Under the school, late Sunday night

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After a day spent not knowing when was when and what was where, the island had had quite enough. Of everything. If the island had possessed back teeth, it would have been fed up to them.

It took some doing to get the machinery under the school working, what with the weird Bermuda Triangle effect going on, but with perseverance and a nicely timed electric surge, it started to hum.

The island blinked out of existence.

There was a moment of hesitation as a million and one possibilities were flicked through and discarded, and then it blinked back into the world.

It was a precision movement, the island nestling next to a tiny island, so perfectly close together it was as if they had become one *cue cheesy romantic music*. Islands couldn't sigh with content, but the machinery shut itself down with a quiet purr.

This bit of ocean wasn't quite its old home, but it was close, and it stretched out the Causeway to touch both the land next to it, and the small piece of land that was part of it, even if it was far away.

Fandom Island had a new home: Welcome to Maryland!

[ooc post to follow in a bit!]