Connections
vodak food took some adjusting to. maybe a tragic end on the outside porch would have done both me and this mess a favour. gods, this'd be the first and _last_time i picked dinner up from the campus grocery store.
Blessing Day: Part 4
As for my parents, even if i could climb down to the table from the warmth of marek's pocket, i doubt i'd have wanted to be anywhere near them, cold and callous, complaining on and on about magda and viktor in vodak.
Blessing Day: Part 3
"kinda sounds like my folks when they randomly decide to practice their vodak around the house." "you don't join them?" "nah. velikan suits me day to day." sam upped his workrate, both paws now rubbing the fur around my whiskers.
Blessing Day: Part 2
"my second year class has an essay on vodak-velikan relations due that first week back, so i'll be hoping they're all hard at work right now." "whew, that sounds tough. i hope they are too, for all their sakes!" ma chuckled through her nose.
Getaway: Parts 1 & 2 (AaO Side Story)
Ended up stomping all over some vodak guy who thought he was the business. his repub was the first to get smashed. not even an hour in." "listen to president sidorov over here," i jeered, matching his walking pace. "diplomatic as ever."
Laundry Day
The vodak grand prix's always a doozy." "no doubt!" nik threw up his huge paws. caught the railings with a knuckle. the whole darn balcony vibrated. me, too. he hadn't a clue. "honestly, it's one of my favourite circuits. open and twisty.
Getaway: Parts 4 & 5
_kelley, who last year announced his intention to retire following the world games in sturanja this summer, will be aiming to recover in time to defend his mixed-size long jump championship against young vodak favourite imre jelinek.'_ "door, lock!"
Perspective
"it's tomastorm, so it might have been vodak... heh, or more likely, just total jibber." as fun as it was to travel down memory lane together, face to face, kinda, i couldn't help wondering how the scenery outside looked.
Boiling Point
Not the vodak substitute." up raced his hands in defence. "their words, man, not mine." mr. bennabi grumbled something to himself, finishing up his plating before wandering off to start work on the next order. good for him.