Like Taking Candy From A Baby
What better way to add insult to injury than for alessi to take spoils he had so obviously deserved more than that little brat. he picked up the bag and chuckled softly.
The Renewal of Babies chap 2
She wouldn't be thoroughly punished if she did something wrong; she could be a spoiled brat and get away with it! nyeheheheheh! she thought ( total papyrus reference there). however, that thought was immediately dismissed as soon as it came.
A Biography of A Human: The Wedding
You are such a spoiled brat! no one can say anything to you because of fear about how you will act!" “you said back in the garden of master's that you longed to be talked to as a normal person, yet look at what you just did! lash out at me!
My Kitty Chapter 17
"you brats don't do anything fun like that, anyway, so you can't brag." zack smiled, securing his pants. "oh, really." trev said while sitting up with me still hugging him. i let go and he looked into my eyes. "what are you gonna do?"
"God" is a Child
So like the boy in the old twilight zone episode who would "wish you out to the cornfield" if he didn't like you, the little brat god yahweh continues to maintain his strangle-hold over the human race without having to lift a finger.
Two Hearts, One Love (Pokemon): Part 1 - A Tormented Beauty
"you brat...." the magmortar released a rapid flamethrower that cut through the air like a piercing bullet. argy dashed in time, feeling the heat even though he himself was common with fire.
A New Life.
I could never be associated with such a brat.” “if that were true, why are you able to speak back?” braxton countered. the man looked at him in shock as he considered this. “she put you in there so you could hear her out for once, you dolt.
StarFox:Wolf's New Hope Chapter 2
Now you won't get in my way once i kill that brat over there your next!"
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 8
._ _"this is only the beginning you worthless brat" growl rumbled inside the black throat, eyes landing on the peculiar weapon, it was a small scythe, the metal thin as a sheet of paper, the edges glistening, a glance was enough to tell that the weapon was
A King's Time
What a selfish little brat i was. i was not worthy of your love. puh, some hero i turned out to be, crying like a cub that has hurt his paw. maybe those logs were a blessing after all.
Fates of the Ferals: The Carver Cubs
Mitchell could hardly hate his brother, but he couldn't stand the brat either. and having a special needs child was the ultimate embarrassment.
Trick and Treat: Part One.
"how all teens are nothing but spoilt brats who would rather pull a knife on you than talk to you, hmm?" "there were plenty of good kids back when i was in education." i retorted, speaking as if i was old.