Zootopia: Twas that dumb box!
And right into gideon's father's tool and paint shed....which just so happens had to be saturated with turpentine, motor oil and various other things that go.... "foof!"
Brotherhood's End (Patreon Preview)
Ever since me and my older sisters were forced to wait with our parents as burly furs fixed the family's minivan, i never liked the smell of dried motor oil, or the sight of old, boring magazines stacked all over a lonely side table.
Darkness Bubbles to the Surface
At first it looked like he had just put his hand in some motor oil, but as the alien substance seeped inside of him he grabbed his elbow with his other hand and hissed through his teeth as his forearm began to swell.
[Commission] Not the Flame, But the Spark - Chapter 1
"no gas or motor oil, or anything like that. likely why it didn't ignite." "you know a lot more than you should about explosives, noxie." nick glanced from the puddle to nox's finger, and then to the liger's face. "incendiary, not explosive."
All Kinds of Caring Needed
It wasn't just sounds either, he could smell the motor oil from the street below and what every tenant was cooking in the entire building.
Farm Rider
At this range, the orange rat could smell the mix of sweat, motor oil and apples on him. the look of the bull was something he'd not really taken in too closely before, but he now started admiring him.
Peas in a Pod.
The island's trademark pristine waters looked dingy and dirty, almost as if the brine had been mixed with old motor oil. the strange water and the stranger smell didn't seem to deter cecil, though.
Peas in a Pod Part 1.
The island's trademark pristine waters looked dingy and dirty, almost as if the brine had been mixed with old motor oil. the strange water and the stranger smell didn't seem to deter cecil, though.
Session No. 4
Instead of dealing with spark plugs, wrenches, motors, oil, lubricants, and batteries; i now deal with bones, nerves, natural body movements, cartilage, fascia tissue, muscles, ligaments, and tendons.
Pleasure Doom
Her father anoints a chainsaw with motor oil that he has blessed in the names of the dark powers he intends to serve as part of the ritual leading up to act of sacrifice.
Shredding the Soul
The smell of blood, dirt and motor oil were thick in his nostrils as his hair was grabbed and his muzzle tilted, pressed down until he was forced to bite the curb.
BYWAYS - Chapter 3
Sweat, some kind of motor oil, the sour smell of weed days prior. he noticed a small bird tattooed on the cat's bicep, nearly in his armpit, that he'd missed before. "down the hall. on the left."