untitled story series
It's just some onions, cheese and bacon to the potatoes, and red & green peppers to the meatloaf."
Twisted Night: Chapter 1
Infinity sighed, avoiding another potato launched at her by the terrified little girl. "doesn't speak any languages i know." she sighed, glancing back to the crying elf. who despite her failure grabbed yet another potato with a trembling hand.
x-mas ratchet and clank style
The lombax's eye narrowed in anger as the green beans became stuck in the glob of mashed potatoes, adding to his embarrassment.
His Rise, Terra IV: Forgotten Evil "Glimmering Dawn"
"you were throwing the potatoes weren't you dad?" her own stare became far meaner. "n-now hold on. i wasn't throwing potatoes at him. i was..." he paused. "n-now where was i? oh yeah!"
Against All Odds: Part 8 - Settling In
The grey wolf plucked his potato-laden fork back up. "i am happy you are here now." for the first time during their meal, the husky watched as alexei shovelled the mound of mashed potato into his muzzle.
GOD DAN IT!, DAN (part 2 of 2)
I never made a fight in a story... until now the next day i am plowing the soil for my little potato farm, bret walks up and asks "isn't it a little late in the year for potatoes?"
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-one
Specifically, it was a potato chip bag. it hit the grass of the yard lightly and then tumbled across its surface with the speed of a lean running dog only to fetch up against the fence.
Sky Defender: Family Feast (Chapter 4)
Tae shot him a look of disgust and warning, but malet simply ignored the young man and instead munched on a leaf full of creamed potato.
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Twenty One
Mashed potatoes. scalloped potatoes. baked potatoes. sweet potatoes. he had quickly learned that, when you couldn't eat ham, turkey, and other traditional christmas meats, you replaced them with literal mountains of potatoes.
Black Blood Chapter 14
He placed a layer of mashed potatoes on the bottom, then laid out a few string beans on top of the mashed potatoes, pushing them slightly down.
Ritual of Re-entry (Otherwise Untitled)
~ a small vial of water from home uncorked, he poured it over the potato sticks, "i smell burning wiring, and the canvas of my panic bag."
Dream of Power - Story Commission
No sooner he had finished it, than a munchie pushed the tub of potato salad at him. "starches are good for you. looks yummy! eat up!"