8 Awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga!

CHAPTER EIGHT Awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga! I'm really not sure about these chapter titles, you know. Then why don't you change them?

第八章Awooga Awooga Awooga Awooga Awooga ！我真的不确定这些章节的标题是什么。 那你为什么不改呢？

Oh no, not you again. For the last time, this book doesn't need another woodlouse! Well, that may be the case. But do you neea another woodlouse? What on earth do you mean? Don't you ever get lonely sometimes? Oh! Erm. Crikey.

哦，不，又是你。我再说最后一遍，这本书不需要再添一个木头人了！嗯，也许是这样。 但你还需要一个木虱吗？ 你到底是什么意思？ 你有时会感到孤独吗？ 哦!嗯。哎呀!。

Even though no big matches were coming up, most of the Grimwood treebonk team had gathered for afternoon practice. Nancy, a natural treebonker, was team captain. 'Come on, Ginger, get your head in the game!' she scolded, gently thwacking the squirrel's helmet. 'Sorry, captain,' said Ginger, quietly putting down a packet of cheesy snackos. 'Right, let's go again. On the count of three, OK? One… two… 'TREEEEEBONK!' At least a dozen squirrels launched themselves into the air and started boinging from tree to tree. 'Noooooo!' cried one of them, as they missed a branch by millimetres and landed with a THUNK on the ground. Two more squirrels collided in midair, their heads clonking together like coconut shells.

尽管没有什么重大比赛，格里姆伍德树桩队的大部分队员都聚集在一起进行下午的训练。 南希是个天生的树痴，是队长。 “来吧，金吉，把注意力放在比赛上！”她骂着，轻轻地拍打着松鼠的头盔。 “对不起，船长，”金格说着，轻轻地放下一包奶酪点心。 “好吧，我们再来一次。我数到三，好吗？ 一……二……“树邦！”至少有十几只松鼠飞到空中，开始在树上跳来跳去。 “Noooooo !其中一个人喊道，因为他们差几毫米就撞上了一根树枝，砰的一声落在地上。 又有两只松鼠在半空中相撞，它们的头像椰子壳一样碰撞在一起。

Rufus pulled a pained face every time a squirrel hit the ground. 'I can't get used to how violent this game is,' he said, wincing. 'That's why Nancy likes it,' mumbled Ted. He was still feeling jittery after his fight with Willow. His tummy felt all wibbly and his head felt like it was full of cotton wool. He'd always hated fights and shouting. Rufus nudged his little brother. 'Hey, the bunny will calm down, Ted,' he said, softly. 'Don't worry, mate.' Ted sniffed and wiped his eyes. 'I still don't know what I did wrong,' he said, a little huffily. 'Well, it seems Willow is a bit sensitive about where she lives,' said Rufus. 'It's nice she feels so at home with you guys. I can't blame her.' They watched Nancy bounce perfectly from the bough of a sycamore tree and fling three squirrels in a row to the ground. She was well tough. Ted sometimes wished he could be as tough as her. Nothing much seemed to bother Nancy. He sat up straighter and frowned a little. 'Well, whatever,' he said. 'Willow can do what she likes. I don't even need a best friend, do I? Not now I've got you… and Nancy too, of course?'

每次有松鼠掉到地上，鲁弗斯都会摆出一副痛苦的表情。 他皱着眉头说，我不习惯这个游戏这么暴力。 “这就是南希喜欢它的原因，”特德咕哝着说。 和威洛打架之后，他仍然感到紧张不安。 他的肚子抖个不停，他的头好像满是棉絮。 他一向讨厌打架和大喊大叫。 鲁弗斯推了推他的弟弟。 “嘿，小兔子会冷静下来的，泰德，”他轻声说。 “别担心，伙计。”泰德吸了吸鼻子，擦了擦眼睛。 “我还是不知道我哪里做错了，”他有点恼火地说。 “嗯，看来薇罗对她住的地方有点敏感，”鲁弗斯说。 “她和你们在一起感觉很自在，这很好。 我不能怪她。”他们看着南希从一棵梧桐树的树枝上完美地弹跳起来，一连把三只松鼠扔到地上。 她很坚强。泰德有时希望自己能像她一样坚强。 似乎没有什么事使南希烦恼。 他坐直了身子，皱了皱眉。 “好吧，管它呢，”他说。 “威洛可以做她喜欢做的事。 我甚至不需要最好的朋友，对吧？ 现在我有了你……当然还有南希，不是吗？”