Kaotic beginnings - A Kaos Army story - Chapter 5
A long time ago, back in the horrors of his youth, when he was a troubled teenager full of edgy angst and burdened with a hint of natural magic that made him a dangerous outcast, he'd been dumped on his uncle mortimer's posh doorstep in the middle of the english
Chapter 33 – Dr Jekyll then run and hide.
And stood there, is mortimer.
None and Much the Richer
She didn't have wheldon's outspokenness or mortimer's penchant for fun-arguing. didn't have petra's quirky dialect or charm. and so on. when compared to the other furs on the station, she might've seemed rather plain. but desmond didn't think so.
Redwall: The Warrior's RItual
#21 of redwall it had been a long day for matthias methuselah mortimer, better known to all at redwall abbey as mattimeo. the young mouse had been required to get up early that morning, which was now the tenth consecutive day he had done so.
The Pools
Inside the carriage sat raphael, a golden furred lion accompanied by his father's court wizard, edgar mortimer, a human. the lion's jaw was still clenched tight, shaking his head. he had traveled too far north and much too far east than he liked.
Redwall: The Capture of Matthias - Part 2
Of course his friends wanted to save him, but abbot mortimer, being a sensible, wise, old mouse knew all too well that such a rescue attempt was nothing more than a fool's errand that would result in casualties and or capture.
Decorum of a Swoon
"well, maybe mortimer needs me. maybe i should go, and ... and maybe," she insisted, "you should be in charge of the sugar gliders." "you speak as if they're children in need of a sitter." "ambassadors!"
Hard to Get Pt 2
It says here that he joined up with mortimer only a few weeks ago. everything else is locked down by the fbi." "so..... he's a fed?? wait, why are you sharing this with me anyway? you're not going to kill me now are you?"
Of Warlords and Pleasures: Gabool the Wild
Father abbot said it's from the time of old abbot mortimer, but it's been polished every week and fitted with a few new pieces from time to time. the surface is still the same, though." the rough-looking squirrel nodded. "hmm.
Lyra, Ritual
It reminded her strongly of mortimer's tail, but hairless and smooth. it quested around, as if observing its surroundings. the chanting of the cultist began to wind up, increasing in volume and pace as they witnessed the tentacle push out of her.
Chiaroscuro
But the other two: there's crew-fur mortimer. he's a raccoon. and barrow. he's ... " " ... a bat. the doctor," bic finished. "yeah, i've talked to him." "you know bats are telepathic, right," ezri said.
Tongue-Tied Lightning
"crew-fur mortimer got pelted in the nose with a grape ... " ross, muzzle closed, made a snorting sound. wilco started to follow ... "that is not amusing," aria told them. "no," ross said, trying to keep a straight face.