Coyote in the Dining Room (Otherwise Untitled)
~ she poured two cups of tea, setting one down infront of him. it wasn't quite done steeping, but they both needed something in their hands.
Blood in the Soil, Gaze to the Stars (Otherwise Untitled)
As the mother began to feel the settling impact of her own words, she was rescued by the whistling of the tea kettle.
A Calm Sip (Otherwise Untitled)
Once he could see that there were no alerts or messages queued for him and the dispenser was properly whirring away at his request for tea, he stepped into and pulled on the wrinkled pants.
Faust the Thunderer 3 - A New Contract
Visitors are readily welcomed, and quickly offered a place to sit along side a long koi pond, where they patiently await their tea.
Baby Carriages and Fake Tea in Boston = Disaster
"which is where the tea party took place." mabel points out. "what tea party?" brent asks. "the boston tea party," june says, "it's where americans dressed as indians and threw tea off a ship to rebel against the british." "oh."
Hunter's High Tea
"we'll have to get you ready for high tea though." "high tea?" hunter repeated nervously, shifting on his padded butt. andlat nodded.
Recaptured -8- Freed (Epilogue)
tea looked up from his diary. "am i missing anything, master?" fox chuckled, holding one fennec on each of his legs. "aren't you going to write anything about us?" tea grabbed his pen and started to talk as he wrote. "oh, right!
Teabagging
_must have been some tea dust_, shi assumed, as shi finished making hir tea and savored every sip, blissfully unaware that a city had been in hir mug just a few minutes earlier.
TS: Chapter 3
With remarkable speed the elderly dragon flung the tea dish sitting next to him straight at me. i shattered it to a thousand tiny pieces with a thunderbolt.
The New Girl
The New Girl "I'm not sure about this Kiki," The fawn called from behind her pink flower room divider. "Oh come on Kiirei, you'll love Sierra," the white fox called back. "It's not that, it's just are you sure I have to see her on my own the...
"The Thin Line," Part Y
I don't think i've ever appreciated a good cup of tea more.
Tea and Empathy
"i don't get tea very often. is there etiquette to this kind of thing?" "how did you take reality-melting tea in your dream?" "my son prepared it for me. he had also brought me a bagel and a schmear." "did you eat it?" "no.