Chelsea's Comet

The park had numerous places to set up for picnics and other activities, and what timothy had led them to was just that. the break in the trees opened out into a modest grassy clearing with a few empty picnic tables and an old cast iron grill.

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Gilded Cage: Chapter 28 +29

They resolved to solve their hunger problem, remembering they had promised the lavender gryphon the largest picnic they could muster. the trio's quest for the perfect picnic blanket led them to a quaint, human-owned shop in the heart of the town.

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Howling at Nothing

The two laughed and continued on with their night time picnic, all previous tension forgotten. darryl ate most of the food while hank had taken over the beer.

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Chapter 5: Publicity

Some sitting at picnic tables, their ribs on the tables in front of them; others were walking around, white styrofoam containers in hand. but best of all was the smell. spicy ribs, tasty ribs, smoked ribs.

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Of the Wolf's Blood Chapter 2

Eric spun off the road into a picnic area. sweat was gleaming from his black brow as he helped tyler off the bike and on to a weather worn picnic table. "uuuuuuggg...what...what the hell is wrong?"

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Surviving Solitude Part 13

A husky came in with a bowl in each hand, and looked around the picnic area we were sitting at. since the houses we built were only for beds, everyone eats, plays, works, and uses the restroom outside. "have any of you seen nate?"

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Lonely Oak Chapter 84

She waved her hand, _don't mention it,_ as she walked back to the picnic table. her book was still there, waiting for her. she sat down, her legs finally shaking away all the stress from her sudden ordeal.

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Gilded Cage: Chapter 24+25

She happily chirped, tail thumping in excitement, “you were throwing a surprise picnic, i _love_ picnics!” “hekate, shhh, it’s not a picnic.” leon whispered harshly. “it’s not?”

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The Key (Ch. 3)

The human infant was sitting in the middle of the picnic blanket gideon had laid out near the back porch, several baby toys spread out on it.

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Learning to Let Go

With the addition of sugar, the drake practically vibrated as he stood in the center of the picnic blanket, wings outstretched, flapping them to reenact key moments.

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My Unplanned Summer Vacation Ch 24

"he's going to take you to the lake to have a nice picnic together." toshi came by and gives me a picnic basket. "have fun." he smiles and waves and walks away. i check the basket and look for anything weird... "what are you looking?" kouya asked.

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Serval and Sheep (Chapter 38)

"a picnic's a picnic as long as there's open sky and food!" "well said." desmond nods curtly. the serval tilts her head. "a fan of picnics, are we?" the question causes the ram to jolt up. clearing his throat, he straightens his tie.

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