Lonely Oak Chapter 24
They were treated to their toast, already sitting out on the table for them; two slices apiece. they gingerly took their seats and thanked his mom, even while they began snarfing down their meal.
MoonDust, Chapter 3
Her toast grew cold, and then the bus appeared in the distance. stuffing the toast into her mouth, she snatched up her duffel, and with a last glance around the familiar apartment, hurried down to the street.
Fleet Footwork
Fried eggs over toast is a classic start to the day that never gets old. my ears perk up as nate pads in, sniffing the air. he approaches me as i slide the eggs onto the fresh toast.
Collar 11 -- Memento Mei
I've got toast ready. juice?" "some milk, please, and thank you." i yanked on clothes like some wayward spouse caught at a lover's house, and i almost giggled. in the kitchen, it finally registered that fletcher had donned some shorts.
The Redeem: Chapter 11
As i took another bite of my toasted bread, jason suddenly said "...his scars." not understanding what he meant, i looked at him with a confused look. jason took a moment to realize how vague he was being.
Heartless Dragon 6: part 1 family confilct
Derek went to his refrigerator and brought out some eggs, bacon, and some toast. it wasn't long before he cracked the eggs, fried the bacon and put the toast in the toaster. soon everyone except aurora had woken to the smell.
Sheer Turmoil Utter Peace Chapter 3
Asked toshi as he looked up from the stovetop while scraping scrambled eggs on six plates next to the bacon and toast. "yep, they should have managed to get themselves off out the walls about..." shinaji said while reaching for a glass of orange juice.
Planter's Day Night
You flip them over one by one with the wooden spatula to reveal a golden brown crumb with a crispy crust, the spiced grease having worked its way in as bread toasted.
Eyes of stone : Prologue
They both exclaimed before bumping their wine glasses in a toast. back upstairs, things were still not calmed. "dad! cover yourself now! cover your...y-y-your _t-thing_. it's wierd!" said troy, unsure what to call his dad's "thing".
Fat Fox Poem
Pick up the cream and pull the top off breakfast was grand, a continental feast but still a small snack for this softening beast the bacon piled high, doughnuts by the dozen and the omlete stuffed turkey roasted in the oven two loaves of toast
A Life Worth Living - Chapter 2 - The Bleeding Nightmare
I came back to reality with the warmth of the sun and a smell of french toast and sausage. portions of my fur were matted in blood and i was sore all over, as usual. "hey william, i'm going to take a shower alright?"
Poem: Flameout
The radio's toast understanding them is hard call back even harder but they won't go away if you're silent where's that damn thing anyway?