Aragorn had not understood the change that had occurred over the island one bit. The magic required to do something like that caused his mind to spin. It was even more awe inspiring than being brought to the island in the first place. The clothes he had been given seemed bizarre, but no more so than the "modern" clothes that he saw most on the ( Read more... )

It had been a few days since the island had completely changed. Troy had woken up to find that Treehouse headquarters was the top floor of a weird building on a London street, his comfy Spider-Man jammies had turned into some kinda weird dress nightgown thing that Troy was determined to never wear again as long as he lived- even if it was breezy ( Read more... )

Living on a magically beautiful tropical island and having a dragon at his back, it was easy to feel immortal. It was easy to fly up close to the sun, lean forward to grin recklessly at Toothless, and laugh as he unhooked his leg from the pedal. They were so high up that the air almost felt cool, despite the cloudless sky and warm sun, and the wind ( Read more... )

Jon tried to spend most of his time out of doors because the inside of the Compound was stifling, in a way, and while he'd been at the Wall, he never really liked walls. It was too compact, too closed in, and it made it feel like he couldn't get out. That said, there were things in the Compound that interested him: books, the strange boxes that ( Read more... )

It was November 5th and that meant only one thing: a bonfire ( Read more... )

At last week's carnival, Francis had shown a remarkable lack of restraint--dragging Camilla on roller coaster ride after roller coaster ride and eating himself sick on corndogs and cotton candy. Though he'd always disdained the sort of corn-fed, wholesomely Midwestern version of summer entertainments such fairgrounds always seemed to represent, ( Read more... )

Karen has no idea what to be for Halloween. She's sitting cross-legged in front of the clothes box, surrounded by piles of Disney Princess costumes and fairy-wings. But she doesn't want to be a Disney Princess or a fairy. Those things are fine when you're a little girl, but Karen's nine, now. She wants to feel more grown-up. Sometimes, she ( Read more... )

Bilbo did not like to be impolite when he could help it, but as time wore on he found himself getting dangerously close to losing all sense of propriety. Of course it wasn't his fault though. It was just that the man had been staring at him quite openly for some time now. It might not have been so very bothering if the man had simply happened to ( Read more... )

Friday was Jack's favorite day of the week. He loved waking up before the sun and heading for the beach. He loved swimming. He loved the nets and lines. Every Friday he brought in a catch for the kitchen and the feeling of usefulness he got from the act was unrivaled by anything else he did during the week ( Read more... )

"Come on you dumb box, just one little bikini." Lois said, clearly annoyed, as she bent over the clothes box. Okay, so as far as island vacations went this one was not living up to Lois's expectations. Usually island vacations included cocktails, bikinis, the chance to see Smallville wet with his shirt off (which you know there could never be ( Read more... )