11 Awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga!

CHAPTER ELEVEN Awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga! Despite being in a massive grump with each other, Ted and Willow were starting to get the hang of the Jig of the Party Crow. Which was more than could be said for the rest of Anoushka's dance class, who were absolutely useless. 'Let's, like, practise that final move again,' said Anoushka Wispy, who was examining her nails and feeling fantastically bored with the whole 'dancing' thing. 'So, like, you've all got to join paws and hop on one leg for four and then the other leg for four, then wiggle your bottoms, one-two-three, then look up to the sky and cry AWOOGA! Make sense? OK, from the top…' Everyone formed a circle and joined paws, but when the hopping started it all went wrong. 'Nobody's wiggling their bottoms in time!' said Ted, forgetting to sound deep and moody. 'It's so annoying. Come on, guys!' 'Who died and made you the teacher?' snapped Willow. 'At least I'm paying attention!' said Ted.

第十一章Awooga Awooga Awooga Awooga Awooga ！尽管彼此大发脾气，泰德和威洛开始掌握了派对乌鸦的窍门。 这比阿努什卡舞蹈课上的其他同学要好得多，他们一点用也没有。 “让我们再练习一下最后一个动作，”Anoushka Wispy说，她正在检查自己的指甲，对“跳舞”这件事感到非常厌倦。 “所以，就像，你们所有人都要把爪子放在一起，一条腿跳四个，另一条腿跳四个，然后摆动你的臀部，一二三，然后仰望天空，大喊大叫！”有意义吗? 好吧，从上面开始……”大家围成一个圈，把爪子搭在一起，但当跳起来的时候，一切都出了问题。 “没人及时扭动屁股！”泰德说，忘了让自己的声音听起来深沉而忧郁。 “这太烦人了。加油，伙计们！“谁死了，让你当上了老师？”威洛厉声说。 “至少我在专心听讲！”泰德说。

'Whatever,' said Willow, angrily shaking her bottom. 'AWOOGA!' At the end of the class, Anoushka gestured for them to come closer to her. 'Like, guys. Is there a problem?' 'No, Anoushka,' mumbled Ted. 'No, Anoushka,' said Willow, frowning. 'It's fine.' 'OK, great. Maybe for the next session you guys could, like, get into more of a happy brain space? OK cool,' said Anoushka, clicking her paws so that Tamara could bring her another cup of organic dingleberry tea. Ted stormed off in a huff, and Willow followed him. 'Oi! Where are you going?' said Willow. Ted turned around and shrugged, pretending to be tough and cool again. 'I'll probably go and hang with Rufus and Nance down at the boat,' he said. Willow screwed her face up and grizzled. 'Oh well, good for you,' she hissed. 'How very cosy.' 'Stop being jealous!' said Ted. 'It's getting boring. It's not my fault my brother and sister are GREAT.' 'Oh, whatever!' said Willow. 'You're the boring one. You've become even moooore boring, if that was even possible. Boring boring boring!' And she stuck her tongue out at Ted and blew a raspberry. 'You're rude and stupid!' shouted Ted. 'And you're a dull old dunderhead!' screamed Willow. 'I don't wanna be your friend any more!' shouted Ted. Willow was startled for a moment. Then she looked furious.

“管它呢。”威洛生气地摇着屁股说。 “AWOOGA !”在课程结束时，阿努什卡示意他们靠近她。 “就像,伙计们。有什么问题吗？“不，阿努什卡，”特德咕哝着说。 “不，阿努什卡，”威罗皱着眉头说。 “这很好。“好的，太好了。”也许下一节课你们可以，进入更快乐的大脑空间？ “好吧，酷。”阿努什卡说着，用爪子咔哒咔哒地叫着塔玛拉再给她端来一杯有机丁果茶。 泰德气冲冲地走了，威罗也跟着走了。 “Oi !你要去哪里？威罗说。 泰德转过身，耸了耸肩，又装出一副强硬和冷静的样子。 “我可能会和鲁弗斯和南希一起去船上玩，”他说。 威洛皱起了脸，头发花白了。 “哦，好吧，对你有好处，”她嘶嘶地说。 “真舒服。“别吃醋了！”泰德说。 “越来越无聊了。这不是我的错，我的哥哥和妹妹都很好。“啊，管它呢！”威罗说。 “你才是那个无聊的人。如果可能的话，你已经变得更加无趣了。 无聊无聊无聊！”她朝泰德伸出舌头，然后吹了声覆盆子。 “你既粗鲁又愚蠢！”泰德喊道。 “你是个又老又笨的笨蛋！”威罗尖叫道。 “我不想再做你的朋友了！”泰德喊道。 威洛吓了一跳。 然后她看起来很生气。

'Well, I don't wanna be your friend any more either,' she said. 'Goodbye!' 'Fine! So… what will you do then?' asked Ted, pretending not to be bothered. Willow had no plans whatsoever. She had to think fast. 'I'll probably hang out here with the guys,' she said, waving her paw towards a couple of random moles she'd never seen before. Then she spotted Anoushka sitting delicately on her beanbag. 'Ah! Actually, I'm gonna to hang out with Anoushka. Or Noushki, as I call her. Yeah, that's right.' 'Really?' yelped Ted. 'Since when were you two friends?' 'Since always, actually,' said Willow, putting her paws on her hips. 'Prove it,' said Ted, his eyes narrowing. 'Fine!' snapped Willow. 'I WILL.' She lolloped over to where Anoushka was sitting. 'Erm, hi Anoushka,' she mumbled. Anoushka opened her eyes and looked Willow up and down. 'Hey, bunny. Great job today! Can I help you?' 'Yeah, it's a bit of a weird one actually,' said Willow, desperately hoping Ted couldn't hear her. 'It's just, I was wondering… um. Do you want to be friends?' Anoushka looked confused. 'Me? Friends? With you?' she said. Willow nodded eagerly. Anoushka took a sip of tea and examined Willow. 'Tell me,' asked Anoushka. 'Are you, like, one of my fans? Like, are you what they call a Wisper?'

“好吧，我也不想再做你的朋友了，”她说。 “再见!”“好啊!那你打算怎么做？泰德问，假装毫不在意。 威洛没有任何计划。 她必须快速思考。“我可能会和朋友们一起在这里闲逛，”她说着，用爪子指着几颗她以前从未见过的痣。 然后她看见阿努什卡小心翼翼地坐在她的豆袋上。 “啊!事实上，我要和阿努什卡一起出去玩。 我叫她努什基。 是的，没错。“真的吗?泰德叫道。 “你们俩什么时候成了朋友？”“其实一直都是，”威罗说着，把爪子放在屁股上。 “证明给我看。”泰德说，眼睛眯了起来。 “好!威洛厉声说。“我会的。”她快步走到阿努什卡坐着的地方。 “嗯，你好，阿努什卡。” 阿努什卡睁开眼睛，上下打量着威洛。 “嘿,小兔子。今天干得好！我能帮你吗？“是啊，其实有点怪。”威洛说，她拼命地希望泰德听不见她说的话。 “只是，我在想……嗯…… 你想做朋友吗？”阿努什卡显得很困惑。 “我?朋友吗?与你吗?她说。 威洛急切地点了点头。阿努什卡喝了一口茶，打量着威洛。 “告诉我，”阿努什卡问道。 “你是我的粉丝吗？” 比如说，你就是他们所说的窃窃私语者吗？”

Willow took a deep breath. She may as well tell her the truth. 'Nope,' she said. 'I'm not a fan. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that I really dislike your music. It's dull and boring, you can't dance to it and I can't even hear what you're singing because you use this funny whispery voice which makes it sound like you're crying in the shower and—' Anoushka held up her paw. 'Woah, woah, OK. I get the picture.' Then… Anoushka smiled. And this was a real smile. A proper grin, one that Willow had never seen on Anoushka's face before. 'Sure,' said Anoushka, after a while. 'I'll be your friend. Why not?' Willow punched the air. Ted saw the air-punch and frowned. 'Wow. Willow really is friends with Anoushka. That's so weird. She's not even a fan!' And he felt a pang of jealousy in his tummy. He adjusted his sunglasses and stomped back to the boat. Wiggy was exhausted. The Jeep puttered up the hill for what must have been the thirtieth journey that day, delivering more sticks. There was now a pretty big pile of them, so high they almost reached Wiggy's head. Frank, meanwhile, had flown up to Pamela and Sharon's nest at the top of the tower. It was nestled high up between the thick steel bars and buzzing black cables and wasn't a normal bird's nest by any stretch. It looked

威洛深吸了一口气。 她不妨告诉她真相。 “不，”她说。“我不是粉丝。 事实上，我甚至要说我真的不喜欢你的音乐。 这首歌枯燥乏味，你不能跟着它跳舞，我甚至听不到你在唱什么，因为你用这种奇怪的耳语声，听起来就像你在洗澡时哭泣，而且——”Anoushka举起了她的爪子。 “哇，哇，好吧。我明白了。”然后，阿努什卡笑了。 这是一个真正的微笑。 一个恰当的笑容，一个威洛以前从未在阿努什卡脸上看到过的笑容。 “当然，”过了一会儿，阿努什卡说。 “我愿意做你的朋友。为什么不呢?”威洛挥舞着拳头。 泰德看到了气拳，皱起了眉头。 “哇。薇罗真的是阿努什卡的朋友。 这太奇怪了。她甚至都不是粉丝！”他感到肚子里一阵嫉妒。 他调整好墨镜，跺着脚回到船上。 威吉筋疲力尽了。吉普车吃力地向山上爬去，这一定是那天的第三十趟旅程，运送了更多的树枝。 现在堆成了一大堆，高得几乎快到威吉的头了。 与此同时，弗兰克已经飞到帕梅拉和莎伦在塔顶的巢里。 它坐落在厚厚的钢筋和嗡嗡作响的黑色电缆之间，从任何角度来看都不是一个普通的鸟巢。 它看起来

more like a junk shop full of old broken televisions, computers and electronics. He looked down at the scrappy pile of wood Sharon and Wiggy had collected and bobbed his head, owlishly. 'What tomfoolery is this crow up to?' he said to himself. Just then, one of the many speakers lying around crackled into life. 'SQUUAAAWK! COME IN, COME IN? DO YOU READ ME? OVER.' Frank was startled. He glared at the black box that was screaming at him and tentatively pressed a button with one of his talons. 'Erm… hello?' he said. 'SQUUAAAWK! DO YOU READ ME? OVER.' 'Erm… yes. Over,' said Frank. 'Pamela? Is that you?' 'SQUUAAAAAWK. YES. THE CROW. WHERE IS THE CROW?' 'She's collecting sticks! Pamela, where are you? I really think Sharon needs you back now.'

更像是一个堆满旧电视机、电脑和电子产品的旧货商店。 他低头看着沙伦和威吉捡来的那堆乱糟糟的木头，像只猫头鹰似地摇了摇头。 “这只乌鸦在做什么蠢事？”他自言自语道。 就在这时，躺在周围的众多扬声器中，有一个噼里啪啦地响了起来。 “SQUUAAAWK !进来，进来？ 你听到了吗？结束了。”弗兰克吓了一跳。 他瞪着向他尖叫的黑盒子，试探地用一只爪子按下了一个按钮。 “嗯……喂?他说。“SQUUAAAWK !你听到了吗？ 结束了。“嗯……是的。”“完了，”弗兰克说。 帕梅拉?是你吗？“SQUUAAAAAWK。 是。乌鸦。乌鸦在哪里？“她在收集树枝！”帕梅拉，你在哪里？ 我真的认为莎伦现在需要你回来。”

'TELL HER SHE NEEDS MORE STICKS!' bellowed Pamela through the speaker. 'MORE! MORE! MO—' And then the speaker went dead. Frank swooped down and perched on Wiggy's Jeep. 'Guys,' he said. 'Stop doing stick things for a moment, would you?' Sharon looked up at Frank, and Wiggy flopped on his back. 'Oh yes… thank goodness… so tired,' he panted. 'I just heard Pamela on the walkie-talkie,' said Frank. Sharon's eyes shone. 'She heard me!' she said. 'Is she coming back?' Frank shrugged. 'I think so. It was hard to tell. She did say something about needing more sticks though…' Sharon sighed and looked at the pile. 'We are not going to have enough sticks,' she said quietly. 'We need so many more. Also, rope and cloth. It will not be done. It cannot be done!' She flopped down to the ground and wailed. 'I cannot build it! My mojo will never return! The party is over!' Frank frowned and looked at Wiggy. 'Do you know what it is she's actually building?' he whispered. 'No idea!' hissed Wiggy. 'But it seems very important. She keeps on muttering about a Raving Raven. And a dance. It's all a bit beyond me to be honest.' Frank nodded. His steely heart broke seeing Sharon look so glum.

“告诉她，她需要更多的棍子！”帕梅拉通过扩音器吼道。 “多!更多!然后演讲者就死了。 弗兰克俯冲下来，坐在威基的吉普车上。 “伙计们，”他说。“你能不能别再用棍子玩了？”沙伦抬头看着弗兰克，威吉扑通一声仰面朝天。 “哦，是的……谢天谢地……太累了，”他喘着气说。 “我刚从对讲机里听到帕梅拉的声音，”弗兰克说。 沙伦的眼睛闪闪发光。“她听见了！”她说。 “她回来了吗？”弗兰克耸了耸肩。 “我想是的。这很难说。 不过她确实说过需要更多的木棍……”沙伦叹了口气，看着那堆木棍。 “我们没有足够的棍子，”她平静地说。 “我们需要更多。还有绳子和布。 这是做不到的。这是办不到的！”她扑通一声倒在地上嚎啕大哭。 “我造不出来！”我的魔力再也回不来了！晚会结束了！”弗兰克皱起眉头，看着威吉。 “你知道她实际上在造什么吗？”他低声说。 “不知道!”威吉嘶嘶地说。“但这似乎很重要。 她一直嘟囔着有一只乌鸦。 还有跳舞。老实说，这一切对我来说有点难以接受。”弗兰克点了点头。 看到沙伦愁眉苦脸，他铁石心肠的心都碎了。