Thanksgivin' Dinner
"turkey, macaroni, cakes, stuffings of all kinds...vegetables and best of all...ham." vess chuckled as he stood in the mirror brushing his fur out. "it wouldn't be your thanksgiving without it, eh?"
Spiral Nebula - Chapter 24
"that was me," the marten replied, breaking off a smaller piece of some vegetables. "wasn't easy and most of the data was corrupted anyway."
Now I Need a New Suit
Some time passed, in which i cut the vegetables as i was instructed. after about two hours, he returned. i was worried, because he was still angry. no, he was angrier now than he was when he left earlier.
What, a dog isn't a pokemon? chapter one
Dairu picked several vegetables and placed them in a bucket. "sunday." dairu yelled as the ground crumbled and he fell. "bark bark." translation - "dairu." then the ground crumbled under my paws and i fell with him.
Hell on Earth. Chapter 13
"he's been turned into a vegetable. a grey vegetable at that. i wouldn't want him in my stew!" "where's my chunk of sapphire? that's what i need! oh, which flipping pocket is it in?
Clarity - Prologue: Everyday Reality
More consistent cuts on the vegetables so they roast evenly in the pan, better ratios and added seasonings in the egg mix, and i've even found adding some simple mushrooms to the vegetable mix makes it heartier and more satisfying, both in taste and filling
The Wolf
My nose wrinkles as the vegetables, but i force myself to eat them anyway, just to make mom less worried. for some reason, the steak seemed a lot less tasteless than usual. i wonder if it's because my body has changed so much.
Rose- Lunch Time
I am somewhat surprised by the amount of vegetable matter in this. i can pick out some celery, tomatoes, carrots and some others diced small enough and disguised enough by the sauce on the pasta surrounding it all that i cannot tell.
Family Days 16
"that sounds great," chris said, his tail giving a slight thump behind him at the knowledge that there would be no evil vegetable soup tonight. his dad could make nearly anything taste good--almost.
A Hard, Bruising Fall
The male snow rabbit, once seated, began to poke his fork at his vegetables. boiled broccoli, peas. steamed baby carrots. "are you not eating?" "i am not hungry," was aisling's quiet insistence.
Hide and Seek
The thundering of my heartbeat pounded through my body as i tore into the other rooms, the smell of the candles and vegetable flesh negating my lycan sense of smell , the sounds filtering through the open windows in the kitchen as i stepped over the trio of
Three Types of Shuman
There they offer us fresh fish, meat, and vegetables from metal containers. while we dine, the overseers enter our living area and set to work sterilizing it thereby undoing all our efforts of making it a more pleasant home for ourselves to live in.