Broken Words: Chapter 2
He needed to know, because he didn't want to live in assumptions and drive himself mad with another frustrating game of ping-pong. he loves me, he loves me not; it was enough to drive even a nun into a homicidal rampage.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 40)
His hands remain on his face, jumping from forehead to cheek to chin to horns while his pupils dart from side to side, as if watching an imaginary game of ping pong. "uh-huh..." he breathes. "i mean, why would you lie about this?"
The Chest
Which was sectioned off into four areas, one being the gaming room with a ping-pong table, a foosball table, a 48" flat screen, with a ps3 connected, two lazy-boy chairs, and a love seat, with a mini fridge in the corner.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Twenty Eight
Quietly, hoping he wouldn't notice, i shrank her back down to ping pong paddle form, and the transformation let me slide her out from under the tree. my heart was pounding in my chest. i would only have one shot... he stepped on my hand. "hey!"
Primrose Valley: Shrink Soccer Showdown
The temple he had jumped out of had been a shoebox with another piece of cardboard placed inside it for a ramp for a ping-pong ball to roll down.
Torpedo Run - Chapter 1
If anyone but an officer had said such a thing, it would have been taken as a dare and they'd be un-dogging their harnesses right then and there, bouncing around the cabin like a bunch of mostly-furry ping pong balls with a bruise fetish.
Cold-Hearted: Part 5
How long would it be before he was tired of this sick game of ping-pong? how long would he been willing to think that this constant arguing was as good as he could get? at what point would 'good enough' no longer be good enough?
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Sixteen
And even if it did," i patted the ping pong paddle on my belt, "i think i could handle it." to my surprise, that actually seemed to calm him down.
Chase
Dancing, pool, beer pong. he pulled out a cloth and began cleaning the drip trays, the hints of stale beer and cider wafting up as he did so. he looked down at the sparkly gold and smiled.
Internal Audit
With the systems no longer tracking relative position, his crew hits the pit of his stomach quicker than anticipated, and as it spirals back into the open space of his gut, bern ping-pongs around the interior of the craft.
Out of the Frying Pan (A1, B1, C8)
"i stopped after pong, kid." "actually," chance said, "i was going to say, 'let's go,' and then i was going to follow her. but, uh ... pong is cool, i guess, if you have two players." "mm..."
Chapter 11: Reunion
The duo double teamed their way to hunter, ping ponging targets back and forth between each other, quickly thinning the crowds. exile kicked one of them, and keith performed his secret skull crusher move.