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'Morning Magnus,' Alec said sleepily as Magnus opened his eyes.
'Morning Alec,' Magnus replied. 'What do you want for breakfast? French toast? Scrambled eggs? A bagel?'
'I wouldn't mind some french toast. Come on, I'll help you.'
'Let me wake up a bit more, I don't want to burn you.' Magnus sat-up and put his purple sequin slippers on. He rubbed his eyes and became fully awake. He and Alec then walked downstairs to go make breakfast. After they'd finished, they sat down on the bright pink couch and watched a bit of TV.
'Hey, you know what we should do, we should go on Masterchef together,' Alec said. 'They're looking for couples this year and I think we make a pretty good team.'
'I don't know Alec'
'Come on, we have to at least try. If we don't go this year, we'll never be able to compete together again'
'But what about my customers and your shadowhunter duties?'
'There are other warlocks in Brooklyn and I can tell my parents, Jace and Izzy that I won't be available for a while'
'But how will you explain you Marks to the judges, and how will I explain my cat-like eyes?'
'I could always cover them up with make-up, or I could say that they're tattoos. You can use coloured contact lenses to cover them up, or you could say that they're contact lenses.'
'But what if the laugh at us for being a gay couple?'
That one shook Alec for about a minute. 'They won't. The judges should realise that they most likely will get at least one gay couple, now no more arguing. I'm going to go fill the form out. You can join me if you want. If it asks for your age I'll say you're 20.'
'Fine, I'm coming'