Now You See Me: Chapter 1: The Long Run
Our soft tongues wrestling with each other playing our own private game of tonsil hockey. after about a minute the kiss broke, and i lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart as he spoke. "i love you."
Late night, agent's lounge
But, if you're a true canadian, then what was the greatest hockey team of all time?" gray wasted not a moment: "why, the 55-56 montreal canadiens! single greatest team of all times! but, everyone knows that."
Code Drop: Powder Hounds - An Official Heat Teaser
Tess gasped, coming to an effortless hockey stop. her boyfriend came to a stop several yards later, face buried in the snow, skiless boots flat out behind him. _oh shit. i've killed him._ she hurried to his side, dropping to her knees. "erik!
Root of the Issue
The wall around the small bar nook had signed memorabilia, team photos, a hockey stick near the ceiling. "sure thing, what's up?"
Chapter 7: Fox and Wolverine
"how about downhill skiing and hockey?" lance asked. flora smiled awkwardly, "erm, not really. i've never been downhill skiing, and i'm not really all that competitive when it comes to sports."
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Twenty Eight
Nothing was stopping me from grabbing it and warping the h-e-double-hockey-sticks out of there. for some reason, though, i didn't. he hadn't attacked me yet. maybe this was my chance to get a clue as to what was going on.
A Friendly Wager: Beginning
The fourth game was hockey. that game was also won by gaomon. "well, it's tied two-two." said mikemon. "yep. it sure is." said gaomon. the tiebreaker was going to be one of the boys favorite games which was a ninja fighting game.
Zootopia: Full Of Cotton Wool
"how the haitch e double hockey sticks does any of that even work?" "short answer or long answer, sir?" "...short." "it's basically what biologists call the rule of fabula excusamentum. they have no idea."
Sport fight
She said giving him a sly look for a different answer "you know it, didn't feel like going to hockey so i heard word that ya girls where heading out here" he started to walk with them all arm still around mischa not planing to move it. "really?
Fallen Angels, Part one (Prologue)
Now his tongue had swollen to the size of a hockey puck, and his voice was little more than a gurgling noise. "baalzebul did most of the slaughter with his claws and talons. behemoth set the others alight with his breath.
A Complicated Thing
We both lean into and rumble a little as we play a small game of tonsil hockey. after a bit we pull apart and i gaze into those eyes some more. "happy anniversary" i say.
Subject #5: Part 3
"yeah i am, and you must be the hockey player," i said. "that's me, left wing position, and team captain," he said bragging, i however was unimpressed. "oh, yippee for you i'm sure you don't work for your astounding grades.