Revelations - Chapter 4: Dark Secrets
Tick, tock, tick, tock...over and over. as he looked into their eyes, he saw comprehension dawn on terrence's face. the male ferret had figured it out.
Make the Grade
His little blue bottom wiggled in the air with cute the little tick tock wiggles of his tail and a strong petite curvature that begged for arnold's attention.
Gathering the Pieces...
tock. tick. tock. the lobby is eerily silent. tick. tock. tick. tock. the minutes silently go by; larcus and the guards still wait. nothing. not even a pin drop. "they are quite overdue..." larcus contemplated. "alright.
Clockwork Corrections
The whole space was built upon white noise, the sound of keyboards typing, the tick tock of the clock, shuffling papers; the aircon's hum, someone clearing their throat, yet another 'please take a number and wait.'
Home-Wrecker
"tick tock, tick tock," she said, chuckling. her mother and father had a split second to stare at each other in shock, but then the moment to react passed.
Terms of Service - Chapter 8
He was trapped, there was no differentiation between flinty of aesc anymore, just clockwork and the time... tick-tock, tick-tock.... tick-tock.
04 - White Walls
"understood, sergeant," tick and tock spoke as one. the others echoed their compliance and quickly they set to the task of cleaning up their mess.
08 - Mask of Courage
"looks a lot like the other red dragons," tock echoed. "it's him," green river assured them. "i've been a lot closer than the rest of you to him." "as you were running away," tock chuckled and his brother's smirk mirrored his own.
Family Days 38
Tick tock tick tock the seconds go off the clock! i mean...uhmm...well...yeah...hello everyone! it's good to see (metaphorically/figuratively?) you all!
Time Beats. Hearts tick. - medium poem
Tick tock. tick tock. why does time make noise? does the heart hear the time? will forever have a sound? will the heart feel it, hear it, know it? thum thump. thum thump. can time hear the heart beating? does it know when the heart is yearning?
Just Living: Introduction
Tick tock, tick tock i don't even have a mechanical clock. it's getting very late. the laptop shuts down, set aside and the covers come up.
Chapter 8 - Thyme After Time - part 21
The blue-furred pony looked at tic-tock. "what did she just say?" "i believe she said we make our own luck," the watchmaker replied "now that, i can understand."