Coming Clean
"il sera parfait." the poodle noted in french, leaning against eizenzahn. he glanced to paul, "you are doing very well, paul miller." the french dog's tail wagged encouragingly. "ja..."
Spirit Bound: Chapter Sixty-Nine
Can we have a parfait?" nick sat down beside him, eyeing his older brother. nathanial pulled off his shorts without really thinking about it, then washed his paws, "oh, that was some lady from the society.
Worth the Wait
That irregular, patchy parfait of caramel-and-cream fur? low-hanging ears? it was her, alright! cute as a button. the otter sighed, taking a sip of his drink as the camera cut away to focus on something else. how long had it been?
Spirit Bound: Chapter Seventy-Eight
Thanks for the parfait, nats. um, and hi, everyone." nathanial looked at his naked brother. "right.
La Flèche Noire
» fit il avec un clin d'il « elle m'enivre, je ne peut y résister » ils rirent, ils étaient parfaitement sur la même longueur d'onde, bien qu'il portait leurs uniformes, la guerre paraissait soudain si lointaine.
Date with Sickle
"the berry parfait was really good but... i think i'll try this salad they've got listed here. anything with sitrus berries _has_to be good." "i might have a side of that with the fish." luke returned, closing his menu and leaning forward.
Three For the Road
A 'parfait' as kyler had once called her. _i still don't understand what that means._ _it sounds … french?_ head swimming with many languages, real or imagined, she took some slow, deep breaths. reoriented herself. she thought of her guys.
Histoire 2 : Une journée « bien rempli » chez Manu
Il est très loin d'être parfaitement propre ! on voit encore de nombreuses traces de merde un peu partout sur le corps. mais son visage est parfaitement nettoyé.
Joyeux Anniversaire
"parfait!" marie praised in her native tongue. she made as if to accept the case, but clasped her hand around the bunny's. she would have this one. a perfect addition to her employ and her harem. a new acolyte to worship the living goddess of love.
My Name Is... - SHORT STORY
Spread before her on the bar was a fruit tray with a variety of melon slices along with a yogurt parfait in front of each place setting.
Renaissance
Sa robe, d'un blanc parfaitement immaculé, était presque éblouissante sous la lueur de la pleine lune. sa corne torsadée mesurait au moins quarante bons centimètres, elle avait l'aspect et l'éclat de l'ivoire.
Chapter 4: Glorified Bastards
Jack's team ordering omelettes all around, while mim, kecleon, and i had ordered a giant bowl of parfait, zorua ordering a breakfast burrito, something she said she only heard of but never saw or tasted.