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Lounging around the shop has been fun and all but my four layers and I probably need to find actual work now that I've got a sproglet to support again.

I guess we're sticking around.

Fuck.

Everyone still here??

This is a nice vacation spot. The weather here's a lot nicer than Anniston and Hoppy 2 has been sticking close by me since I got here.

Other than magic toys, what's fun around here?

I have a new friend, he reminds me a little bit of Bonzo. Might call him Zo.

My eternal thanks to one Kate Bishop.

Spot High, auditions for Grease, the spring musical, will be held next Tuesday after the final bell. Come prepared with a monologue and 16 bars of any upbeat number. There will also be a dance sequence you'll learn that afternoon, but nothing complicated I promise!

I can also definitely use backstage help, and that includes from all of you not actually in school. You'd be surprised how unhelpful soulless Island parents are.

So, tomorrow is Valentine's Day.

I haven't experienced a Valentine's Day since I was small. The kids in my neighborhood bought candy and little cards for one another. It was very cute.

However, I don't think that is what adult people typically do on Valentine's Day. There's a lot to celebrate lately. I'm going to take this opportunity to let other people share on my post what they would like to celebrate the most this holiday. If there is big secret about your plans, obviously don't tell those (actually, still tell me those, just quietly), but if we're allowed to know, share.

.... the beach?! I'm back?!


Addie? Peter? Elena? Crowley?!

I'm hardly one to turn my nose up at an impromptu island vacation, but the stairs may prove to be an inconvenience.

I love my dress!

I think Pietro is gone.

I thought you all would want to know.

This is not a drill. Delicious, delicious donuts are falling from the clouds.

Seabrook isn't the most exciting place to be, but it is home and --- OMG. ZED IS HERE! YOU CAN ALL MEET ZED! And we're going to PRAWN!

I don't need this obstacle course right now! I need to get to Peter a friend to hug him.

I know we were celebrating, but I don’t think I had so much to drink that I should be waking up in some strange obstacle course with no memory of having ever fallen asleep.

No one speak to me for at least 24 hours. That is all.

Welcome home, I guess. Well, to the place Buck and I called home for a while.

I doubt anyone's going to end up in a lot of trouble around here. I definitely suggest getting a hot dog from the pier.

My mother's also insisted that everyone come to the Rogers home for dinner. It's a small space, but I think we're all friendly enough to make it work.

[Allison]
I know it's last minute, but Ma's excited to meet you. Probably more than seeing her son.

This is not fun at all.

I can't believe I'm going to say this, but it's good to be back.

And...whole. I know the island's pulled some tricks in the past, but has anyone else ever gone through physical changes before? Or maybe I'm just losing my mind.

Are we home? It feels like we're home.

Island home, I mean. But also...not Island home??

Whatever, I'm going for a swing before class. And after class. And on my way to work. And home from work. This is awesome.

Does a "New Year" even matter when you exist outside of space and time?

Like, what year even is it?

I bet Five has an answer.