Sylvi and the Rifle (Unfinished/Working Title)
With a slight nod the vendor, a small pudgy dark furred fox like creature, flipped one of the hot flat breads on his large fire heated skillet.
Blood Runs Thicker Than Water
The scissors went back to its proper drawer, next to the knives, and the skillets. now, with nothing to distract him, he returned to the living room with relative excitement.
Extinction 3 - We Stand Together
._** **_normally ya don't grab onto hot things, they make wooden handles on skillets fer a reason!_** **_f-father!_** oddclaw gasped as his heart shivered. _"did...did i hear-"_ **_father, i'm here, we're here father!
Hard to Get Pt 2
We also did some soft metal like that one band, skillet?" danny perked up a little at that. "you're telling me that you can play a violin like that? what was the name of the song.... uhh..." "awake!" the small fox chirped.
Episode 13: Recovery
She said dumping the cut onion into the skillet. "you meant that didn't you?" "i said forget about it." michelle said stammering a bit. "it's out there now." he chuckled. "i can't unhear it."
The White Coil
He snickered, as fleur came with the skillet and dished out crispy salted hash. for a moment, ryg could pretend he was eating with a family, as they all began to dig into their food and squabble over who might get the next helping.
Until Next We Meet
I replied as i could hear the sizzling of that dish in a skillet.
From the Ashes
"a good artery clogging breakfast: eggs, meat, hashbrowns and lots of salt," knackt said, seasoning the food cooking in the skillet. "well, at least it would be if it wasn't replicated garbage."
Horseman, Raven, and Sentinel
Anon asks as he takes the chicken off the skillet. \>"it's no different than you eating a fellow mammal." you say. \>"so you have all sorts of bird-cattle?" anon asks. \>"sorta?"
The Explanation to Everything
He looked through the cabinets for a skillet. tumba: spices...medicine...towels... {a lizard jumps out of the cabinet} ah!! tumba picks the lizard up and off of him. tumba: where did you come from? the lizard curled up into a ball.
Lizards Live as Lizards Lie
## 1. Two in the nest and one strung from the branch. ### Chapter 1.1 Seven o'clock. Morning. That's what the nightstand clock told me. I stared at the ceiling and reminded myself of the time by counting each second as they ticked to the heartbeat...
The Sparks of an Ancient Light
Two months ago, Marigold's street was a circus of news reporters and investigators. The eight year old equine girl had seen animals camped on her family's front lawn that she'd never knew existed until these tumultuous times. The media frenzy was the...