Kayla: Parental Visit
"i'll go grab the tarts, i'll be right back", ki'rene said, getting up from the couch. "wait a second ki'rene. just have ninne do it. ninne! go get the tarts from the kitchen, and don't you dare steal any!"
Growing Up Gay in High School - Book 1: Freshman Year - Chapter 1
"good morning, hun." my mom said, putting two pop-tarts in front of me. "waddup big bro?" my little brother, roy, asked. "hey there, buddy. ready to start eighth grade?" i asked, taking a big bite out of one of my pop tarts. "hell yeah!
Thanksgiving Plans
Forth a fork, and broke into the delicious, glossy chocolate tart resting there.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Nine
It’s got a lot of fruit in the nose, a lot of sweetness, but a bit of tartness on the back end, too. sort of like…” beka returned to take a swig from her own mug, swished it around her mouth, and then smiled. “candied apricots and tart berries.”
The Tail Virus Eggschange (Part 1)
A silver-haired guy that looked like a member of a biker band was eating one just outside, one of his knobbly hands lifting the tart off the synthetic, faux marble table to his mouth.
Charlie
He turned back around to tend to his freshly popped pop tarts, grabbing some kitchen roll to not burn his fingers.
Serenifi: Great Scott! Part I: Scene 1
Who'd want pop-tarts with raw cupcake batter as the filling? (kicks skateboard aside, which hits a pile of papers under a bed.)
Love Is... Chapter 1
The waiter placed a perfectly formed individual treacle tart in front of emma, who nodded silently and flashed him a smile which quivered at the corners before she could suppress it again, and a hot fudge sundae before martin.
Ryan's Bath time with his Son
Placed the pop tarts there.he sat down next to his son,also watching the television program his son is watching.while they were both eating,ryan asks his son what's he gonna do today.
Stuck in a Rut
Nothing but a box of cereal that had been demolished into nothing more than crumbs and a box pop-tarts remained. "well i guess that it's going to be cold pop-tarts again" sighed xavier.
Breakfast
"well, okay then... and what else do you call 'tarts made with warm, sugar covered diarrhea'?" i asked sarcastically. "the name for them is 'tart de la bowel'.
My Sister's 'Fever'
Maybe, pop tarts, they're faster" she giggled, putting the box down on the table and grabbing a bag of pop tarts as she motioned towards the table.