Primrose Valley: Who Needs Babysitters
Gale produced a few juice boxes, jars of food, and then some plastic spoons. "rai?" gale looked at nelly and held one of the jars of food out. "pi." nelly nodded and grabbed onto the lid.
The Love Letter
I walked to the cookie jar and pulled out 3 medium-sized cookies for him. i sent him to find flash, and he smiled, saying that he was going to share some with him. needless to say, i enjoyed the romantic dinner i pulled together myself.
Merry Christmas
December second, jarred pashko, dead by stab precision shot to the head by a long distance crossbow. december third, colton howler, dead by poisoning from his drink. though, this year they are all serial rapists.
Brothers in Arms: Let's Get This Party Started
Tank yelled out the all clear, jarring lewis back into reality.
Lovely GardevoirCh.2
She said, looking like a child that had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "because i never said 'can you hear me', i thought it, and you answered me as though i had said it out loud." then she was gone.
Greenwood - Leo Investigation
No sooner had i stretched out my tail and paws than the office bell jarred the little hearing i had left after leo abused my sensitive ears the whole morning. grumbling a little, i readjusted my shirt and dragged my claws to the entrance door.
Casualties
It jarred me out of my semi-sedate state of mind, and kicked me into reaction-mode. my hands found my rifle and my pack in seconds, and i flew from my vehicle towards a hardened outpost building.
File #5
Putting your hand in the candy jar always came with the consequences of that. the bridge was silent as a familiar green mass rippled into view, a vast avian design which although known to the federation still inspired awe and dread today.
Wayfinder's Journals (2)
I've grown accustomed to the clustered, almost claustrophobic bustle of the city, it'll be a jarring adjustment to make. ah, but the sun dips low towards the horizon, and the naga begin their days at sunrise.
Transformation CYOA
It is unfortunate that you couldn't find so much as a vase or jar to indicate the presence of any ancient incan inhabitation here.
History Lesson
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The Start of Something New: Chapter 2
The sound morphed jarringly in her mind: animal one moment, machine the next, it kept switching again and again. she struggled to see what was going on, but she was unable to move from the shadow's arms.