Zootopia First Salvo part 2
Morning august 6, 2039 judy had woken up early before her son so she could make him his favorite breakfast.
Living with a Giant- 2- Reminiscing
I remember one of their favorite means of getting me back was to pin me down, and dangle a string of spit over my face. they liked to wrestle, and could always pin me easily when i was involved.
Dreams: Chapter 3
I opened up the cabinet above the stove and got out my mother's favorite cook book.
Illumanati's Diary 2
My favourite. was that a monster howling? \>.\> there was a lot of belching at the table. it was funny... stephan belched, and new daddy scolded him.
Roommates - "These Are My Reflections" Chapter 2
The all-too-familiar scent of his favorite dish wafted into his nostrils, and only proceeded to make his mouth water with delight.
Take The Bait
It was even more fun to sing along to my favorite songs, something i refused to do in front of anyone. my singing voice was horrible. before i knew it, i was at smithstown's main campus.
Duet, Duel, Dessert, Date, Dragons
What's your favourite thing to eat?" "it's a tie between seaweed or an ice cream sundae," atlas replied. "that is, if we're actually talking about _food_, and not tasty things that don't count as food." "heh."
Heart of Africa 2-Chapter 3
Christa smiled, "ah, so you and your favorite human are heading off to your favorite mate, this should be interesting." i laughed, "christa!" christa gave me a mock expression, "what? after all leon is your favorite mate! who doesn't know that?"
The Birth of Chelsea Krieg and Her Clone, in Addition to the Aftermath
The cheetah purred happily at mark, who was among his favorite of the three cubs. "chelsea," he happily said to finn. fiona stepped into the room to check on finn. "how are you, finn," she asked.
James' Birthday (Ch. 2)
Every drop was a reward for the care percy exacted on his lover's favourite spots, like liquid praise slowly trickling from his boyfriend.
The Winter Garden Chapter Two
"my favorite place." the doors swung inward. roland forgot how to breathe. the library seemed almost endless.
Cry Wolf - I: The Sheppard boy
Sil let his gaze creep back to the pile of books on is desk, some journals of his favourite hero who had fought all sorts of monsters not even thirty years ago.