Hunter's High Tea
"orange kool-aid?" hunter said in surprise. "no! it's tea." andlat said. "don't you know how to use your imagination?" "shut up, panty butt!" hunter retorted, sticking his tongue out.
Complications (Jo)
I take my seat and take a sip of the kool kitty drink that i've brought along from my table. "so," i begin, "name is jin, jin tygrif. what's yours?" "i know who you are.
Aiden's *Trip* Home
"hey, kool-aid." scratch said. "'sup, freckles?" aiden replied smoothly. like all armadillos, he was identical to his brothers.
Testing
Sniffing at the second vial, this one light blue in color, he got the scent of cherries again, but this time with blue kool-aid? he wasn't quite sure what it was, but it was a little less odd than the last one.
Chance Encounters: Middle School
Jasper said taking a kool aide from the cooler. he tossed one to the cat who grabbed it and just as quickly began to chug it down. the two kids raced to see who could do it first. jasper won.
Fates of the Ferals: Three Ring Circus
At some point, mitch stopped to pour himself a glass of half-frozen red kool-aide found languishing over the crisper behind some leftover beef stew, and he spiked it with a jigger of old charter from his father's liquor cabinet.
Meet Thy Maker (part 1)
I had a ginger ale, the girls each had some kind of kool-aid stuff, and doc was sipping some tea. "oh, you know what we do!" malina said giggling at me. "well, yeah, but...
The South Tower
Perhaps it was more kool-aid. perhaps it was just more tea, which i would prefer; the flavors are much better, more individualized, when the tea is prepared properly. "well," the husky exhaled softly.
(Beyond the Course) Chapter One: The Last Of Summer
"yeah that's...stupid...but i have to ask gav, i know you don't do drugs, but did you test positive for kool-aid?" i snickered as the same displease look crossed his face again as he pulled up in his driveway of his home, mines being across the street.
Raspberry Line Chapter 15
We have orange juice, kool-aid..." the mother went to the fridge and opened it, "um...tea? we don't really drink soda." "that's okay, i'm not thirsty." _tick-tock._ "well..."
Morning
That was less drinking some tea than drinking the kool-aid. i was no artisan. the best i could hope for would be to help them with their gardens, or their livestock, or something else.
A Short Walk to the Past
More kool-aid, maybe? with another chest-full of crisp, clean air, i pushed aside the thought, envisioning it as a load of bricks toppling on that dark idea that was still trying to crowd me. it was a very pleasant image, and it let me regain my smile.