The Leopard and the Husky
A pretzel waved back and forth before his muzzle, tantalisingly close, and the leopard bit his lip. he hadn't realised how hungry he was. then he blinked. the paw holding the pretzel was the husky's.
Ocean Depths part 20
He kissed his forehead before heading to a nearby pretzel shop and getting a few napkins. his grumbling stomach wanted a bit more and he ended up buying a pretzel for them to share. he was always thankful for having such a fast metabolism.
Gryphon Feathers.
"there's a pretzel stand over there. you in?" cole shrugged. "sure. can't say no to shopping centre pretzels." we joined the short line, the scent of buttery dough wafting over and making my mouth water.
Chp. 3) Brother's Haven
"what are you talking about, there's no way you can eat that many pretzels. i'll go broke just buying them." leon complained not realizing what rues was referring to.
The Captain is Dead
No... the pretzel had just been the release of a long-exhausted adventurer. "so... did you get the pretzel out?" there was no reply to my question, other than a glare from the doctor.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 39: The Touch You Missed
He might need another drink, this time stronger and preferably more alcoholic, and a pretzel. pretzel. a familiar food. something familiar. a semblance of familiarity about what he knew about himself.
Hammed
Eric looked around and noticed a lot of food bobbing about: sandwiches all soggy from the liquids, pretzels, chips now all scummy, and dozens of candy bars. the green liquid smelled like limes and eric guessed it was gatorade.
Vadim, Chapter 2: A New Family
You have to try these pretzels over here, they are the best!" sig grabbed him by the paw and half jogged to a pretzel stand. addan gave a small motion to the cashier that he wanted two pretzels, and paid him.
POEM: A Journey
Inside, it twists me like a pretzel. things were perfect, innocent, true. but now my mind is filled, with putrid grey goo. i resist all that i know to be evil and wrong, now i know i must remain headstrong.
Track and Field: Part 9
After about an hour once she was done i bet i could've tied myself into a pretzel. well, maybe a pretzel rod. i was still hurting, after all. no matter how great the massage, it can't change the fact that i got the shit beat out of me.
Family Days 15
Marion swallowed the pretzel slowly. "well...i'm going to the lockout with reid, right?" chris asked, cocking his head. had something come up? "yeah!" marion replied quickly coughing a bit on the pretzel and hitting his chest to help it go down.
Give Me Wings, and I Will Fly
"i've always been a pretzel lover." "you have to try one." ayden fixed her with a knowing look as he carefully unwrapped the cookie wrapper, soon producing two wafers, and subsequently gave one to her. "i promise you'll never pick the pretzels again."