Team Valiant Arc 9 Chapter 8: Snatch & Grab
Koa, following caulin's example, knelt beside him, and began picking up the pieces of pickled beets that had scattered across the floor.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 36)
Wedged between the strange jars of pickled somethings and dusty boxes of whatever was a discreet entrance to a back room, partially obscured by heavy strips of dark rubber flaps.
Dementia
"if sus is liking pickles, i have a decent pecker for the pucker." he laughed running the metal key to his seam holding his bike jacket snug against his bare body.
Little Wolf, Big Ordeal CH. 5 & 6
'you looked like you were in a bit of a pickle down there. how are you doing now?' two bald eagles stood in the nest with him. they were enormous, full-grown birds with sharp beaks and sharper eyes.
Divine: The Old Gods - 4
"i've made enough quick jumps out of a pickle to know this one went smooth enough." "that's good," rem nodded and turned to face teth just in time to see the fist coming at him. it was odd. time seemed to slow down for rem.
An Unknown Under Tale - Prologue
"well, golly, you sure seem like you're in a pickle." the boy picked his head up and looked around. he strained his ocean-blue eyes into the surrounding darkness. "who's there?" he called out.
Brave New Realm: Diggy Diggy Hole
A glance towards pickle showed that the monk had gotten into some of the 'snow' that jynx had lifted from narzire.
Beth
Nothing smells bad, just different, and he ends up pulling out an assortment he would never have ate together before; peanut butter, pickles and boiled eggs... yum. he sits down, wolfing [dogging?] everything down, spooning the peanut butter last.
Of Equines and Man
With that i walk over to the kitchen area where in the fridge was several jars of pickled fish, mustard, regular pickles, and other long-haul refrigerated goods.
Adventuring is Safe and Fun
So, good bye, and if you're in a real pickle i'll see you later on. gonna be a mild day at least!" he chortled, even as she shot a rage filled stare at him and struggled afresh. he was already walking off. headed onward to wherever he was going.
Foot in the Door
One spoiled jar of pickles. nothing else. overturned dining chair on the floor. do people really live like this? my fingers hover inches above everything as i make sure not to touch anything i don't have to.
A Pocketful of Bombs
#4 of a thousand megatons of love a pocketful of bombs well, i really found myself in a pickle this time, salty vinegar juice and all.