Prompt from Madam'zelleG: Christmas Island.
Christmas Island.
One of the Irregulars had heard Dr Watson mention it, and since then, it had captivated all of their imaginations. On Christmas Island, they whispered to each other, it was Christmas all the time.
"Christmas Island is where Christmas trees come from," Sally whispered to little Charlie as they watched in awe through the window while a happy family dressed their Christmas tree. "And everyone on the island decorates them together."
"They serve hot chocolate with every meal on Christmas Island," Moh told Will as they huddled together for warmth, blowing on their frozen fingers. "With shortbread too."
"On Christmas Island, it's always Christmas," Wiggins told the shivering Irregulars huddled around him as they looked up at him with faces thin from the cold. "And no one is ever cold and alone."
Every Irregular had heard of Christmas Island, and on nights when they were cold and hungry, staring at the Christmas celebrations in the city while they hoped they would survive the night, they all wished they could be there instead.