Quinn's Farm: Chapter 10 - Timmy's Story, Part 1
Jim smiled as he picked up the plate of toast and began to eat it in the bed as he felt timmy slowly settle in between his spread out legs.
Quinn's Farm: Chapter 10 - Timmy's Story, Part 1
Jim smiled as he picked up the plate of toast and began to eat it in the bed as he felt timmy slowly settle in between his spread out legs.
Identity: Chapter Fifty-Six
"a toast" he hollered, tail beating a steady rhythm. "a toast to the two newest homicide detectives in san fernando!" he thrust a paw out towards ned and scarlett like an artist showcasing his newest masterpiece.
For DogBomb
We'll raise a toast for dogbomb! and speak of better days, until we meet once again inside of heaven's rays.
Nature's Story: Oneself
"not gonna have any of the rest of that without a proper toast." "toast?" sinister said. "fine. fine! i can do a toast!" she grasped her wine glass between two digits and lifted it up. "got a great one! gotta toast this one."
Revelations - Chapter 26: Too Many Secrets
Looks like your dad is up already, and i think i smell french toast." alex glanced over at where dad normally slept, then sniffed the air. it did indeed smell like french toast. actually, it smelled like_delicious_french toast.
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:32
Soon enough, the ewe actually began to eat the prench toast that had been dissolving in a sea of syrup on her plate. "so what about the others?" dawn asked idly as she slipped a piece of toast into her muzzle.
Rhannah and Halia 8
Rhannah slaps the soggy, burnt toast on her palm. "i suppose i am," she chuckles slightly at that. "well, well, well, i thought you had some style, but i didn't realize you knew how to make a mess look good."
Serenifi: Great Scott! Part I: Scene 3
If my calculations are correct, when this toaster toasts toast at 88 degrees fahrenheit... stop laughing. ... you're gonna see some serious shit.
Andreas - Part 3
He coughed and spluttered, thumping his chest harshly to dislodge the half-chewed toast he had accidentally swallowed.
Onward to better times: Chapter 2: Additional seasoning required.
The smell of fresh toast filled the lungs of the young collie, alistair, as he got out of bed. it was one of those sundays. the whole family being together, a collaborative breakfast was a must on the last weekend day.
Breakfast in Bed
I forgot the toast!" coldeyes swore. shi hurriedly grabbed some bread from the bread-bin and dumped four slices into the toaster. "and the tea," added coalspot.