"The Gift": Edward's Storyline, Ch 4, Part 5
Dinner is eaten and complete; dishes were brought back to the kitchen; opinions of the food were provided. what's next, you ask? obviously some getting-to-know-you time with the spirits.
A Spare in the Trunk: Part VI
He collected up the dirty dishes and went to clean up. “you don't know. i've done a lot of stupid shit. i guess i'm pretty lucky to have a friend like her." “then why do you look so sad?" she brushed her claw against him.
SY 09 - Dinner and a show
She continued to transfer completed dishes into serving bowls as she spoke. they fell into more common subjects like politics and money after that while venn and tara put dinner on the table.
Identity: Chapter Thirty
_i used to make fancy dishes and now the best i can manage is scalloped potatoes_. that was what losing your lover could do to a person, though.
The Wolf
Mom asks me as i help her wash the dishes. "taste any different because of your new tastebuds or something?" "hmm nah." i tell her. to be honest, i don't think vegetables are suitable for me anymore.
Online Dating
She said as she placed our dishes in front of us. "enjoy!" i looked down at the crab cakes in front of me and sighed inwardly. 'okay here i go' i thought. i picked up my fork and cut off a piece of one.
Prologue
After dinner mom did the dishes while i folded the last of the laundry and put them away. after putting them in the linen closet i went back downstairs and watched tv.
Challenge the Warmachine Chapter 1: Competition
With that, volcan stood up, taking both of their dishes and heading back out into the kitchen. a few seconds later, luke heard the faucet of the sink running, followed by the sound of the blaziken placing the dishes into the sink.
A Trip to Betty's: A Sneak Peek
"would you mind doing the dishes?" t.j. sighed, but nodded. _hopefully this will help my chances._ he gathered up the dishes and carried them into the kitchen. his mother followed behind. "i'll dry."
Tears In Rain
Fran's mind would wander as she'd do dishes sometimes. when she'd lived on earth, she'd sometimes imagined that dishes were alive, that they could feel being washed.
Refuge - Chapter 8: After-dinner Smoke
Angrily, he forced himself to concentrate on the dishes. _it's just the hormones talking,_ he thought. _get over her, idiot. what are you, some kind of perv?
Season and Spice #3
He was left more as a tester for new dishes. he didn't want to be a test dummy for her restaurant anymore. he threw down an ultimatum one day.