The Bike Ride Home
On the gray floors of his house, flowers of various kinds were in full bloom, roses daffodils and daisies, a full garden of flowers, except they glowed in seven colors unlike the flowers of the real world.
Masayoshi, Chapter 2
"it means 'daffodil.'" masayoshi looked aghast up at the mouse's looming face. behind him, after a thoughtful pause, torra started laughing, loud barking guffaws. "oh, in _that_ case... daffodil it is." "all right, jonquille," lawrence began.
Homecoming
White whiskers, pink nose, lavender-and-daffodil fur. like something that belonged in a hanging basket in front of a flower shop. this time he remembered everything that appealed to him.
Untitled Chapter 12
She pulled her long black hair back into a half ponytail with a bright yellow scrunchie to match her daffodil sundress; just as she finished getting ready, the telephone rang. "hello?" whisper says as she smoothes the wrinkles out of her dress.
Cupcakes 2: The Finale
"i followed a trail of daffodil pedals to the basement of sugarcube corner where i found you among other... things," she explained as more strands of her hair began to curl up on its own volition.
The Persistent Dragon Gets a Bath
The filth seeped in between her lavender and daffodil colored scales, forming creases in the cracks. grass and mud was stuck to the dragon's feet and dark gray claws.
Wow: Owl Odyssey - Sanctuary by Nightsabre
"so there i was running north after finally escapin' tha clutches o' tha over-sophisticated night elves, a stranger in a deranged land o' purple an' pink daffodils and trees bigger'n houses. an' ever other tree -were- a house!
What They Say About Zebras
"aw, daffodils," he said, staring at the flowers. "i love those." he shrugged. "don't worry, stud -- watch this."
The Miyatsu File Chapter Seven -- On The Circuit
"when i retired, i thought that planting daffodils would keep me busy. but the daffodils pretty much take care of themselves, and i miss the intellectual challenge of genetics." aiko smiled at the broad hint.
Adventures with Janeway
Somehow miss janeway still manages to smell of daffodils among the detritus of the rotting leaves and plants along the forest floor. she seems unencumbered by her uncomfortably heavy backpack as well; it is the only reason i have not given up yet.
Inkerman Street - Part 6
"they are daffodils mike. they will flower like this for a brief while then die off. they won't last much longer anyway." "still..." i pulled him against me and kissed his neck. "we've seen it. that's the most important.
A Cub's Hardships: The Orphanage Continuation
A cub's hardships: the orphanage continuation dante limped down the long, daffodil-wallpapered hallway looking to see which room he'd be in. it was, of course, at the end of the hallway.