An A-pear-ent Issue
"grab a pair of pears?" a wolf of varying blue colors asked aloud. "a dollar for two? what kind of sale is this?"
I, Dacien -- Chapter Nineteen -- Consequence
"i don't think i've had pear cheesecake in a long time. i had forgotten ..." and then it was xavien's turn to pause. "i had forgotten your fondness for pear until recently."
The Outlander Epilogue
She came across a pear tree and cut down one of the ripe pears using the starfire. as she adjusted the sword of martin across her back, she took a long breath of the warm summer air.
"The Thin Line," Part J
"eee, lad, tha has a pear tart, there? couldst tha let me have a bit?"
Vignette from The Highway
Matt ran to the nearest tree, what looked like pear, and plucked two of the yellowish fruits from low-lying branches, which he immediately began chewing his way through. the pears were ripe enough that several fell to the dirt as i watched.
Fey Problems
Gleefully she wrapped her hand around the pear and lifted it out of the basket and brought it toward her mouth. she was about to bite into it, the sweet, sweet scent of fresh pear juice making her drool.
Reclaiming Kingship
Then he gave the silver pear to the traveling hare. ==========the end==========
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 16: Threats
I tossed another lit whirly-pearly down. only a few zombies ignored the whirly-pearly and focused on me. i needed to keep their attention. "want some of me?" i screeched. i plucked a few hairs from my puffed tail and let them drift over the side.
There's Always Room
The next moment he was guided past the umbreon's pearly white teeth and cast into the shadowy, humid cave that was moonlight's mouth and deposited on a writhing, sticky tongue.
Fair Food, Beware
Say hello to pear passion, grape gratuity, and my favourite, wild cherry apocalypse." "that's a lot to choose from..." he said, looking at the bottles themselves. "but i think i'll take the pear soda." "sure!
The Beginning of a New Race: Chapter Ten
He started huffing once again, bouncing his shoulders and smiling deeply, revealing his pearly whites. sharp, pearly whites. that would _not_ look good with blood on them.
Gods Chosen- Rest Stop
Bo hops on top of the wagon to watch them, sitting on the top, but makes a point of casually eating his pear.