Rexville 34: Recovery
Apparently, he made the chicago-style hot dog; chopped onions, pickles, tomatoes, some bit of mustard, and relish. hunter just simply made the plain ketchup, mustard, and tiny fries, but still good. "so, hunter, where were you when it happened?"
Wayward Scale: Orientation, season 1 transition
The nurse opened the jar and was immediately hit with a horrific odor, the odor of death and pickles. " what," asked james. "this fish!" james turned his head upside down and asked, " are yinglets nose blind??" "most likely. you things love stench.
Plain-walker: Chapter 1
Warmth washed over him as he stepped inside...that and the sour stench of ale, rum, pickled meats, and sweat.
There's A Leak in the Boiler Room
"i'll find you, little squeaker, and straight into the pickle jar you'll go." as though taking the fox's word as an affront, the thing gave a loud squeal and began banging against the grating, surprising ollie again.
Harvest Home
"chicken pies here, rye bread and butter, some pickles, cucumber and cress sandwiches for our discerning white wolf and miss suzy. ale in the tankard, wine in the carafe as you can see." "some service," fennec joked. "no mustard?"
Season and Spice #4
She was curious how much an old pickle jar could be worth when you fill it with coins. "you have a really nice home, monica." he whispered. she caught him standing just inside the doorway with his eyes looking around.
Saber's War - Chapter 3: Assignments
"control, the pickle is hot, ready to commence test firing alpha on your clearance." "commence fire at your discretion." saber lines up the hud's crosshairs on one of the targets. he takes a deep breath and depresses the button on top of the stick.
2. My New Life-1
Interception vector, i realized my speed advantage as soon as i saw the distance between me and the runabouts rapidly drop, i saw that they're inside the 'envelope' of my photon torpedoes, selecting them from my ordnance screen, i lock on to the two rearmost, and pickle
The Edge of Sapphire - Chapter 5 - Ring of Fire
"look, you half-pickled pervert-" "and proud of it!" veoni interjected, happily. "-the gate is going to die, and it's going to take the yusho delegation with it, unless i get up there and perform a little medicine on it first."
G.R.R. Chapter 16: Wargames
His face pickles as he hits the floor, groveling in pain. i use this time to try and get some feeling back into my leg. with the help of the announce table i manage to pull myself back up to my feet.
The Real Housewolves of Suburbia
Onions, pickles, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes or sauces such as mustard. "ack!"
Once, twice and again!
Then i pickle, come off hard left and race for the deck at full throttle before they can shoot back." "i think i can give you ten seconds. but if we run into _any_ trouble getting a solution..." "will we?" barton pursed his lips.