Malcomb
Malcomb leaned into the bowl to see the shiny thing better. splash! malcomb fell into the bowl. it tipped over, and water spilled all over everywhere. the bowl rolled off of the table and crashed to the floor.
Chapter 10: Cleansing and the Celebration of Life (Part I)
A bowl of steaming rice, a bowl of vegetables and chicken douced in thick meaty, tangy, sauce, a rather large bowl of thick, doughy noodles, and a big bowl of scrambled eggs, fried potatoes, and chopped up tritip mixed with peas and carrots.
Part 12 Ambushed Again
Then he got an idea of using roots off of trees to make big bowls. he used his earth powers to take the roots out and make a bowl shape. at first it did not work one of them looked like a pretzel.
Changed Fates: Crola - Chapter 3
Crola looked and saw a bowl connected to a metal post, which was attached to the ground and was also connected to the bowl he was sleeping on. crola then looked at his body, which was purple and long.
Project Pandora
He continues to stare at the bowl of soup, looking mindlessly at the pre-packaged content swirling around in the mixture.
Ragnarok - IX
"go fetch," she said, "a willow switch, no longer than the space between your finger and your thumb, peel back the bark, and then fill full your bowl at yonder stream. come swiftly back to me, and go with wariness.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Six
A climbing wall with half the pegs missing, bowling lanes, squares in the faded carpet where arcade games had once stood. and above everything else, laughter. i could smell it.
Lament of the Moon: S&H - Ch.02: Friendly Unknown - Ep.03
Hazard placed the bowls on the coffee table and sat next to the kirin, handing her a couple of glued chopsticks to eat the noodles with.
Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 2)
Sam was eating a bowl of cereal at the kitchen counter. she was wearing baggy, olive drab, snow pants and a rust orange tank top base layer. jen sat down next to her and poured herself a bowl of raisin bran.
The Gift (Part 2)
Another robotic hand emerged and grabbed the hyena tightly by his blue hair, forcing his head close to the bowl so he could fully see and smell his fate.
As Time Slowly Fades (Chapter 1: So this is it huh?)
Little crimson blossoms lay spread in a haphazard way around the small bowl. sighing and leaning back, the 20 year old cheetah stared at the mirror in front of him, his own emerald green eyes gazing back at him.
The Royal Treatment
One held the bowl aloft while the other deposited a steady stream of grapes into his eager maw. the rest of them got to work with the towels.