Happy New Years Mikey
The fox glanced at the clock that was opposite the cove. it was five to twelve. foxy hoped that mike would come back for another night.
Reborn Into A Furry Rogue-Like World (Prologue)
The void continued to echo with the ticking of a clock. a new life, or no life at all. putting it like that, the choice was obvious. “so, what kind of world d'you have in mind?" jonas asked.
Clown Mare 9-3
With my eyes closed shut, spilled milk all over the carpet rug, juice spills on every painting in the house, and yet i didn't seem to come to mind of the alarm clock until my husband screamed. "flora blossom."
Clown Mare 7-3
#28 of clown mare # [chapter 7.3](https://www.fimfiction.net/story/476774/28/clown-mare/chapter-73) seven-o-clock in the evening. nightstar opened both of her eyes. walked down the stairs slowly. she felt the grain of the wooden rail.
Inhuman | Chapter 14: Sacrifice [old edition]
A second little screen above each of the pods had lit up into a clock that was counting down: _3:57_ ... _3:56_ ... _3:55_ ... _3:54_ ...
Windows to the Soul - chap. 1-2 - by Skyfox
Meeting new friends the alarm clock seemed to shriek when it awoke sarah from her deep sleep. she felt it couldn't possibly be 6:30 already but the numbers on the clock didn't change when she hit the snooze button.
"Family Tails" - Chapter 12
When the alarm clock went off at 06:00 a.m., rosie was startled awake. "wha...?" she said groggily, trying to figure out what that noise was that woke her up. ron propped himself up and reached over to tap the snooze bar on the robotic alarm clock.
The Furry Odd Couple
The alarm clock went off again and popped the skunkgirl out of her dream ad she responded by slamming down on the clock with her palm, disabling it.
The Item changes
I look over to my alarm clock it reads 12:32 pm. shit. i bolt out of bed, run to my closet to get dressed. i raise my paw to my face again as i realize its my day off. "silly me" i mumble to myself.
Clown Mare 9
Twelve-o-clock midnight. lumina cloven shut his eyes with his bedsheets on top of him cuddled with much warmth.
Tick Tock
She paced, cursing that, now that she had taken note of the clock, she could hear it right from the other side of the house. why did sound have to carry so much at night? why a clock, of all things? why ticking? _tick, tick, tock_. the infernal clock!
Addiction Therapy: First Session
The clock hand was announcing the immanent end of the appointment and nate took the cue, as well as the slip, and made his way to his feet as well.