I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Twenty One
_ "on, donner and blitzen!" _i'm going to make santa proud of me tonight!"_ "to bring joy to the world, and to lights big and small!" justin took a deep breath. "now, dash away! dash away! dash away, all!"
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Seventeen
Dancer had six points, donner had three, and comet had eight, while dancer, prancer, and cupid each had five. "wait a minute," justin said, then began to count on his fingers. "if those numbers are accurate..." "then there's only one bell left!"
How the Foxyote Ruined Christmas and then Saved Christmas
On comet, on cupid, on donner and blitzen!" despite kickaha getting all their names right, the reindeer stared sullenly back at him. _kickaha couldn't fly! he was being ignored!
[Story - French] Les enfants ne sont pas des jouets - chap 4
« après avoir discuté des solutions possibles, j'ai décidé de te donner une seconde chance. le garçon paru étonné mais le loup ne le laissa pas l'interrompre. « mais, il y a deux conditions. d'abord plus de mensonges. clair ?
Why the crow cries
She said she waved her wing toward the entrance to the channel of donner la vie. we started to walk through the hallway; the walls had deep ridges in them. other crows were acting security, big masculine guys standing next to each room.
Fully Woolly
You heard about the donner party didn't you?" zoe asked. sasha gasped. "you mean..." she shrieked before zoe nodded. "they were actually..." "well not all of them...it turned out that james reed and his family were werewolves.
Zootopia: First Salvo Chapter 17
Counsel male donner: the continued belligerent attitude of kzin makes gathering what intelligence we can collect on them vital to our defense!
An old story
"alors meurt" runo abaisse son bras pour donner un coup, avec son épée mais il s'arrêta brusquement. "qu'est ce qui se passe ??" runo tombe à genoux et se tiens la tête entre ses pattes.
They Could Be Angels
They hate the annual tree lighting ceremony, but they can't do anything about it because the land was bequeathed for that purpose by an anonymous donner fifty years ago." "hmpph. i could guess who." "yes.
War of the Wolf: Tartan King
"donner wi' me, laddie; let's git some sun in th' courtyard, and ye can tell me everythin'."