[The squeak that comes from the Cubone that Jack nearly steps on is unmistakeably a child's voice. In jumping out of the way, he trips over his tail and falls, hard, his bone club flying out of his hands and skittering across the floor. He clutches his skull helmet in his paws with a small, overstimulated noise, giving up and sitting down miserably.]
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[The squeak that comes from the Cubone that Jack nearly steps on is unmistakeably a child's voice. In jumping out of the way, he trips over his tail and falls, hard, his bone club flying out of his hands and skittering across the floor. He clutches his skull helmet in his paws with a small, overstimulated noise, giving up and sitting down miserably.]