Winburn Part 2: Civil Disobedience
When she finally cracked some eggs into the skillet, cuthbert closed his eyes in delight. he felt both of them complete the motion, but he knew that he only had one eye. "why do i feel the other?"
Garnish, with Basil
His ears buzzed, and in the mirrors he watched as the older bear talked, gestured, and set out a miniature gas stove and iron skillet. his brain was afire with the uncomfortable truth.
A New World: Chapter 3
I begin to quickly dice them and i scramble some eggs and pour it into the first skillet with veggies, and in the other one i pour in pancake batter.
Tender Tails and Warm Hearts
Another tail set a skillet atop a burner, then flowed forth to coil around the brush handle. "i often find my tails get quite a bit of attention," she mused aloud. "though, most don't wait. they simply reach out and take hold."
Whispers In The Dark
Brando (c) goldenspectra over on fa whispers in the dark (c) skillet the two males entered the tavern room, the white bear holding the wooden door opened for the brass dragonborn.
A Rest
I was skillet night. tossed me in with some spices and cooked me over an open fire before eating me. no idea what happened to the last girl. she still hasn't come out." mist listened to the tails with a mixture of horror and fascination...
Day 40 1:10 PM 1/4/2023-Chapter 11-A New Friend
The smell made my mouth water and the sound of the meat which i had boiled and now was frying on our cast iron skillet with extra spices and a tad of our vegetable oil made me think i was in a high end mexican restaurant.
Tina's Story II -Chapter 1 - As if we never said goodbye
.** **colleen stood at the stove, poking aimlessly at the contents of the 'skillet creations' bag she had just dumped into the pan. colleen was not an inspired cook, but then, neither was lydia.
Bulls Life: Knowing Matt
I peeked in seeing glenn getting down three skillets. "what are you doin babe?" i asked and he smirked.
Slavery Legalized - Chapter 6: Finally, Breakfast!
After having cooked a few, and peeling them off the skillet and placing them on a platter, he brought them over to his master, proud that he was able to do it right this time.
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 3: The Fragment
The heavy iron skillet his hand found would do the job. he chucked it as hard as he could, shattering the glass with ease. "not so worried about me cutting up that carpet now, are you?"
Late One Night
Punk was cooking on a skillet, whistling to himself idly as he worked, before grinning widely as he looked over, "morning, sleeping beauty." the hare blushed at that as punk brought over a plate with an omlette steaming upon it, "t-thanks."