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Closed The Sound's Specimens II

"Grab my flute case, Kay." Declan said, gritting his teeth.

Kay dashed out of the wreckage. The flute case was sitting on the dirt road. Using her tail, Kay grabbed the case and dashed back to Declan.

He painfully opened it up. There was a cloth in there. This was his newest flute, so he hadn't used the cloth to clean it yet. He pulled the glass out of his skin. It started to bleed more. He wrapped the cloth around his injury.

"Hope it'll work until I can get to a hospital." he sighed.
 
Was this Wurmple an idiot? No, wait, Tyblia knew the answer already. Everyone was an idiot.

The Cubone's frown deepened further, under her skullhelmet, as she continued to lividly glare at the Bug-type. Deciding that action was required, Tyblia reached for her club.

The bone which met the Cubone's paw, however, didn't seem to be hers. It was far too large to be, and the end was misshapen and knobbly. Now that she looked, her skin was gray, too...

"Hey, bug, do you know what happened to me? This isn't my club."
 
Abruptly stopping his licking, Nathan jerked his head up when he heard the Pidgeot crash into something. Strange, she looked..angry over something.

Maybe something did happen to us. I certianly wasn't this plae last time I checked...
 
V felt a stabbing pain in his neck and yelped, but after a few moments, the pain died away, and V sighed. He tried to turn, but was unsuccessful, so he lay where he was, and said, "Thank you, but I just need to get on my feet."
 
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