Executive Decisions chapter 17
Ember smiled bravely; "you must be mortimer. it's a pleasure to meet you.
Can't Escape, Part IX: Thoroughly Cunning
* * * opening before mortimer and shade, the cabin's front door groaned as if to announce their return. zap did not need a warning.
Cleaning Comes First
mortimer, turning his head, said, "smells like mouse." a roll of her eyes. "really?" "that earthy, slightly musky ... that rural smell. you know?" "smells fine. it's nice." mortimer raised his brow. "what?"
Any Port, Chapter 3: Adrift.
Zap stood and started to build a charge, but mortimer waved him off. "looks like the place's gonna be all yours." mortimer threw open his front door and ford threw mortimer across much of the front lawn.
Dark Science
Go back to whatever mortimer saw." the mouse looked to the raccoon. "what did you see?" "i, uh ... looked like humans. pink things. no fur. just skin. i might be wrong.
All Aflame
"well, i'll tell them only to attack when you and mortimer aren't breeding. i'm sure they'll oblige." seldovia smiled. she was a sultry creature. most skunks were. black, white. bold. silky.
Virgin Nymphomaniac Chronicles #2: Introducing Mortimer
User alias: lovelornhare real name: mortimer wallace age: 31 gender: male species: lop-eared rabbit mix mortimer's fur is a solid yellow with no white in the coat.
The Nightmare
Call mortimer. he hoped in vain. mortimer went in, accompanied by claudia and ralf. - good afternoon, professor - smiled claudia. - guess what?! we will have a four-page article in our newspaper about that all!
Last of the Kevahri - First Sighting
A crack from above as the house continued to burn brought mortimer back to his senses.
What I Know
"but we have to finish the argument," mortimer insisted, honestly. "you can't start a silly argument and not finish it." "heh. that raccoon rules or somethin'?" petra asked. " ... it's just the way it is," mortimer said, almost pouting.
SMOKE / MORTIMER
Dieser ging vor zu mortimer und setzte sich zu ihm auf die frostbedeckte bordsteinkante. „das war nicht so gemeint, przepraszam." mortimer zog an seiner zigarette und starrte zu boden. „du musst nicht meinen vater spielen.
Thirteen Tales (2019: First Tale
Uncle mortimer laughed. "now... was it a brother or a sister?" "i'm telling you i don't-" noel tried to say. "a brother or a sister?" uncle mortimer interrupted. "oh my gosh you're like! like!"