Topsy Turvy: Chapter 2 - Chasing Tails
It didn't take him much time to give topsy a look over and figure out what had just happened. "hey topsy." he sounded less than thrilled. "o..oh hiya chase!" the canine quickly stumbled into an upright position. "how was work?"
Survival and Death
He could only imagine topsy going berserk and trying to kill the sharptooth himself. maybe he'd fair better, being bigger.
A Reason
While topsy had a frown on his face, it was a frown of seriousness, not a frown of anger. "finally, we found you!" ducky gulped. "anything wrong, mr. threehorn, sir?" "where's littlefoot?" ducky shrugged. "i don't know.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Thirty-Four
"topsy." greeted pink nose. i grunted in response and he laid his round, bulging form on the ground near me. "you haven't said a word today, topsy." he added after i refused to speak. "maybe i have nothing to say."
Meeting
topsy nodded his head once. "i thought i saw a sharptooth's shadow earlier. but i wasn't sure." he turned his head to the crowd. "anybody have any idea how the sharptooth got in?" nobody answered for several minutes.
New Vixen in Notre Dame, Chapter 3: Topsy Turvy Turn of Events (Hunchback of Notre Dame Fanfiction)
Once again, it's topsy-turvy day! it's the day the devil in us gets released! it's the day we mock the pig and shock the priest! everything is topsy-turvy at the feast of fools! (choir: topsy-turvy!) everything is upsy-daisy! (choir: topsy-turvy!)
Invasion CH2: Topsy Curvy
#5 of invasion chap. 2 : topsy curvy the next morning he awake with a strange stickiness in his eyes. jay grumbled something as he rubbed the crust and mucous from his face as his elbow smacked into something large, fuzzy, and alive.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Thirty-seven
So, no topsy, i'm not worried. if anything, you should be worried because i'm what _they_ want." fat gut was panting now, really overexerting himself.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-three
When it did, topsy added nervously, "topsy, it won't open again."
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-eight
"but why topsy?" fatty asked, sitting down once more with a thump. i shifted my eyes to the grass beside him. despite my surety, i didn't have a composed answer at hand.
Escape
Ducky couldn't register the happiness in her mind when topsy stepped in. "chomper...? you know that sharptooth?" littlefoot and petrie gulped as they stared into the threehorn's eyes. they were narrowed, almost angry.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-nine
"come on topsy, show us how to open the lock." i grinned at the dogs' shared enthusiasm.