"Hook it!" Jack said. He was pushing against Rob, which was making it difficult for Rob to control the hook. "Back off!" Rob said and gave Jack an elbow in the stomach. "Ouch!" Jack said moving away. Rob ignored him, concentrating instead on getting the metal hook over the small fish. "Got it!" he said, moving the lever and dropping the plastic fish into the bucket!" "Yes!" Jack shouted, forgetting the injury. "Can I have the tiger?" Rob nodded. "The tiger, please," he said to the man behind the stand. The man, thin as wire, spat on the floor before reaching behind him and grabbing a small tiger from the stash of cuddly toys behind him. "Congratulations, kid," he gruffed.
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