雙語(yǔ)讀電影 《超能陸戰(zhàn)隊(duì)》第12章 : 剛剛那是什么聲音？

Chapter 12
Outside, Hiro and Baymax were slowly making their way down the street. “I’ve got to get you home to your charging station,” Hiro said. “Can you walk?”
Baymax took another step and plopped down on his butt. “I will scan you now,” he slurred. “Scan complete. Health care!” Baymax shouted, waving a partially deflated arm.
“Sure, buddy. We’re almost there,” Hiro said, keeping the woozy robot moving. Finally, the Lucky Cat Café was in sight.
As Hiro struggled to get Baymax into the house, he said, “Okay, if my aunt asks, we were at school all day. Got it?”
“We jumped out a window,” Baymax said.
“No!” Hiro responded. “Quiet! Shhh.”
“Shhh. We jumped out a window,” Baymax repeated, his voice quieter as Hiro guided him up the stairs inside the house. But the robot missed a step and fell on his forehead with a thud.
“We can’t say things like that around Aunt Cass!” Hiro reprimanded him.
Aunt Cass yelled, “Hiro? You home, sweetie?” She leaned over the kitchen counter. From her angle, she could only see Hiro’s face at the top of the stairs.
Hiro froze. “Uh, that’s right.”
“I thought I heard you. Look at my little college man!” she said. “Oh, I can’t wait to hear all about it! Oh, and wings are almost ready!” She returned to the stove, and Baymax stuck his head around the corner.
“Wiiiings!” Baymax said excitedly.
“Will you be quiet?” Hiro whispered, pushing him up the second set of stairs, toward his and Tadashi’s room.
“Yeah! Wiiiings! Get ready to get your face melted!” Aunt Cass said. She placed a platter of red-hot chicken wings on the table. “Now, sit down and tell me everything!” But Hiro was already halfway to his room.
“Uh, the thing is,” Hiro called to her, “since I registered so late, I’ve got a lot of school stuff to catch up on.”
Aunt Cass heard a loud thump and looked toward Hiro’s door. “What was that?” she asked.
“Mochi, that darn cat!” Hiro said, shaking his fist, hoping the cat wasn’t in the kitchen.
Aunt Cass sighed. “Well, at least take a plate for the road, okay?”
Hiro dashed into the kitchen and grabbed a plate of wings. “Thanks for understanding,” he told her, then rushed into his room and closed the door.
Baymax was sitting on the floor, cuddling the cat and mumbling, “Hairy baby, hairrry baby.”
Hiro rolled his eyes and pushed Baymax over to his charger. He kept babbling, “Hello. I’m health care. Your personal Baymax companion.”
“One foot in front of the other,” Hiro guided him.
With Baymax in place, Hiro fell back onto his bed and finally took a breath.
He was so confused. What were all his microbots doing in a warehouse? And what was he supposed to do with this big white robot? “This doesn’t make any sense,” Hiro said.
As Baymax slowly powered back up, he could feel Hiro’s distress. Baymax’s blurry vision quickly snapped into focus. He scanned the room. Then, standing tall, he said, “Tadashi.”