11 Whistling

CHAPTER ELEVEN Whistling The badgers hurriedly flung the big squirming lump into the back of the Jeep and drove to Titus's caravan at full pelt. 'Bigfoot coming throooough!' hollered Monty as the Jeep skidded to a halt. Titus was hopping up and down in a panic. 'Let me see, let me see! Oh, I can't look!' he gibbered. Pamela swooped overhead, ready to attack if the Bigfoot caused trouble. 'Heave-ho, lads!' cried Monty, and the badgers heaved the wriggling net to the floor. Then they jumped back as whatever was caught in the net started to free itself. A squirrel tail suddenly poked out. Frank rolled his eyes. 'Oh, for goodness' sake,' he sighed. He flew over and shook the net with his talons. Out tumbled five very confused and dizzy squirrels. One of them had a traffic cone stuck on its head. 'Oh,' said Monty. 'Oh dear,' said Titus.

獾们赶紧把那个扭动着的大家伙扔到吉普车后面，全速向提图斯的大篷车驶去。 “大脚怪过来了！”当吉普车滑行着停了下来时，蒙蒂喊道。 提图斯惊慌地跳上跳下。 “让我看看，让我看看！”哦，我不能看！他含糊地说。 帕梅拉从头顶俯冲下来，准备在大脚怪制造麻烦时发动攻击。 “开除,小伙子!蒙蒂叫道，獾们把扭动的网扔到了地上。 然后他们跳了回去，因为网里的东西开始挣脱出来。 一只松鼠的尾巴突然伸出来。 弗兰克翻了个白眼。“噢，看在上帝的份上，”他叹了口气。 他飞过去用爪子摇了摇网。 五只非常困惑和头晕的松鼠滚了出来。 其中一辆车的头上卡了一个交通锥。 “哦，”蒙蒂说。“哦，天哪，”提图斯说。

'What is haaaaappening? I caaan't feel my faaaaace,' said Gerald, the squirrel with the traffic cone on his head, who then walked into a tree. 'The traffic cone confused things, I think,' said Wiggy. Frank pecked a worm from the ground and chewed on it thoughtfully. 'Idiots,' he said. 'I really am surrounded by idiots.' 'I'm a qualified surgeon, actually,' said the worm, but then it died. OK, I'm just going to come out and say it. These badgers are terrible at monster hunting.

“发生了什么事？”“我感觉不到我的脸了，”头上顶着交通锥的松鼠杰拉尔德说，然后他走到一棵树上。 “我想交通锥把事情搞混了。”维吉说。 弗兰克从地上啄出一条虫子，若有所思地嚼着。 “白痴，”他说。“我真的被白痴包围了。“事实上，我是一个合格的外科医生。”虫子说，但接着它就死了。 好吧，我就直说了。 这些獾很擅长猎怪。

The next day, Willow and Ted were launching paper aeroplanes off the balcony in Twinklenuts Library. 'Wahoo, look at them go!' yelled Willow, watching her plane do a loop-the-loop and then crash right into Titus's snout. 'Oh! Titus is here,' said Ted. 'Let's see if they caught the Bigfoot!' They slid down the banister and landed at Titus's feet. Crusty McTavish was eating a jam doughnut. Titus had bought a basket of them along. 'It didn't work, did it?' said Willow, her eyes narrowing. 'That's why you've brought doughnuts. They're "bad news doughnuts", aren't they?' Titus burst into tears and nodded. 'The creature STILL LURKS! Our home has been TAKEN OVER!' And he wailed so loudly that everyone stopped to marvel at the tears, spit and snot spraying out of his sad hairy face. 'There, there, Titus,' said Crusty. 'You can all stay for as long as you like.' 'You're very kind,' sniffed Titus. 'But we can't stay here for ever.' There was murmuring around the library as news spread that the Bigfoot was still out there. 'This is brilliant!' hissed Willow to Ted. 'Why?' asked Ted. 'Because it means the monster is still ON THE LOOSE. We can catch it!' And she pretended to do a kung-fu kick. 'What about tonight's treebonk game?' asked Frank. 'We could cancel?' said Crusty.

第二天，威洛和泰德在Twinklenuts图书馆的阳台上放飞纸飞机。 “哇，看他们走了！”威洛喊道，看着她的飞机打了个大圈圈，然后撞到了提图斯的鼻子上。 “啊!“提图斯在这里。”泰德说。 “让我们看看他们是否抓住了大脚怪！”他们从栏杆上滑下来，落在提多的脚边。 硬皮麦克塔维什正在吃果酱甜甜圈。 提图斯买了一篮子。 “没用，是吗？”威罗说，眼睛眯了起来。 “这就是你带甜甜圈来的原因。 它们是‘坏消息甜甜圈’，不是吗？”提图斯哭了起来，点了点头。 “那怪物还潜伏着！”我们的家被占领了！”他哭得那么大声，每个人都停下来惊奇地看着眼泪、唾沫和鼻涕从他悲伤的毛茸茸的脸上喷出来。 “好了，好了，提图斯。” “你们愿意待多久就待多久。提多嗤笑说，你真好。 “但我们不能永远呆在这里。”当大脚怪还在外面的消息传开后，图书馆里一片窃窃私语。 “这太棒了！”威罗嘶嘶地对泰德说。 “为什么?泰德问。“因为这意味着怪物还在逍遥法外。 我们能抓住它！”她假装做了个功夫踢。 “今晚的树树游戏怎么样？”弗兰克问。 “我们可以取消？”克拉斯蒂说。

Titus wiped his giant nostrils. 'What do you think, Frank?' 'No,' said Frank, flapping his big owlish wings. 'I'm sick of us having to shift about because of a so-called monster hardly any of us have seen. I vote we play the match. We can have lookouts.' Crusty nodded. 'I agree,' he said. 'Who knows? All the commotion might scare the… stranger away.' Titus stood up and nodded his antlers. 'You're absolutely right,' he said. 'We will not be driven from our home by some oafish Bigfoot!' He picked up a handy megaphone that was just lying around, no big deal. 'ATTENTION, FRIENDS! Now, as you probably know, our brave and noble badgers confronted the so-called Grimwood Bigfoot last night. Except they actually caught most of the Grimwood Treebonk team having a silent disco…' 'WASSUUUUUUP!' yelled Ginger Fiasco, raising her fist in the air. 'Anyway, we will NOT be driven out of our home!' continued Titus. 'Monster or no monster, THE TREEBONK FRIENDLY BETWEEN GRIMWOOD AND TWINKLENUTS TONIGHT… IS GOING AHEAD!' 'Yay!' 'Hurrah!' 'Oh, nuts.' Frank stalked over to a small pile of tired-looking squirrels. It was the Grimwood Treebonk team.

提图斯擦了擦他的大鼻孔。 “你觉得怎么样，弗兰克？”“不，”弗兰克说着，拍打着他那猫头鹰般的大翅膀。 “我受够了因为一个我们几乎没人见过的所谓怪物，我们不得不来回走动。 我建议我们进行比赛。我们可以派人放哨。”一个易怒的点了点头。 “我同意，”他说。“谁知道呢? 所有的骚动可能会把陌生人吓跑。”提图斯站起来，点了点头。 “你说得完全正确，”他说。 “我们才不要被愚蠢的大脚怪赶出家门！”他拿起一个随手放着的扩音器，没什么大不了的。 的注意,朋友!现在，你可能知道，我们勇敢高贵的獾昨晚遇到了所谓的格里姆伍德大脚怪。 不过他们发现格里姆伍德树屋队的大部分队员在跳无声迪斯科……”金格·菲亚斯科喊道，在空中举起了拳头。 “不管怎样，我们不会被赶出我们的家！”提多接着说。 “不管有没有怪物，今晚格里姆伍德和TWINKLENUTS之间的树树友谊赛……将如期举行！”“耶!“好哇!“哦，疯了。”弗兰克大步走向一群神情疲惫的松鼠。 是Grimwood Treebonk团队。

'Did you hear that, team?' shouted Frank. The squirrels groaned and clutched their small furry heads. 'Spending half the night at a silent disco isn't my idea of sensible training,' he continued. 'Get the traffic cone off your head in the end, did we, Gerald?' Gerald nodded and rubbed his sore head. Most of the squirrels hadn't gone to bed at all and were now asleep with their eyes open. 'Now get a bottle of Crazyhorns Power Juice down you, all of you!' snapped Frank, pushing a crate of green bottles towards them. 'Where's Nancy?' 'She went outside,' said Martin. 'Said she needed some air.' 'Did she, now?' said Frank. He looked up and saw Dr Khan sitting in an armchair reading an extremely serious-looking book. 'Excuse me, Doc,' he said. 'Sorry to disturb you.' 'Frank,' said Dr Khan, lowering the book so his beak poked over the top. 'How can I help?' Frank nodded his head in the direction of the door.

“听到了吗，队员们？”弗兰克喊道。 松鼠们呻吟着，抓着它们毛茸茸的小脑袋。 他接着说：“在安静的迪斯科舞厅度过半个晚上，我认为这不是明智的训练。” “最后把交通锥从你头上弄下来了，是不是，杰拉尔德？”杰拉尔德点点头，揉了揉他疼痛的头。 大多数松鼠根本没有睡觉，现在都睁着眼睛睡着了。 “现在给你们所有人来一瓶疯角能量果汁！”弗兰克厉声说，把一箱绿色的瓶子推到他们面前。 南希在哪里?“她出去了，”马丁说。 她说她需要透透气。“是吗？”弗兰克说。 他抬起头来，看见汗博士坐在扶手椅上，正在看一本看上去极其严肃的书。 “对不起，医生，”他说。 “对不起，打扰你了。“弗兰克，”可汗博士说着，把书放低，用嘴戳过书的顶部。 “我能帮什么忙？”弗兰克朝门口的方向点了点头。

'Our fox pal. She's still not right. I think it's those bad dreams. She's my star treebonk player and I need her at full pelt tonight. Is there anything you can do?' Dr Khan put his book down. 'Hmm,' he said. 'Well, I have been reading more about this kind of thing. Did you know that all sorts of things can bring back buried memories? Certain places, smells, songs…' 'She's been trying to whistle some tune for days,' said Frank. Dr Khan hopped up off the armchair and waddled over to his briefcase. 'I think I have something that could help,' he cooed. 'Leave it with me.' Nancy was sitting by the Crystal Lake, sunshine bouncing off the clear, sparkling water. Every now and then, a squirrel in a sparkly leotard flew overhead. The Twinklenuts Treebonk team were having a practice session before the match. Nancy stretched her arms and legs. She knew there were bigger problems– like a massive monster terrifying Grimwood– but she couldn't wait for the treebonk match. Some good old competitive boinging around the treetops was just what she needed. She had had another strange dream last night. She heard that same tune being whistled– the one that was a bit happy and a bit sad. She tried to whistle it, but given she didn't know how to whistle, she just spat everywhere. 'Hello, fox. I seem to remember you like coffee,' said Dr Khan, gently placing a cup of it by Nancy's paws. 'Oh, cheers, Doc,' she said, and gulped it down eagerly.

“我们的狐狸朋友。她还是不对。” 我想是那些噩梦。 她是我的树猿明星，今晚我需要她全力以赴。 你能做点什么吗？”汗博士放下了书。 “嗯，”他说。“嗯，我最近读了很多关于这类事情的书。 你知道吗，各种各样的事情都能唤起被埋葬的记忆？ “这些天来，她一直想吹出什么曲调，”弗兰克说。 汗博士从扶手椅上跳起来，摇摇摆摆地走向他的公文包。 “我想我有办法能帮上忙，”他低声说。 “交给我吧。”南希坐在水晶湖边，阳光在清澈、波光粼粼的湖面上反射。 时不时地，一只穿着亮晶晶紧身衣的松鼠从头顶飞过。 Twinklenuts树邦队在比赛前进行了一次训练。 南希伸展了胳膊和腿。 她知道还有更大的问题——比如一个巨大的怪物在格里姆伍德肆虐——但她迫不及待地想看树桩比赛。 她所需要的正是在树梢上玩一些老式的竞争性跳跃。 她昨晚又做了一个奇怪的梦。 她听到同样的曲调被吹着——有点快乐，有点悲伤。 她试着吹口哨，但由于她不知道怎么吹，她只是到处吐。 “你好,狐狸。“我好像记得你喜欢咖啡，”汗医生说，轻轻地把一杯咖啡放在南希的爪子旁。 “哦，谢谢你，医生，”她说着，急切地把它吞了下去。