A Grim Job - Death (PIB) TF
Peter glanced down at his watch as he sat in the waiting room, wondering to himself just how much longer it would be until he was seen to. He had been perusing the local newspaper the day before and spotted that a fairly recent setup was looking for...
A Soldier’s Journal, Chapter One: A Soldier’s Thoughts on the Way to Boot Camp
I plan on writing him every day.** **the bus is pulling into boot camp now.** ** ** **write later,** **joseph neil lake**
First Day On the Job
Unceremoniously, the footpaw slid into the boot with ease, basked in darkness once more, the ant did their best to keep on breathing as calmly as they could, whimpering as the toeclaws hit the steel toe of the boot, and a distant thump signaled the heel's
The Big Heist
The hybrid pulled off one of their boots and set it down on the table inches away from the mouse, who instantly fell over from the felt quake.
The Breegull Boat Part 1: Slimy, sticky, shiny.
It didn't help that every single step with heavy packing meant she could feel the wading boots clench down against her toes.
The Breegull Boat Part 4: Never squat when tired.
A most unusual event happened that morning. Or whatever time it was. The engine quieted, shouting happened, and a heavy yank indicated an anchor had found a home. An event that nudged her off of the sheet she used as bed, enough so that she could wake...
Through Hell and Back: Chapter 1: Boot Camp
Chapter 1: boot camp " hey rudy," called deiter. "sarge wants us to run the obstacle course before we head over to weapons training." "ah, crap," i replied. i slowly got up from from my bunk. i hated that course.
The Breegull Boat Part 3: Not familiar, is it?
With some climbing, jumping and pulling, she got her wading boots and the sheet and pillow that hung above the oil, suspended from a cold metal pipe. she still didn't know what was in there, but it didn't matter more.
The Breegull Boat Part 2: The non-garbage barge.
And with those wading boots on, she had no nimble feet to attach. with her feet clenched around, she moved to rub her eyes clear of the drool. it was then that one of her long speculations given a datapoint; it wasn't glue in those boots.
Velo and Friends Boub 1: First Boot
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Your Mother Wears Army Boots (By Avoozl)
" **your mother wears army boots"** **by terry echoes** i've got a love-hate relationship with cameras. they love to watch me, and i hate that.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fourteen
A few wooden racks and displays like skeleton trees bearing boots as fruit were set up around the entryway. mirelle strode back and forth in a pair of red leather boots, hmming to herself.