EEH2013: Objective Complete
The dim red lighting softened most of the details to his adjusting vision, but the two scantily clad siamese cats lounging on the sofa was hard to ignore.
Deeper and Deeper
"go on miguel," said his girlfriend, the siamese. "great," i smiled. " i don't want to catch you off-balance, but if everybody could give us a little room here, i think you'll enjoy this."
Office territory
I turned to the closest cubicle and put a paw on a somewhat familiar siamese, oh i think i know this one!
TBTS: Welcome To Bedtown!
," the siamese cat cashier exclaimed. "do you guys know who that was?," the cashier asked both zip and nip. "isn't it, 'do you guys know who they were?,'" the cashier getting corrected by zip.
The Revolution
White siamese. from indonesian island. preacher: orange american shortail. us marine. radio and tech guy of the resistance. friend of furdel, maniac and badger. from arkansas. badger: a badger. petty officer in the us navy.
Damsel in distress
."** ** "you're just a house siamese cat and you're outnumbered, what makes you think that you can win?"
Will of the Alpha 3 - Lucid Daydream
One of the cats, an androgynous siamese draped in a black leather trench coat, shook his head. the other cracked a disdainful smirk, looking away from shell as the first spoke, "lucid isn't a popular choice here." "then you do know her?"
H&DP: Junkfood Dog
The shivering siamese hunched over around the hot bag of food, struggling to keep warm in the icy winter storm as the junkyards lone resident jogged up to the gate. "t-t-t-that'll be forty two f-f-f-fifty man..."
Lord of Anthroan Chapter 3
"you are as vain as a siamese," sounded a voice from the direction of the door. "i have to be, in addition to emperor, i am also god," tocar said laughing. the voice belonged to tocar's vizier. the sumatran tiger had gone white with age.
Here's to Hoping
A loud little siamese and a rather queer looking dalmatian. those were the two he noticed, at least... and it was awkward, really. she was a freshman, at the time, and he was a junior... people thought it strange. he didn't give a damn.
Spring Break III
He watched the mouse pull a towel from the siamese's waist, pop it and slip inside behind her. the door slid shut and the cab merged into the sea of traffic, disappearing with a left turn at the next light. "hey, you," a voice called.
Dramophone 1
siamese, maybe? i know, i know, 'wow racist,' don't look at me like that. so jeeves tells me that fancy boy over there wanted to experience the pleasure of fighting a real warrior and told me not to hold back.