Roomies 2: Home, Sweet-WTF?!

"twenty-one," the bat said with a smile that exposed a pair of pointed front teeth. killer blushed. 'egads,' he thought, 'xix was right; buck teeth can be cute on some furs..."

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Sasha's Cloak

Dressing up as a vampire bat won't be so bad in this, i hope they get jealous.' she thought evilly.

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Quand le danger n\'est pas là où on l\'attend

En sortant du restaurant -- et c'était, comme toujours, délicieux --, Ryan se remet en route. Il redescend depuis le centre-ville, passe devant chez lui, continue... Et se rend compte qu'il ne s'est pas arrêté chez lui. En faisant demi-tour, il se...

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You Don't Know Me Without You

The little mouse-bat had just turned two years old a week ago. having been conceived, back then, on a frigid january night, and bats having eleven-months gestations (hence why the bat population wasn't as big as some other furry populations).

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How to Forget About Peaches

There was a reason bats flew only at night. they were mammals that could do things other mammals couldn't. which incited jealousy and suspicion. when you were a bat, you learned to use your gifts (flight and telepathy) with restraint.

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Chpater 1

The bat on the left with his skateboard under his arm. wearing a black hooded tight-fitting jacket with many zippers pockets, black jeans torn at the knees,, and dark blue sketchers: that's victor cachu.

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Fruitful

I'm not ... " " ... a fruit bat. i'm not a fruit bat. so, don't be callin' me one," she said, finally smearing the whipped cream on his lips. "got it? or i'll start callin' you a muff mouse."

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Firework Show

There were no keeping secrets from a bat. "mm-hmm ... mm, field," the bat breathed, sighing out. "it's," she breathed, "okay. liked giving it to you ... " she trailed, head rolling this way. and that way. and then stopping.

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Not Even the Lightning Bugs

"my little bat-mouse ... " " ... mouse-bat," field corrected quietly. and then added, "honey-mouse-bat." "it's not a weekend, is it?" adelaide asked. "every other weekend, she's a honey-mouse-bat. it's a monday night."

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Nocturne

The bat had stopped touching his ears. her paws had slipped away. the mouse left hot and panting. "are ... are you okay?" the pink-furred bat blinked, swallowing.

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Dimensional mischief pt5

Avery had just finished showering.the bat had decided that instead of waiting for the human to finish that he'd simply use the ordinary showers.they were situated in a big room with many showers.there was no privacy while in this room.

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Dimensional mischief pt4

We turned to the voice that we had heard and jumped, we pulled out our rifles. A group of people were walking by in a line. They had guns and wore military gear, but they weren't human,they were different,we aimed our guns at them, one of them noticed...

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