Silver Lining (Chapter 6)
\>whitney fiddles with it for a minute, then with something on the projector. the latter spits out a cash register sort of mechanism with a ringing sound to match, and then swallows the gray box thing whole.
Ocean depths part 29
Been fiddling with the buttons on the side and flipping it open and shut several times as he was lost in thought. it was his old phone, something he had long thought discarded. to think that he packed it when he left.
Contracts: Part 1
He fiddled with the gloves again and a full-body black suit rippled out of the confines of his coat, covering him from ears to tail in a forensics-proof shell.
Dressing the French Maid Dragon
It wasn't so bad, not really, he mused, fiddling with the skirts. just not what he would have normally gone for, of course. he never had the imagination to try on different clothes - not without a bit of encouragement.
Rainfall - Chapter 03
I looked sideways, fiddling a hind paw on the ground. “i thought i might come by, to apologize to her." mrs. molina raised an eyebrow at that. “what happened?"
A Fateful Fall Encounter
In the meantime, roberts kept his hands in his pants pockets, fiddling around with whatever was inside. all the while, a faint noise could be heard amongst the rustling leaves.
A Trip to Extinction: Continued
There was naught but silence for a few seconds, the sound of a lock being fiddled with soon breaking it, much to their relief. the lower of the two planks moved and was swung open like a door, though there was nobody to be seen behind them.
Stray Werewolf: Lunch with a Wolf
Teagan fiddled with her long hair, curling some of it around a finger. “if you’ve got questions about being a werewolf, i’ll explain as much as i know. ask away. ask about anything you want.” “ok then.
Experiment #1231: Appetite Supplement
You pick up the gun, fidgeting and fiddling with it. oh god. gotta be a way to fix this. oh no. you should have stopped them, should have-- "hey, you're standing on my face probably."
Chapter 5: Another Session
Please come in,” i answered as i fiddled around with my keys trying to open the door to my apartment. “pardon the mess.” “oh please,” allison said dismissing my concern, “you should see my place.” “i’m sure it’s a hell of a lot cleaner than this.
A Different Kind of Friend
I nodded ever so slightly, fiddling with my fingers. "i can make food if you like?" he offered. "you can cook?" it caught me off guard since i'd never heard of many other kids that knew how to cook.
The Life of Another - Chapter 2
I fiddled with the rail at the bedside until i got it to slide down out of the way and cautiously swung my paws over the edge of the bed to dangle above the laminate tiles.