Making a Pet
"i thought you wanted a boy, pumpkin." "i like this one! she wears panties and her butt smells like strawberries!"
Found (Chapter 19)
"i mean, uncle yuri was playin' with princess callibrie over by the pumpkin patch," lily explained.
Chapter Nine
** **me: anything for you pumpkin. i gotta go we're finally going to work on my essays.** **merissa: oh thank god, you can write to save your life! i'll see you later :\*** avi and i go back upstairs and prepare to get started working on my diction.
Chapter four
It's an ingot of uranium-235, being tested against an artificial species of pumpkin." it was true. the scientist reached for a scalpel and scraped an almost imperceptible cut of pumpkin flesh across the blade, smearing it against a petri dish.
Silver Buckets-Draft
._ _i yelped as i felt out at the sides of my prison, entombed inside him i realized that the stomach cavity was shaped not some simple organic blob, not some random space casually constructed, oh no..it was a exact replica of the inside of a pumpkin
Sweet Lure
Rancis seemed to taste like reeses while gloyd had the taste of more of the pumpkin candy then the candy corn. "i will remember thisth" he laughs.
Cul-de-Sac
Her skin was pale and wrinkled like a moldy pumpkin, with discolored spots and sagging jowls. her scowling eyes were dark and shiny as she sized them up.
Lonely Oak Chapter 27
Once all was quiet, she wrote several words on the board: pumpkin, tomato, february... the students began shouting words out and she looked back, smiling.
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:6
"still trying to make the best pumpkin pie possible huh ma?" vernon asked. "there's always room for improvement puppy." audrey tutted. "i'm thinking next year i'm going to make pumpkin pie ice cream for the festival too. i think that'll go over swell."
The new Dinosaur (part 14)
He started charging at me and i started running back towards the indominus enclosure he might only be a runt and only be a year old, but he could beat my head open like it was a pumpkin!
Lonely Oak Chapter 8
On the floor were newspapers, spread out like he was getting ready to carve a pumpkin.
Painful Solitude Ch.3
His mother had baked pumpkin cookies, under the impression that zane was staying over, and the house held the fresh aroma of baking. when the doorbell rang, alex pulled the front door open, a smile plastered to his face.