Hello my lovelies! Christmas Eve, YAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! I'm soo excited. As a present for my favourite little readers, review with your request for a story. I will do any ships/OC's/random crossovers from the following: Sherlock, Skulduggery Pleasant, Doctor Who, Hunger Games, Divergent, Sailor Moon, Oksa Pollock, and The girl who circumnavigated Fairyland in a ship of her own making. Let mee know! No story too weird, no request too big. I will not say no, and all request stories will be put into a story called 'Christmas in Fandomland' hope y'all like it

Love y'all, Beatrice Holmes

The girl wearing the dark blue duffel coat and black jeans' eyes flitted up towards a man wearing a suit and hat. She hummed 'One week' by Barenaked Ladies as she walked down the busy Melbourne streets, the last minute Christmas shoppers rushing to find something for their families. She made her way into an alley and shrugged off the coat. The man in the suit and the hat was waiting for her. She flicked her spiky hair out of her eyes, smio ling to herself as a tall, leather-clad woman, and a muscled man wearing a hat walked up beside her, closely followed by a girl in black, and tow other women, one in a pinstriped pencil skirt, the other in black. "Should be right about-" the girl in the black jeans tied the coat around her waist and felt the wall of the alley. "Aha! Found it!" she exclaimed, pressing a small spray-painted skull, which slid across to reveal a keyhole. A young man with spiky hair appeared from nowhere.

"Why when Blade snapped your legs, did Tris call you James?" the man in the suit asked, his voice velvety and his head cocked,

"Ah, yeah that." He answered, glaring at the girl who was now emptying a small backpack. "James O'Rutledge is my given name. Don't you go getting any ideas Tanith, especially you Skulduggery. And before you ask, I don't know Arkansas' given name, because he took a name before I was born, he was born when me Mam was about seventeen.", he gestured to the girl, who'd found a sandwich in the backpack and was sniffing it tentatively, "She's Imogen O'Rutledge."

"Fabulous! There it is! I don't think that's okay to eat." the girl slipped a bright green key into the lock. It made a hissing noise and a door popped out of the wall. "Told ya the entrance was here!" she said proudly and marched through the door.

They were greeted by a short woman with long green hair that almost reached the floor and who was wearing a short dress with various different kinds of butterflies emblazoned on it in several shades of lurid pink."Hi! Name's Daesy Ceasar, I'm like the Aussie version of my cousin, Tipstaff." She said in a surprisingly deep and masculine voice. Daesy turned to Beatrice "Good ta see ya 'gain Tris." she said, shaking her hand vigorously, and then to all of them, "Elder Moore's the first door on the right. See ya soon guys!" she said, waving as they passed.

"What. The. Hell. Is up with her?" Valkyrie asked, her eyebrows furrowed, once the Administrator was out of earshot.

"Eh, you get used to it." Beatrice replied, shrugging.

"Elder Moore? Are you here?" Skuldugery called, stepping into the office of the Australian Grand Mage with Beatrice, while hill the rest of them waited outside, they'd agreed that Skulduggery and Beatrice would do the talking.

"Shit." Beatrice muttered. Grand Mage Annikaren Moore of Australia was lying in her chair, with a red smile cut across her throat.