Shayde's Story Chapter 4

He stepped away from the bed, sliding the primium into his pocket, then sheathing his blade.

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Chapter 6: The Digidestined of Blaze

* * * at tk's house, patamon perked an ear up as he heard something in tk's pocket beeping. tk looked down on his pocket, blinking.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 10

She reached into her pocket, "i almost forgot!" she pulled from her pocket a ticket with such glee, as if she had the golden pass to willy wonka's chocolate factory. "my emergency ticket! i forgot all about it!"

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Equine Adjustments

They dug around in their front and back pants pocket, digging out a wallet before the horse rummaged around in the front pocket of the barely-surviving hoodie, digging out a few more pieces of paper.

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The Musician's Writer [Chapter 4 (part 1)]

Traska smiled wider and nodded, throwing his paws in his pockets. "cool! i'll come pick you up later!" the big cat offered. all ajax could do was nod. "later!"

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Gods Chosen- Rest Stop

He asks, pulling out a glass ball from his pocket and holding it out to her. "that would depend on what you need her to do," bo says in answer for her.

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Momma (Undertale)

When he asked if i had anything else to take care of, i thought for a moment; i felt the weight of my phone in my pocket; and i said, _yes, i do._ _"i will wait,"_ he told me. the trek back was not so hard.

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Chapter 13

Clyde thanked the operator and pocketed his phone. freddy winced and stared up at the sky, "my arm hurts so much..." as the first minutes ticked by, a crowd of students from the party began to crowd around them.

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Timeless

Pulling a small iron key from his pocket, he opened the door to the main service lobby.

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This, is MY story part 13

He reached behind him and pulled a knife out of his back pocket, making trey freeze up for a second. "shame that you didn't take the easy way out. you woulda lived longer if you did."

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This, is MY story Part 12

Trey said, pocketing his "gift". the duo ways down the street in hopes of tracking down the thief. trey's hand never left his pocket in case he needed to react quickly and defend himself.

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