2 Hungry Kids and Guinea Pigs

2 Hungry Kids and Guinea Pigs

两个饿肚子的小家伙和几只豚鼠

Bump, bump, bump. Blue rides their bike over the cobblestone streets. "Ouch, ouch, ouch," says Gully. "Why don't you just fly?" Blue asks. "I like seeing everything and everyone in town up close," Gully explains. "It might be bumpier, but I prefer this view to the overhead version." Blue understands. They love the winding streets of Shellville. They love the buildings, each with a brightly colored door—red, blue, yellow, green, pink, and every shade in between. In the mornings, the misty fog still hangs in the air. Their village looks like an enchanted town from a fairy tale, the kind Mama Moon reads to Blue before bed. Spinnakers" Café has pink doors decorated with wreaths of seashells. There's already a line of hungry, sleepy-looking customers waiting outside.

哐当，哐当，哐当。 布鲁骑着自行车穿过鹅卵石街道。 “哎哟，哎哟，哎哟，”加利说道。 “你干嘛不直接飞过去呀？” 布鲁问。 “我喜欢近距离看清镇上的所有风景和每个人呀。”加利解释道。 “路可能颠簸了点，但和从天上往下看的景色比，我更喜欢这个视角的。” 布鲁明白了。 他们超喜欢谢尔维尔那弯弯曲曲的街道。 他们爱这里的每一栋建筑，每栋楼都有一扇色彩鲜亮的门——红的、蓝的、黄的、绿的、粉的，各种中间色调都有。 清晨的时候，朦胧的雾气还飘在空气里。 他们的村子看起来就像童话里的魔法小镇，就是月亮妈妈睡前给布鲁读的故事里的那种。 “大三角帆咖啡馆”的门是粉色的，装饰着贝壳做的花环。 门外已经排了一队肚子饿、看起来还没睡醒的客人在等着了。

Blue coasts to a stop and flips down their kickstand. They lift the delivery basket off the back of their bicycle and look at Gully. "Ready?" "Ready," he says. Inside, the café smells like fresh coffee and buttery toast and crispy bacon and spicy home fries. It makes Blue's and Gully's mouths water. The café is busy with customers. The friendly waitstaff take orders, fill drinks, and serve all the delicious food. Blue brings the basket into the kitchen. "Good morning!" they say, setting it down on the counter. "Blue!" says Mr. Cliff. He flips pancakes with one hand and sprinkles chives on an omelet with the other. His last name is Spinnaker, and his husband's last name is Spinnaker, too, so everyone in town calls them by their first names.

布鲁滑行着停下来，踢下了自行车的脚撑。 他们把车后座的配送篮提下来，看向加利。 “准备好了吗？” “准备好了。”他说。 一进到店里，咖啡馆里就飘着现磨咖啡、黄油吐司、脆培根和辣香家常薯的味道。 这味道让布鲁和加利都馋得流口水。 咖啡馆里客人很多，热热闹闹的。 友善的服务员们忙着点单、添饮品，还端上各种好吃的食物。 布鲁提着篮子走进厨房。 “早上好呀！” 他们一边说，一边把篮子放在操作台上。 “布鲁！”克利夫先生喊道。 他一只手翻着煎饼，另一只手往欧姆蛋上撒细香葱。 他姓斯宾纳克，他丈夫也姓斯宾纳克，所以镇上的人都喊他们的名字。

"Here are the chowder potpies, just as you ordered," Blue says. "Ah, thank Mama Moon for us. And slip them in the fridge, would you?" Mr. Cliff asks. "My hands are a bit occupied at the moment." "We're definitely busy today," says Mr. Derrick, poking his head in. It's his job to welcome guests and show them to their tables. "Just wanted to give you a heads-up—Ms. Crabbe has arrived."

“这是您订的杂烩 pot pie，都给您带来啦。”布鲁说。 “啊，替我们谢谢月亮妈妈。 你把它们放进冰箱里，好不好？” 克利夫先生问道。 “我这会儿手腾不开呢。” “我们今天可真的忙坏了。”德里克先生探进头来说道。 他的工作就是迎接客人，领他们到对应的桌子就座。 “就是来提前跟你们说一声——克拉布女士来了。”

Both Spinnakers take a deep breath. "Ms. Crabbe who owns the Nautilus Inn?" Blue asks. Mr. Derrick nods. "I didn't think she'd want to be caught eating here," he says. "She'd never admit it, but we're the inn's biggest competition." "She's heard about my home fries," Mr. Cliff says with a smile. "I think she keeps coming here to steal my recipe." "Well, let her try," Mr. Derrick says. "She wants lobster benedict—with extra home fries?" asks Mr. Cliff, pulling out a fresh carton of eggs. "As always," says Mr. Derrick. He peeks back into the dining room. "Uh-oh, looks like she already needs a refill on her coffee. Nice to see you, Blue— and you, too, Gully!"

两个斯宾纳克先生都深吸了一口气。 “是开鹦鹉螺旅馆的那个克拉布女士吗？” 布鲁问道。 德里克先生点了点头。 “我还以为她不会愿意被人发现在这儿吃饭呢。”他说。 “她嘴上肯定不会承认，但我们可是她家旅馆最大的竞争对手。” “她是听说了我做的家常薯好吃。”克利夫先生笑着说。 “我觉得她总来这儿就是想偷我的食谱呢。” “害，让她试呗。”德里克先生说。 “她要班尼迪克龙虾蛋——还要多加份家常薯对吧？”克利夫先生一边问，一边掏出一盒新鲜鸡蛋。 “和往常一样。”德里克先生说。 他探头往餐厅里瞅了瞅。 “哎哟，她好像已经要续咖啡了。 很高兴见到你，布鲁——还有你，加利！”

On his way out, he tosses the seagull a scrap of buttery toast. "Same," says Gully, gulping it down in just a few bites. Blue puts the potpies in the fridge. "Where's Jib?" they ask. "Uh, back porch, I think—with Barnacle," says Mr. Cliff, who's now focused on the sauce he's making. Blue slips away to the back porch. "Any hungry kids and guinea pigs out here?" Blue asks. They hold up a waxed paper bag, which holds a raspberry sandbar. The raspberry sandbar is usually met by a cheer from the Spinnakers" son, Jib, since it's his very favorite treat. But today, he barely smiles.

往外走的时候，他扔给这只海鸥一块黄油吐司碎。 “太好吃啦。”加利说，几口就把吐司碎吞下去了。 布鲁把pot pie都放进了冰箱。 “吉布在哪儿呀？” 他们问道。 “呃，在后院门廊吧我想——和巴纳克尔在一起。”克利夫先生说，他这会儿正专心熬他正在做的酱汁。 布鲁悄悄溜到了后院门廊。 “这儿有没有饿肚子的小朋友和豚鼠呀？” 布鲁问道。 他们举着一个蜡纸袋，里面装着一块覆盆子沙糕。 往常斯宾纳克夫妇的儿子吉布看到覆盆子沙糕都会欢呼起来，因为这可是他最爱的点心。 可今天，他几乎都没笑。