Okay, now it's Magnus's chance to wreak his vengeance upon the fool that is Jace! Bwahahahahahaha!!!
Ahem. Um, okay, I've called down a little. Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed and to everyone who favorited/alerted/stared at the screen blankly and foamed at the mouth. Now, I'm sure you're all tired of listening to- er, reading my rambling, so onward to the story!

Isabelle balanced the small plate of cookies and glass of milk in one hand while she knocked with the other. Jace should have been he one to take the plate, but, since he refused to even look at the stairs, Isabelle (grudgingly) agreed to take it.

Someone called, "Come in," through the door, so she complied and sat down on the bed next to the two sleepy-looking boys.

"I come bearing cookies," she said, offering them each a cookie. They took them gladly and scarfed them, their eyes lighting up with pleasure.

"Oh man, Izzy, these are delicious!" Alec said. "I thought you couldn't coo- I mean, um..."

Isabelle narrowed her eyes. "You are so lucky Magnus is in the way, and that I'm scared of what our parents would do."

Magnus stifled a small laugh with a cough, and Alec looked at him with mock hurt. "I thought you were on my side!"

"I am, dear, literally and figuratively. I was just thinking about what Isabelle could do to you."

Alec shuddered and buried his face in the crook of Magnus's neck. He could feel the vibrations of the warlock's laugh.

"Oh, don't worry. I'll protect you," Magnus said, kissing the Shadowhunter on the top of the head. Alec looked up at him and smiled. Isabelle rolled her eyes and stood up.

"I'm going to leave you two alone before you start making out."

"Aha, so you do know what happened in the living room!" Magnus exclaimed.

Isabelle's eyebrows shot up and she stifled a laugh. "So that's why Jace was so freaked out..." She left the room, making sure to shut the door behind her. As soon as the door clicked shut, Magnus pulled Alec a little closer and faced him.

"So, shall we continue what we were doing on the couch?"

Alec turned a soft shade of pink and scooted so that he could flip Magnus on top of him.

"All right, but keep in mind my siblings are downstairs."

Magnus grinned down at Alec and said, "Just how far do you think we're going?"

Alec shrugged. "It never hurts to be cautious."

"True..." the warlock purred, then leaned down a little to catch the boy's lips with his once again.


Jace looked around his chair. "Hey, who took that book I was reading?"

"You can read?!" Isabelle cried, covering her mouth with her hand and gasping dramatically.

Jace rolled his eyes. "Very funny, Izz. Clary, have you seen it?"

She looked up from her drawing pad for a moment. "Last time I saw it, it was on the edge of your bed," she replied before immersing herself in her sketch.

"There is no way in hell I'm going up there." he sat back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Oh come on, Jace, they're not doing anything. Besides, how many times have they had to listen to noises from your room when Clary's over?" Clary's drawing book moved up a bit to cover her face. Jace sighed.

"You're absolutely sure they're just cuddling?"


Jace sighed again and pulled himself out of the chair. "Fine. I'll be right back." With that, he stormed up the stairs.

Magnus pulled back from the kiss, panting a bit, and listened.

"Mag, what are you-"

"Shhh," Magnus interrupted. Alec felt the warlock's magic reach out through the room and beyond. Magnus grinned. "I think it's time to exact my revenge on Jace for what he did the morning after that party."

"What do you have planned?" Alec whispered back nervously.

Magnus unwrapped himself from Alec, turned around, and started bouncing a little, just enough to make the rusty springs of Alec's bed screech and to make the headboard hit the wall.

"Oh, Alec, more!" he moaned, but Alec could see that it was all he could do to keep himself from bursting into a laughing fit.

"Oh God, harder! Mmm... Ah!" Magnus cried out, then sat still and silent. Alec heard a thunder of footsteps, as if someone were trying to make a mad dash down the stairs. As soon as the steps faded, Magnus lost control and laughed hysterically. Alec soon joined in, both of them holding on to each other to stop themselves from falling off the bed.

After they managed to start breathing again, Alec said, "Okay, I think I can safely say that you have scarred Jace for the rest of his life."

"Yes, but it was worth it, was it not?"

Alec agreed and kissed the warlock on the cheek before asking his question.

"Will you make those sounds again, please?"


Clary and Isabelle were sitting on the couch, idly chatting, when a sound louder than the thunder echoed from the stairwell.

"Hmm, guess who's back?" Isabelle smirked.

Jace flew around the corner, the look on his face one of horror, and pointed at Isabelle.

"YOU SAID THEY WERE CUDDLING!" he yelled before running into the dining room.

After exchanging a look, Clary and Isabelle jumped up and hunted him down. They found him under the table, curled in a fetal position, mumbling quietly. Clary reached down to pat him on the shoulder, but he jerked away.

"I say we leave him until morning," Isabelle said, sauntering back to the living room. Clary shrugged and followed.


The next morning, Alec stumbled down the stairs, yawning and stretching, with a tiny limp. Isabelle was the only one that noticed, however, and smirked at him over the rim of her coffee mug. Alec blushed and looked away.

"Did you have fun last night?" she asked.

Alec blushed again and glared. Magnus sauntered down the stairs with a sleepy grin and plopped down next to Alec, kissing him on the cheek.

"Yes, we had quite a good time, didn't we? Especially if you consider everything." He winked at Alec, and Alec knew he was also referring to what had happened to Jace. Alec chuckled and agreed. Magnus sipped the cup of coffee placed in front of him, then frowned and glanced around the room.

"Speaking of blondie, where is he? He's usually down at some ungodly hour before anyone else."

Isabelle was the one who answered. "He's-" She stopped mid-sentence and stared at Magnus with huge eyes. "When were we- Oh god, what did you two do to him?"

"Nothing you can prove," Magnus said, taking another sip of coffee before continuing. "Now, where is that bastard?"

"Look under the table." Magnus did and snickered. Jace was on the opposite end of the table with his arms wrapped tightly around the leg of it. He had a weird look in his eye and was staring off into the middle distance.

Magnus put his head up for a moment. "Hang on, I'm going to talk to him for a moment. He got up and walked to the other side of the table where Jace was huddled. He bent down and whispered in Jace's ear, "Revenge is a bitch, isn't it?"

Jace came out of his trance and spun around. "What did I do to you?"

"You remember that morning when Alec stayed at my place? And I thought you were Alec?"

Jace recalled that day and supressed the urge to wipe his lips again. "Okay, so? It wasn't like I did it on purpose."

Magnus gave him a look and stood up, being very careful not to smack his head on the table, no matter how badly Jace wished he would.

"He'll get over it eventually," Magnus said. "Now, as much as I love spending time with my favorite Shadowhunters, I have to go get ready for an important warlock meeting." he kissed Alec on the lips and strode out, leaving with a great sense of accomplishment and three teens in the middle of a very awkward silence. Finally, Isabelle turned into Alec and asked him a serious question.

"So, why did you two do last night?"

Before Alec could answer, Jace piped up for a moment before curling back up with a shudder.

"Each other!"

It's finally finished... I'm a little sad about this because I really liked this one. There may be another part to this, but it will be a sort of alternate scene that's more from Jace's point of view. This probably won't happen because it's not nearly as good as this idea, in my opinion.
By the way, since I'm over at Master of Morons, I let her read the story before I published it because I wasn't sure the second one was as good as the part. She literally rofl'd. I hope everyone else has at least a somewhat similar reaction. :)
Reviews are greatly appreciated, and I have a random trivia question, once again, for the grand prize of [insert favorite sweet here]. What was the first fictional book that Oceania was mentioned? I'm sorry, but Scholar's Bowl has warped me in this aspect.
Anyway, thank you once again to my readers and I hope that you will all continue to follow my stories. :)