。 “呸，威格斯特！”蒙蒂叫道。 “不要一辈子做个失败者。”他们开车走了，留下威吉。

Oh NO! How horrid. Nancy nudged him. 'Yo,' she said. 'You all right, dude?' Wiggy nodded and wiped his eyes on his tatty old school tie. Titus sighed. 'I knew it– it's starting!' he said. 'The badgers have left Grimwood. Who will be next?' 'Absolute HOODLUMS!' quacked Ingrid, who had been napping on the caravan roof. 'Grimwood is better off without them.' 'I know!' said Willow brightly. 'Let's make Grimwood all POSH and EXCITING and GLAMOROUS and then everyone will want to stay here! Cos at the moment it's smelly and grubby and looks like a massive bin.' Titus scratched his snout. 'You could be onto something there, young rabbit,' he said. 'OK, nobody move. I'll be back soon!' And he zoomed really fast down the hill yelling 'Wheeeeeeeeeee!', which is what you have to do if you ever go really fast down a hill. Everyone waited and waited and waited. They waited so long that Ted wrote a poem, Willow assembled the world's longest daisy chain and a wasp called Igor died of boredom. Several hours later, Titus clambered back up the hill with a flip chart and a pointy stick.

噢,不!多么可怕。南希推了推他。 “哟，”她说。“你没事吧，伙计？”威吉点点头，用他那条破旧的学校领带擦了擦眼睛。 提图斯叹了口气。“我就知道——开始了！”他说。 “獾已经离开格里姆伍德了。 谁会是下一个？“绝对的流氓！”一直在大篷车顶上打盹的英格丽嘎嘎地问。 “格里姆伍德没有他们会更好。“我知道！”威罗欢快地说。 “让我们把格里姆伍德变得时髦、刺激、迷人，然后每个人都会想留在这里！”因为现在它又臭又脏，看起来像个大垃圾桶。”提图斯搔了搔鼻子。 “你可能说对了，小兔子，”他说。 “好了，大家都别动。我很快就回来！”他飞快地从山上冲下来，一边喊着“呼哧呼哧！”，如果你要快速下山，你就必须这样做。 每个人都等啊等啊等。 他们等了很长时间，泰德写了一首诗，威洛组装了世界上最长的雏菊链，一只名叫伊戈尔的黄蜂无聊死了。 几个小时后，提图斯带着一张挂图和一根尖木棍爬回了山上。

'My dears! I have some exciting plans for Grimwood's future!' he trilled. He pointed to a sheet of paper on the flip chart which read: PLAN NUMBER ONE:

“我亲爱的!我对格里姆伍德的未来有一些激动人心的计划！他颤抖着说。 他指着挂图上的一张纸，上面写着：计划一：