Evolution Part I: Chapter Eighteen
"we say topsy cause you're the alpha." "and because you're freakishly tall!" butted in fat gut, getting the last word. "topsy..." i let the word roll off my tongue.
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.
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-one
"well, i'm glad that you got it then, topsy. but i could go for a snack myself." pink nose was still looking down at the shapes on the chip bag, but said without looking up.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-four
"both of us will go along with you, topsy." he said and then looked for confirmation from terrier-face. "whatever you decide is important. you're our alpha." that took the fire out of me.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-six
"but, topsy, what if he destroys that paper?" asked pink nose worryingly, "it might be important." i shrugged, "even if it was important, we had no idea what it meant. maybe he will get an idea."
Evolution Part I: Chapter Nineteen
"you're starting to look pretty good, topsy." he said and huffed a charitable breath at me terrier-face agreed from my other side and also touched me with a dry paw, harder this time and set my belly rocking.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Thirty
"topsy, i'm pretty sure that he's moving only a little less than he used to in the past." "but haven't you watched him?" i insisted.
Like To Kill
"topsy want you." littlefoot and ducky were taken aback. "what?" spike nodded. "yes. he want to see you. messa dinks it very important." he pointed his head towards where mr. threehorn was waiting.
Ratty Batty
Don't be appalled: rbf, i've heard it's called plus all these tongue-twist topsy-turves are nature's ploy, or frazzled nerves labels help, right?
Routine Maintenance
She could call for one of the crew to come back and help pull her out but personal pride shot down that idea, she survived her topsy-turvy career in the fleet by learning to rely on herself. after cyptal bargebottom, this was nothing.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Thirty-two
Lifting his head just a little, he saw my outline and said, "morning, topsy." "morning fatty." i said while he yawned. i could see one canine missing, a new adult tooth half grown in its place.