Dairine has learned a lot about the island in her six years living on it. For instance, mistletoe and December. Ever since a couple of embarrassing incidents better left forgotten, she's got the hang of avoiding it, even when it sometimes meant climbing out of windows or edging right up against the wall ( Read more... )

It's not even Chris's idea this time. It's Tony that comes to him, saying that there ought to be another party. And seeing as it's been months and months since Maxxie's birthday, Chris is all for it, even if it's not like they can go and just find a cave like last time. The island's bolloxed that all up by turning into fuckin' London ( 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... )

It was still disconcerting, waking up to the sun on his face. Disconcerting. And fabulous. So fabulous, he lay there for a full ten minutes before stirring, just enjoying the warmth on his skin and the peace that could only come from a good night's sleep. Since coming here his days had been spent in sunlight, his nights free of Ambrose's dreams - ( Read more... )

You know how you know you've finally truly given in to the sadistic whims of your island overlords? You get a job. I liked to believe I still had enough fight in me to give Tabula Rasa the collective finger, but even I had come to recognize that I was railing against someone who absolutely did not give a shit. I was fighting a brick wall ( Read more... )

Every year, between Guy Fawkes Night and Thanksgiving, there was a holiday that everyone on the island could celebrate despite their cultural background. Tabula Rasa Day might not get the same fanfare as the other two red letter days, but it was well-enjoyed nonetheless because it commemorated the establishment of the community, a new home and a ( Read more... )

Saffron had always spent much of her time outside - sunbathing, swimming, walking from place to place and the like. The past couple of weeks, though, she’d been outdoors even more than usual. David was hovering more than ever, in plain sight anytime Saffron was outside, more likely than not right by her if there was a place for him to land. It was ( Read more... )

It takes him a few hours to figure it out. They don't spend every fucking minute together, but, still, he's got used to being around her. Being around her made him feel kind of quiet in a way that he hasn't since Jingletown, lying side by side with Will on a single bed. Getting high. It's her thigs that seal it; there's nothing in her room when ( Read more... )

I don't know why you're always complaining. It's not like you can go back and fix anything. Just move on, Nick. Acheron certainly has.Once again, his fate changed on a throwaway comment ( Read more... )