Dinner and Movie (Otherwise Untitled)
While he was mixing in the diced peppers into the skillet, his boyfriend lumbered somewhat clumsily from the main room to the kitchen to hold up the box of a video disc using the arm that was still attached.
Corgi has Dinner (Otherwise Untitled)
~ though her nose already was protesting, it was not until the corgi laid eyes on the sheer quantity and variety of peppers in the dish that despair truely took root behind her fascade of excitement and anticipation.
Chapter 1 - Arrival at Sector 1404! Eurasia's Debut!
The beef was soaked in delicious oil and mixed with chopped onions and green pepper, the smell alone making eurasia grab it first onto his plate.
Come il mare, sei sommerso
General pepper contracted the team less and less, and for smaller and smaller mercenary jobs. such as this. "we don't want the public to see soldiers if they don't have to," some lieutenant who pointedly was not general pepper said in the brief.
Love's Labour's Won
A blocking so contrite we scoff in rhythm and sweep our hands in broad gesticulations, bronze masks of flailing limbs; spotlights pepper procenium framing so arching and o'erwrought it crumbles at our breath-- tumbles in chunks across the apron,
Storm's Timing (Otherwise Untitled)
I ran the produce department out of peppers." ~ the corgi began to worry.
wander ~ Chapter 7
He dumped everything out from his arms onto the kitchen counter, and had to stumble to catch a bell pepper trying to break for freedom. "tyler again?" that made something in the back of my mind tweak, but nothing else came of it. "oh, nah.
Ballade Against Cheesemongery
Prince, you sent me pepper-corned edam with citron-oil essence. remove it please: its power to sour my gut, your soul to damn! i do desire no vanity in cheese.
The Aces of Lylat, Interlude: Star Dog
Two security guards and general pepper all walked into the cell, staring at the prisoner and the "damage" burrley caused. "did you get all that?" sid asked. general pepper nodded. "superweapons and an attack on our naval fleet?
Miner's Tastes (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the weasel leaned in close as though to share a secret, "she gets her peppers from some phoenix who lives on the edge of town, what took up a taste for spicy."
Favors Requested (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the local priest of the forge, a fox who's robes and fur were peppered with the tiny spots where embers had landed, settled down into his seat in the tavern.
Downstream Portland
pepper throws an arm around cinnamon's shoulders. "you're pretty much an expert at charades. go out there and knock them dead, partner." the brown fox nods and smiles. josee cracks her knuckles. "this will be so easy," she says.