He was practicing his writing in the sand when he found it.

March was always taking notes from the books he read, and at some point, Roger had realized that for all his skill at carving arrows and spears, and all the practice he was putting into using them both, he hadn't touched a pen or pencil since he'd gotten here.  He hadn't read a book--he'd ( Read more... )

Rehabilitation through work. The sociologist had explained it. Harry supposed it had a valid underlying point. Work keeps the mind sharp, makes something useful out of their time in prison, makes it less likely they'll become recidivists. In theory. But this wasn't rehabilitation through work. This was eight grown men stuffing teddy bears ( Read more... )

"...something borrowed, something blue," DG muttered. She leaned on the counter in the kitchen and chewed thoughtfully on a scavenged pen while gazing into the middle distance. Open before her was a wedding-planning guide the bookshelf had been kind enough to give her, and it still seemed inadequate ( Read more... )

Blow the fanfares, the KING has arrived.

And no, I don't mean elvis.

Read about Deadpool's amazing arrival on the island and his amazing amazingness that follows.

( Rare swearing, 'cept from Reese who cusses like a trucker PG-12 )

It was going on a week since she reappeared ( Read more... )

To say that it'd been a weird night would be an understatement ( Read more... )

Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,
I don't care if I never get back,The jukebox was blaring the song (which Jonas had never heard) so loud that he frowned as he continued to look for his baseball bat. Out of all his birthday gifts, Jonas had liked the book that Sara had made for him the ( Read more... )

The last time this had happened, he'd gone so far as to roast some meat for everyone. This time, he's still weary and tired of wondering if today is going to be the day Glitch turned up in his body again or worrying that whoever was in Coraline's body was going to find herself or himself in some kind of trouble. So he'd still put out as much as he ( Read more... )

With all the talk of the second island, Jonas couldn't help but think a lot about it. Peter was making a raft to try and go over there himself, the adults were over there investigating it and just about everyone else on the island was discussing it ( Read more... )

Peter had woken up with the sun to slip out of the house and head towards the beach. The second island had been around for days now, nearly a week, and still he hadn't got to see it for himself. No one had agreed to take him over there, even though he was absolutely certain that he was much better suited for dangerous places than some of the people ( Read more... )