A Different Kind of Babysitter - Part 7
#7 of a different kind of babysitter **author's note: bradley's entry song is "theme from new york, new york" by frank sinatra.** **_"there is no such thing as a natural boxer. a natural dancer has to practice hard.
Night thoughts - 1. - Because why not
But, that's life, as sinatra sang ages ago, only in mind now to so few the world spins, & those stuck in place, angrily stand, watching the surprise-less show, at heart, they already knew...
Smirnov's Academy Fox Epilogue
Neither of their tails would cease wagging behind them, all while frank sinatra sang on the nearby radio. later, the red fox and german shepherd returned to the living room.
Cats Do Like Water!
The notes jumbled for a second before settling, playing the crooning voice of sinatra: "fly me to the moon. let me dance among the stars... let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars...."
Free of Charge [Request]
You can't tell just by looking at someone; he's got a voice almost two octaves below frank sinatra's. in fact..."
Life's Fun Bits: Part 3: The Taste of Love
Several of the older people looked shocked as the melody of 'come fly with me' picked up, and rose tipped the hat forward and leaned in to the microphone, smiling as she let loose with the song, holding true to frank sinatra's way of singing it.
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 26
This is the second song scene i had written, another sinatra, of course, but big band and sinatra weren't the only music i had planned. i had a whole soundtrack picked out for almost every scene, including things heard on the radio and television.
Horzone
Me and sinatra finish up the song. "...you..." "you." she takes it up hastily and grabs me in an embrace against the soft pillowy warmness of her chest.
Strangers After All: Part X
Those boots weren't made for walking; sorry nancy sinatra.
A Dog in Blue: Dreams
As he got closer, the quiet notes of frank sinatra's voice slid through the cracks of his closed door. this must have been one of the new albums that nathan had bought him.
Waking Up
._ not even frank sinatra's smooth voice could soothe the throbbing in his head. bryce groaned as he pulled the blankets tighter about his body. gloriously soft blankets and wonderfully plush mattress.
Love and Radiation Chapter 1
An artist who died long ago by the name of sinatra sang a somber, slow tune about a blue moon.** **outside the halls of this dust-filled dead casino were other buildings much like the lucky 38, though not as tall or magnificent as the still-lit tower.