Wanderer's Surprise (Quantum Leap/Blind Pig) mash-up_
**Wanderer's Surprise** **By Bill Kieffer** _Icthorian inspired another story with his contests. This one was combine two universes... one from television and one from one of the TSA universes. I'm happy to say, this story won second place. The...
Healing for a Spell
After several moments, the camp of mash 4077 slowly filed out from the compound.
They Came From the Pages
I set button mash down and watched as he ran to his mother's side. i too followed and looked down.
untitled story series
"yah mom this meatloaf is pretty good, i'm liking the mashed potatoes as well." "well thank you jason it seems someone genuinely enjoys my food." taking another bite and looking at her husband and son.
Bonus Chapter #1: Thanksgiving 2014
Tyler helped himself to a big glob of mashed potatoes before passing them to me. i still had no idea what was going on, but... well, the food looked and smelled amazing, so i decided to just go with it.
x-mas ratchet and clank style
The lombax's eye narrowed in anger as the green beans became stuck in the glob of mashed potatoes, adding to his embarrassment.
Sonadow: Part 3
Then, he checks on the mashed potatoes and gravy. "almost done" he says. the doorbell rang and sonic went to the door. "that must be shadow" sonic said.
Master Chef
"i need a sack of potatoes to mash from the outside pantry. tell syrus in the cellar we need a few barrels of cidar for the feast tonight. have him bring up three.
Born Anew
I continued to watch him as he slowly but surely devoured the food that i'd mashed up. eventually the pile of mashed up seaweed grew smaller and smaller and looked down at the little lugia.
The Old Red Hen and the Big Bad Fox Chapter 2: Help yourself
Downing the remaining doughnut matter he refilled it with fresh cream, and broke up several doughnuts, a full dozen in fact, and began to mash them into a doughnut milkshake of sorts.
Change Your Spoons
And, though field was entirely certain the customer was referring to the mashed potatoes, the mouse, wanting to one-up the customer for faking him out, replied, "mashed, parsley, or o'brien?"
Forgive Me, Art
Concept must be cracked, shorn, mashed, cut, and shattered, if it is ever to be reality. it is not, precisely, the worry that the product will not be as good as it might. it is unwillingness to destroy that perfect idea.