1 Awooga!

PARTY ANIMALS by NADIA SHIREEN

娜迪亚·希琳的《派对动物》

CHAPTER ONE Awooga! Frank the owl was sitting in a tree, combing his large eyebrows and frowning. 'Ahoy there, Frank!' called up Titus the stag. 'Ready for the big day? It's super-duper party day!' Frank grunted and shook his big owlish head in that weird owlish way. 'Not really,' sighed Frank, swooping down to join Titus, who was putting a pot of tea on the wooden table outside his caravan. 'I don't like parties at the best of times. But having three of them in one day feels a bit much, if you ask me.'

第一章呜加！猫头鹰弗兰克坐在一棵树上，梳理着他的大眉毛，皱着眉头。 “嘿，弗兰克！”雄鹿提多喊道。 “准备好迎接大日子了吗？”今天是超级派对日！”弗兰克哼了一声，用那奇怪的猫头鹰方式摇了摇他的大猫头鹰头。 “不完全是，”弗兰克叹了口气，俯冲下来和提图斯在一起，提图斯正在他的大篷车外面的木桌子上放一壶茶。 “我不喜欢在最好的时候开派对。 但是如果你问我的话，我觉得一天有三个孩子有点多了。”

Three parties in one day? RIDICULOUS. Also- sniff- I don't seem to have been invited to any of them. An outrage, I tell you! 'Well, I can't lie, Frank,' said Titus. 'I've got the wibbles and I've got them bad.' And with a shaking hoof he pushed a large chocolate eclair into his snout, followed by another, and another, and another, and then a fifth for luck.

一天三次派对？荒谬。 还有——嗅嗅——我似乎没有被邀请参加任何一个聚会。 我告诉你，这是一种暴行！“嗯，我不能撒谎，弗兰克，”提图斯说。 我有气泡，而且很严重他用颤抖的蹄子把一大颗巧克力泡芙饼塞进嘴里，接着又吃了一颗，一颗，一颗，然后又吃了第五颗，以求好运。

'You do seem a little stressed,' observed Frank. 'I just hope that Sharon the Party Crow is up to the job,' said Titus. 'Can she bring her jocular energy to three parties in a row? It would kill a weaker bird.' 'Since when has Sharon ever stopped partying?' said Frank. 'It's all she ever does. Sounds like my worst nightmare, quite frankly.' Titus scratched his snout thoughtfully. 'Yes, you never hear about party owls, do you? They don't seem to be a thing.' 'Owls don't party,' said Frank, spitting out the last word and frowning. 'We prefer playing chess, quietly thinking about

“你看起来确实有点紧张，”弗兰克说。 “我只希望派对乌鸦沙伦能胜任这项工作，”提图斯说。 “她能连续三次把自己风趣的精力带到派对上吗？” 它会杀死一只较弱的鸟。“莎伦什么时候停止参加派对了？”弗兰克说。 “这是她的全部工作。坦率地说，这听起来像是我最可怕的噩梦。”提图斯若有所思地搔了搔鼻子。 “是的，你从来没听说过派对猫头鹰，是吗？” 他们似乎不是一个东西。“猫头鹰不聚会，”弗兰克说，吐出最后一个词，皱着眉头。 “我们更喜欢下棋，静静地思考

things, bobbing our heads around, making balloon animals…' 'You make balloon animals?' said Titus. 'Why yes,' said Frank, holding up an inflatable dinosaur. 'See? I made this in the time it took you to say, "balloon animals".' Titus clopped his hooves together in wonder. 'Extraordinary!' he gasped. 'Ooh, you are a dark horse, Frank. Well, owl. Owl-horse. Now, do you have your present for Wiggy?' Frank looked a little shifty. 'Um… yes! I am going to give him a… balloon dinosaur,' he said. 'Wonderful, wonderful. Oooofeuuurgh!' said Titus, standing up and stretching his hooves up to the sky. He was quite an old stag, so he made lots of 'phew!' and 'oooof!' noises every time he stood up or sat down. He clambered up a

“你做气球动物？”提图斯说。 “当然，”弗兰克说着，举起一只充气恐龙。 “看到了吗?我在你说‘气球动物’的时间里做了这个。”提图斯惊奇地跺着他的蹄子。 “非凡!他喘着气说。 “哦，你是一匹黑马，弗兰克。 嗯,猫头鹰。Owl-horse。好了，你给威吉准备好礼物了吗？”弗兰克看上去有点鬼鬼祟祟。 “嗯……是的!“我要给他一个……气球恐龙，”他说。 精彩,精彩。Oooofeuuurgh !提图斯说着，站起身来，把蹄子伸向天空。 他是一只相当老的雄鹿，所以他发出了很多“呸！”和“呜！”每当他站起来或坐下时，他都会发出声音。 他爬了上去

couple of rickety steps into his caravan, opened the door of his oven and took some deep sniffs with his massive hairy nostrils. 'Smells like the cake is ready,' he muttered to himself. 'DID YOU SAY THE CAKE IS READY?' shouted Willow, hopping up and down in the way that bunnies do. 'Where did you come from, young Willow?' said Titus, because he was sure she hadn't been there one second ago. 'I was at home in bed,' panted Willow. 'But I'm sure I just heard you say "the cake is ready", so I dashed over as fast as I could.' 'Yes, well, it needs to cool down before we can decorate it, so don't get too excited,' cautioned Titus. 'What shape are you going to make it into?' asked Willow, excitedly. 'A big car? A badger? A letter W for Wiggy?' Titus grinned. 'I'm going to make a cake that is the shape of… A CAKE!' he said, triumphantly. 'That's rubbish and boring,' said Willow. 'Call me when it's time to lick the icing bowl.' And with that, Willow bounced out of the caravan and headed towards the fox den.

摇摇晃晃地走进他的大篷车，打开烤箱的门，用他毛茸茸的大鼻孔深深地吸了几口气。 “闻起来好像蛋糕做好了。”他喃喃自语道。 “你是说蛋糕好了吗？”柳树叫着，像小兔子一样跳上跳下。 “你从哪儿来，小威罗？”提图斯说，因为他确信一秒钟前她没有在那儿。 “我在家躺在床上，”威洛喘着气说。 “但我肯定我刚才听到你说‘蛋糕好了’，所以我以最快的速度冲了过去。”“是的，在我们装饰它之前，它需要冷却下来，所以不要太兴奋，”提图斯提醒道。 “你打算把它做成什么形状？”威罗兴奋地问。 “一辆大车？”獾吗?字母W代表威吉？”提图斯笑了。 “我要做一个蛋糕，形状是……蛋糕！”他得意洋洋地说。 “那是垃圾和无聊，”威罗说。 “舔糖霜碗的时候叫我。”说着，威洛跳出了大篷车，朝狐狸窝走去。