The Governor and Her Shadow Chapter Eleven
"professor marmalade, madam governor!" one reporter shouted, his voice barely cutting through the cacophony. "professor marmalade! ooh, professor marmalade! madam governor! madam governor!" another cried out, desperate for a comment.
The Governor and Her Shadow Chapter Ten
"but even in tragedy, professor marmalade, he did what he does so well. he made us look at things differently. and thanks to you, marmalade, the love crater meteorite will forever serve as a symbol of how there is good even in the worst places."
New Purge City: Prolouge
Their other best friend, marmalade, was standing in front of the now open roof door holding a smoking gun. he slowly put the gun down to his side as he walked towards ripper. "oh thank god! th-thank you marmalade.
Fire and rescue: Part 1
Fire and rescue mortimer dug his knife down into the marmalade jar with a scrape and frowned; he’d been so busy he hadn’t had chance to do his usual grocery shop at sainsbury’s. supplies were running low.
The Flower of Scotland
I ate in silence, nibbling on the egg whites and a buttery with marmalade. mom, grandpa, and grandpa gossiped about people i'd never heard of between large bites of breakfast.
Isan Dawn: Chapter Four
He had the classical tabby fur corporation with cream coloured stripes on a marmalade orange base. his head-fur was a darker brown colouration and i suspected there probably other parts of his body that shared the same colours.
The Belly Eternal
His denim shirt was straining at the buttons, his marmalade fur sprouting through, and then the first popped. then a second.
New Bird Fursona
His name isn't payton augustine quartz marzipan (my wolf fursona's name) but it's eilo jose marmalade the third.
Flaming Delights
The "strawberry-jam, orange marmalade with a hint of ghost pepper ice-cream "! does it look delicious?"
Morning
I decorated a bit of toast with cranberry marmalade, hoping i wasn't going to drop some onto my fur; the urge to lick it off might overcome accepted social graces. "what sort of stories?" "he was the wielder of the sword of justice, called albion.
5.1 - Dinner
The raccoon nodded, "absolutely, for our prinsesstårta selection today, we have raspberry, orange marmalade, and of course lingonberry." "we'll have all of them." alfred wasn't interested in making a decision.
The Fox and the Berries and the Mushrooms
marmalade in jars, preserves of summer's sweet fruit, recalled on sour breads. it would be disingenuous to suggest that times were always hard for sunflower. he kept all his fur and he kept his sword arm strong.