Alphys Höek CHAPTER 6
Alphys whispered maliciously as she began to slowly creep towards mettaton, with her hands clenched into menacing claws.
Cries to the Moon: Instincts
She whispered as the thunder rumbled once more.
The Clockwork Falcon - part 16: an Unlikely Rescue
An' i even gotta' plan for us to make scarce once we breathin' fresh," he whispered as he started to lead jim out.
The Friendly City
"sorry," he whispered. she smiled. "no problem," she whispered.
Ignorance Was Bliss (The Kirren Experiment)
The man whispered as he pulled the trigger. as the dart pierced kirren's gut the man looked slightly disappointed. kirren fell limp in the other men's arms managing a weak realization. "you're..." he whispered as the darkness claimed him.
Seventeenth Straight Sheridan Spring Spaghetti Social
"watched pots," field whispered. smiling shyly. she turned to look at him. "no?" she whispered back. "have you ever tested it out?" "not really ... pot-watching isn't, you know, one of my ... spectator sports." a pause.
Everwinter Ch34: Benefits of Reuse
"wrong," i whispered, and nipped his neck to make him jump in surprise.
Dearest Husky Ch. 5
Nik peeked over the couch looking down whispering to spike, "you okay... need me to get you a glass of water or something?"
Getting Ready for Church
Equally whispered. though maybe more fragile, coming from him. he, the mouse, the wispy, delicate one. needing so much care. so much nudging. but she was strong-willed. was a caretaker.
Victory for the Romantic Muse
I just had to be sure," she whispered, "before i told you." "told me ... what," the meadow mouse whispered, very quietly, eyes locking with hers. "my heat was supposed to begin two days ago ... i missed it."
The Art of Mingling
Just a small number, but ... it happens," the field mouse whispered. "i just wanted to warn you. so you can stay aware." "thank you," deering whispered, barely audible, voice wispy, airy. and a bit nervous. more than a bit.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 87
Ander whispered, not even sure who he was whispering to anymore, hezzi, or himself. tears ran down his cheeks and over his cuts and scratches, burning like salt.