In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 21)
'no pudding?' 'i, er, no.' 'very erudite, _father_! never mind, i'm sure there's something in the fridge.'
The Forgotten Realm: Chapter 2
He might have thought nothing of it but since tamara's legs still felt like pudding she just fell to the ground, groaning. not due to the fall but rather her urge to vomit. “he, sorry, thought you'd land on your legs."
A Lightning Christmas Break
Into the living room and across towards the kitchen, turning on the hob on top ready to cook breakfast.half an hour later, four large plates filled with back bacon, english breakfast sausages, baked beans, poached egg, grilled tomato, hash browns, black pudding
Chapter VII: War of the Worlds, Part One
“now then if you would like to stop, then maybe it would interest your pudding filled brain that i intend to keep the peace between the kagens and the riftwalkers.” “what they have done that!”
Anchored Episode 7- Shadows of Day
Asked barry, amazed, “or even pudding?” “no,” said drake, “until you both mentioned it, neither culinary construct had ever made it to my ears.” “but you don’t have ears.” “you know what i mean.”
MLP: Believing in the Impossible - Chapter Five
Without further waiting, with her radiant golden magic, princess celestia purposefully took hold of the fancy pudding cake in front of her!
Tundra
It met the floor with an unceremonious _slap,_ and then began to spread as though it was being inflated with pudding.
Vagron
The impact sounded like glass breaking over a bowl of pudding. the boucners cried out as their bodies began to collapse in on themselves and started to crack and break apart.
A Jaunt to the Local Bar
Yellow banana pudding.\* duo: \*the gummy raven glares for a moment, then shakes himself. as he does so the illusion falls off and starts affecting the grass instead\* okay, now i am getting annoyed.
Life Review
Their conversation was drowned out by the hiss of the coffee maker, spewing the instant-brew coffee into the little white, styrofoam cup i'd set under the spigot while digging through the fridge for the pack of plain bagels hidden among the pudding cups and
A Hero of Tyme
Children running in slow motion, even the demon moved like he was passing through pudding. strikira knew that this wasn't adrenaline, this was something else. some kind of alternate ability affecting her, and only her.
Mire House
Of course she knew of the baba yaga-- the legendary hag which stole away children, mixing their blood into bread puddings from her foul cauldron. she wanted to say: "i believed in fairy tales too, before sexual maturity.