Apocalypse, parts 1-8
There was a fireplace with a grill over it and embers glowing in it, and an iron skillet, poker, and a stack of wood next to it. and a wooden box with water in it. the place smelled like him - like male dog - and fish.
The Lake: A Nate and David Story
Nate drained some of the fat from the skillet, leaving a bit behind, then started cracking eggs into it. they sizzled and popped as they hit the pan, frying in the savory grease.
Devil & Angel
Jak huffed and a grinned, "you know my mum always says a good skillet always makes a good dinner and a good weapon, now i believe her. anyway, are you alright sir?" he asked, wielding the violet metal skillet in his hand.
Roommates: Chapter 9: The Day Can't Get Any Worse
The runes on her wrist started to glow as did the skillet and spatula. yasmin continued to toy with lin as her magic cooked the eggs. as the eggs finished, the skillet levitated to the back burner. "good, now that that's outta the way.
Corwin Hall, Chapter 20
He put one paw up gingerly, holding it near the hatch like a man testing the heat of a skillet on a burner. he withdrew it quickly and looked down, shaking his head, and began the slow climb back down. geraden passed by lisa and todd.
Suppress Me Not: Freebies Vol. 60: Post TF Edition
Onions sizzled in a skillet and noodles boiled on the next burner over. the house was dark except for the light in the kitchen. dragonien had the place to himself for the long weekend, during which time he hoped to get caught up on homework.
Winter Help – Chapter Five
Bubba scrambled eggs expertly and swirled half of them in the hot skillet. "my dick wasn't all that big in junior high," he said, finding it easier to talk about now that the ice was broken. "it was the same size as everyone else's.
Prologue
The word sounded like water hitting a hot skillet, little more than a sharp hiss. a tremble ran through my body, as if that word had seared my skin, but i wouldn't back down on this matter. "i'm not going to let just anyone care for them."
Edge Walking. Chap 9: Pancake Flower
Commandeering the stovetop, the amateur fox chef poured a second glop of white goop onto the buttered skillet. once properly heated, the pale liquid would congeal to materialize into a golden pancake.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 2: The Black/Pruple Husky (part 1)
Clock across the rom to the wall. i got some new cloths for the day and walked into the bathroom. i got the water to where i needed it and jumped in, i quickly washed my fur getting the smell of last night off me. i jumped out and dryed off. i put on my skillet
Courtship Part 6: Days, Weeks, Months, Hours
Kristoph was working in the kitchen, pulling some bacon off a sizzling skillet. i watched as he spun around to set a plate full of bacon on our kitchen table, next to a stack of waffles and a container of syrup, slightly warmed.
Red-hot afternoon
"hey mighty..." she said emptying the contents of a skillet onto a plate. "...wanna join me for lunch? it's scrambled eggs and bacon." she said, setting two dishes with generous helpings of both items on the table.