Seahorse Bay - Dragonfly's Arrival
Dragonfly licked her lips and immediately dug into the pastry put down in front of her. "i really like talking to zebras, but none of them live nearby."
Corporate Ladder
She replied; her eyes locked on the pastry that sat in front of her. "well amelia it's nice to meet you. my name is mr. moon. but you can call me moon. everyone always does." he handed her a fork.
Red Moon: Revolution Chapter 14
It had pictures of the food it served taped to the inside of the window, they had pastries and eintopf, a traditional stew that varied in ingredients, depending on the cook. "feel like grabbing a bite?"
Zombiology - Raccoon
The pastry was stale, but that hardly mattered to the the fat little scavenger. once he reached the pocket of filling, he finally paused to swallow his mouthfuls of spongy cake before he began to lick at the cream.
I Dreamt of Wasps - Chapter 6
Alva's eyes caught something, and they grabbed max's wrist, pulling him to the side of the road in front of a bakery, the aroma of pastries wafting out onto the street.
In the rain
Art by: [https://x.com/dasnymth](https://x.com/dasnymth) a ring of a automated door rang as a brown cat and a light green cat departed from the pastry store, the sweet smell of sweets following with them.
Chapter 6: Hidden Feelings
._ * * * **normal pov** a table with tea and pastries are prepared in front of the courtyard of the summer mansion. the air is clean, crisp and fresh and the water is clear; it's a perfect day for a picnic outside.
Baked Dough (WIP)
A middle aged tabby cat and a teenage bat were pulling several pastries from one of the ovens, setting them aside to cool. thomas called the ladies over, a hand on conrad's shoulder as he introduced him.
The Missing Professor
He clearly was in some kind of hurry and wanted a nerio-style pastry all wrapped up as a gift. and he kept muttering something about a convergence.
Always Me - Chapter 1
I leapt back as the dirty paws clasped down on the pastry. the cockroach stood on top of the captured treat, and the lemur just looked at him. without any pause, he lifted his paw and flicked my friend off.
The Yearly Cycles
pastries and pies are seen in every shop, waiting to be paired with warm brew. carvings of the edible and the natural kind, can be viewed and sold to all. beautiful carvings of wood line the streets.
Mama
He took the pastries and sat on a chair beside his father, trying to keep the melting sugar from dripping onto his party clothes. "i miss her too, leonard." his father said. "your mother i mean." leonard nodded. "daphne looks like mama."