My Roommate's A Stripper?! Ch. 6
He returned to the food, killing the heat on the skillet, then transferring the sausage into the sauce pot. "alright. i brought some fresh bread. i don't know if you can use it."
Apocalypse, parts 1-8
There was a fireplace with a grill over it and embers glowing in it, and an iron skillet, poker, and a stack of wood next to it. and a wooden box with water in it. the place smelled like him - like male dog - and fish.
The Lake: A Nate and David Story
Nate drained some of the fat from the skillet, leaving a bit behind, then started cracking eggs into it. they sizzled and popped as they hit the pan, frying in the savory grease.
Roommates: Chapter 9: The Day Can't Get Any Worse
The runes on her wrist started to glow as did the skillet and spatula. yasmin continued to toy with lin as her magic cooked the eggs. as the eggs finished, the skillet levitated to the back burner. "good, now that that's outta the way.
Something New and Exciting 3
Clenching tight against kian's claiming humps, he nearly sent the skillet flying, his paws shaking. "g-good morning." relaxing into kian's embrace, the plump dog flicked off the stove, adding to the pile of pancakes on a nearby plate.
Red-hot afternoon
"hey mighty..." she said emptying the contents of a skillet onto a plate. "...wanna join me for lunch? it's scrambled eggs and bacon." she said, setting two dishes with generous helpings of both items on the table.
Fun at Home: Mischievous Mice
Rowyin chuckles from the kitchen, placing the cut up sausage into a skillet to cook...
Prologue
The word sounded like water hitting a hot skillet, little more than a sharp hiss. a tremble ran through my body, as if that word had seared my skin, but i wouldn't back down on this matter. "i'm not going to let just anyone care for them."
Edge Walking. Chap 9: Pancake Flower
Commandeering the stovetop, the amateur fox chef poured a second glop of white goop onto the buttered skillet. once properly heated, the pale liquid would congeal to materialize into a golden pancake.
Suppress Me Not: Freebies Vol. 60: Post TF Edition
Onions sizzled in a skillet and noodles boiled on the next burner over. the house was dark except for the light in the kitchen. dragonien had the place to himself for the long weekend, during which time he hoped to get caught up on homework.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 2: The Black/Pruple Husky (part 1)
Clock across the rom to the wall. i got some new cloths for the day and walked into the bathroom. i got the water to where i needed it and jumped in, i quickly washed my fur getting the smell of last night off me. i jumped out and dryed off. i put on my skillet
Jack: Rexi and Talon -- 03 Talon
Trust is not something that one purchases, like a loaf of bread or a cooking skillet. it is an opinion, formed from experience, instinct, and thought. i can command you to, oh, fetch me tea. command you to trust me?