A Coyote's Daydreams [ Chapter 1 ]
I reached above my head and opened the cabinet, reaching in and pulling out a medium-sized, plain grey coffee mug. after filling my mug with warm coffee and taking a much-enjoyed sip from it, i was quite awake.
Stuck Together Christmas "Special"
The bull met his feline host's gaze, taking a hand off of his mug to raise it in a brief greeting.
Morning Cup (Poetry)
You poured a morning cup and i knew it was the one, because you woke the morning up with your passion and your love.
Chapter Four: Home At Last
He shuffled over to the pot, grabbed a mug, and poured himself a cup of the caffeinated beverage. after adding a spoonful of sugar, he grasped the mug with both hands and took a slow sip.
The Guard Post
"but i also know that you can use other things than a cup." "oh shut up, everything is locked at the base so i can't fetch a cup from the cafetaria." "i didn't say you had to search for an alternative cup, just an alternative." i suggested.
5. You're Probably High
_he set the cup back down and shook some of the water off his hand. the remaining liquid would cool quickly enough now.
Coon Fandango 4: Just another day.
The coyote takes another sip of her cup, then holds it out. "add a little more milk." then, as soon as he complies, she adds, "and pour yourself a cup, too." "thank you, mistress," he responds cautiously.
Warm Up - 10 | Company
They sat on a nice bench made of steel-textured wood, both of them with a cup of clear coffee in metal cups. one of them was ricky, unsure, anxious, and looking for anywhere to unwind. the other?
Favors Requested (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the badger replied with a gurgling of gratitude, suffering no sharp interruptions to emptying his mug.
Is it 101 or 102 Dalmatians ? Part eins or part one
It might be the water pipes in the floor they are getting old " said anita patting his shoulder " come on let's have a cup of tea" she said "great that all the british say don't worry have a cup of tea hilter invaded poland have a cup of tea" moad rodger
Streets of His City | Chapter 3
He took a small sip from his mug and wrinkled his nose. he didn't cringe as visibly as rivard had, but it was clear that he wasn't very fond of his ale either.
Not I: Murderous Mares / Betrayed
Rarity's prized and expensive tea set is missing a cup, the cup found on scene... i wish it wasn't so... but yes, they are all guilty." "what are we going to do? there hasn't been a murder in equestria for several hundred years."