The Lesson

"it's mortimer, but yes" the young lion scowled, hating being called morty.

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Making the Grade

mortimer repeated. "invitation to what?" "why, to join us of course," keto interjected, causing mortimer's jaw to drop.

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A RedQuest Tale - Chapter 8 (Clean)

Closing the door behind her, she looked down the steps and saw mortimer sitting on the bottom step, sulking. coming down the steps slowly, she spoke calmly. "mortimer. are you okay?"

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Pact Prologue Part 3

Noah squeezed his legs around mortimer's waist, forcing mortimer to hilt up against him. mortimer bit at noah's neck. a growl laced with a warning. he was mortimer's and mortimer's was his, bound by the pact that now sealed them together.

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Pathological Complications

"mortimer?" the canine whirled, and cringed upon seeing his intruder. "bradley..." his expression quivered. "uh... uh, you okay?" the wolf mumbled, not at all smoothly. mortimer's ears drooped. "you heard, didn't you..."

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Sleuthing

mortimer kept staring at his knees, growing redder and redder. "mortimer... you're not... trying to hit on me, right?" brad rumbled, uncomfortably. the doberman gaped. "n-n-no! no of course not!" he looked down at his knees, supremely embarrassed.

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And Everything is Glue for Him

mortimer was hesitantly saying something to the bear on his other side. "mortimer you want to be partners?!?!" the wolf all but screamed. the doberman cringed and stared at him, ears flicking back. "o-oh... um... well...

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A RedQuest Tale - Prologue & Chapter 1 (clean)

Sitting down, mortimer slowly opened his book and caressed the page with his paw. while everyone was listening with the golden sun sinking down to be replaced by the many candles in the room, mortimer began to speak.

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I Made Love To A Ghost

mortimer stood, watching the phenomenon. the form of something big took shape before his widening eyes. a hand floated towards him. but mortimer had already fled.

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Parlor Talk

Maybe he should ask mortimer to be his workout buddy? ...nevermind, that probably wasn't a good idea... "well, i guess it makes sense for me to do that part anyway..." mortimer was saying.

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The Island of Doctor Mortimer 1, 2, and 3

mortimer, watching the goings on with binoculars, thought to himself, "he's going to fit in just fine. end of part 3

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