Corpulence
So they lounged on the sofa, and began mustering the energy to grab more pasta.
Everyone Does It for Vlad 2
The fruit bat was at the front of the casa di pasta. he went up to a table where a nice family of rabbits were seated, "buon giorno, miei cari, are you enjoying yourselves?"
When Dreams become Reality: Chapter 5: Surprise Plan, & Tony's Friends
As we all started eating, i couldn't help but exclaim "......this...is the best pasta i've ever had!!!" tony laughed and said "thanks sweetie, i told ya it would be greeeaattt!!"
Raised in Blood
Charr pasta?" grinning, the skinny man turned back toward his female companion. "don't worry, i'll eat your..." as he turned, he saw the woman with her mouth agape, her one eye bulging.
The Calm Before The Storm (Chapter 3)
I exclaimed with a nervous laugh, "i hadn't planned on having company, so i was just going to have a little packet of pasta." the otter pouted at me. "pasta? you eat too much pasta, dude!
Dinner Date
The pasta came and the pair's conversation slowed, and as requested the vibrator ceased, as they intently worked on their meals, comparing each others strategies, and other races they had run.
How I Found It All: Part VII
"oh, it's a kind of pasta casserole. i like pasta." he reheated the food, and we both sat down to eat at the table. not much was said mostly because i was extremely hungry, and i wanted to do nothing but eat then.
College Heats Up
"hello and welcome to cristo's house of pasta. my name is trey and i'll be your server this evening. can i start you off with some drinks?" asked the waiter as he glanced at james. "just water for me," said james. "and for you?"
Sovrim in Spaghetti
The teeth were stained with the pasta sauce, giving everything an unsettling red hue that reminded sovrim of blood.
Of Fear and Faith Ch. 1: Fly With Me
He was sitting atop one of the wooden chairs in front of my dinner table; he had already made himself at home and had a lovely bowl of pasta in front of him. "what's wrong with this?"
One night.... (The unoficial continuation) pt3
Now obviously the stone boulder that fell on the wolf's head was never taught any manners, otherwise it would have left him to carry on with his sentence instead of splattering his brains across the rocky surface like pasta.
SCRAP Coc story never finished
"i'm making pasta. i heard its your favorite dish!" i put the brownie plate down on the stove near the pasta pot, abby was jumping up and down and trying to smell them. "indeed it is my absolute favorite dish.