Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-two
He looked at the gate as the humans fiddled with the mechanism that kept it locked. i was looking too, but only because i was famished and could hardly wait to stuff my belly full with some heaping mounds of savory kibble.
A Different Kind of Friend
I nodded ever so slightly, fiddling with my fingers. "i can make food if you like?" he offered. "you can cook?" it caught me off guard since i'd never heard of many other kids that knew how to cook.
Kaotic beginnings - A Kaos Army story - Chapter 6
He was too busy fiddling with the gun bolted to an outside panel to sling insults, though. there was an almighty rattle of bullet chain, and distant 'rat-a-tat' noises sounded out across the already defeated landscape. "wheee!"
You Can't Hide It Forever - Part 8
She fiddled with the phone in her pocket, then turned to me. "look... i'm fine, alright? compared to what you have been through... it's nothing." she averted her gaze. "what _i've_been through?" i thought about this carefully before i spoke.
You Can't Hide It Forever - Part 3
She dug into her pocket and began fiddling with her keys. "i'm just going to make myself a coffee, okay?" "...okay." i watched her in the mirror as she walked out of my room.
Slugle Huggle
Tiran asked, fiddling with his backpack as he did.
Winter's Bloom - Chapter 4
Applebloom watched as a pair of unicorns were fiddling with one of the glass bulbs that provided light in the caverns, though this one was much dimmer than the ones she had seen so far.
License to Kiss - Chapter 1: Prelude to a Kiss
Applebloom watched as a pair of unicorns were fiddling with one of the glass bulbs that provided light in the caverns, though this one was much dimmer than the ones she had seen so far.
Meeting, Pt. 1
He dressed in preppy clothes, but was only interested in what was considered to be "geeky" hobbies such as watching sci-fi, playing world of warcraft and fiddling with computers in general.
Forest Dwellers Ch. 10
Bon-bon was fiddling with something that looked like a pda, rally was cleaning out, and putting together her own handgun, which to maverick's surprise, was even in the car.
Seekers: Chapter Eight: The First Movement
I asked, fiddling with the hood of my cloak. "they need our keys; and why wait here if you know where they're headed? shouldn't we follow them on the train?" "that'd take too long." elise replied. "we'd still be behind them.
Oh the New Places
I listen to music on my headphones and daydream about what this next year is going to be like, mindlessly fiddling with my leather wristband.