Me: Hello. It's me. I was wondering if after all these months you'd like to read. To start over. All again. I know that time's gone by so slowly and I've been a bit slow, I'm sorry. Hello. Can you read me? I'm in my room writing another fanfic about TMI, when I'm supposed to, be doing homework, but I could not do. It. Man, that didn't go with the song at all.

Lula: Oh well done. You ruined the song now!

Me: What are you doing here?

Lula: Shut up, Izzle, the readers are watching!

Me: First, you make it sound like we're in a horror movie. Second, did you love my version of Adele? Third, I thought I sorted this whole thing out last time with Magnus about not talking to the audience. Only I can do that.

Lula: Right. You should probably make an introduction to this whole thing.

Me: Oh yeah! (I look at the audience) Hello all you people out there supposed to be doing more with your lives but instead reading fanfiction! I hope you are all well. My name is Izzle Heronstern and, yes, I am back!

Lula: Woo.

Me: You may not know this person right here, but this is my bezzie mate Lula! She helped me write the first one and she kept on complaining so I'm putting her in. Anyway, this is my sequel to Question Time. You had your choice and you all decided and the votes are in and all that crap.

Lula: Very subtle.

Me: Don't worry guys, we're kicking her out soon. Anyway, as you can probably tell by the title, you guys voted for Magnus' favourite and-

Magnus walks in wearing rainbow coloured trousers and a sparkly jacket: Are you saying what I think you're saying?

Me: Probably.

Magnus: I'm going to be Lord Sugar!?

Me: Maybe.

Magnus: Alec! I have wonderful news!

Alec walks in with his hoodie and jeans on, looking a bit depressed, but that's normal: Yes? What is it Magnus? Wait, this is—oh by the Angel, I thought we were done here! Magnus, why are we back here?

Me: Well, that's a bit rude-

Alec: I don't care. I want to get on with my life and be a Shadowhunter, instead of coming onto this stupid game show and answering idiotic questions.

Lula: He's a keeper.

Magnus: But Alec, Izzle just said that we might be doing The Apprentice!

Alec: No.

Magnus: Alexander-

Lula: Ooh, he said Alexander!

Me: He does that. Get on with it.

Alec: No, absolutely not. We are not taking part this time. Come on.

Alec leaves the show, dragging Magnus by his sparkly top. I look at Lula: Well, that went well.

Lula: Does this mean the show's over before the first chapter even got underway?

Me: Um, I hope not. Well, I guess this means we're doing Question Time again. But, I don't want to make Alec angry...

Lula: Oh, don't worry. He'll have to be on it, because you're the writer and he does what you tell him to, right?

Me: Yeah, I suppose. But I mean, after the Christmas episode and the turkey and all that-

Lula: You had a Christmas episode?

Me: Did you miss it? Will and Jace were singing Mariah Carey and Simon was baking with Izzy.

Lula: When—when did this happen?

Me: It was in the last episode! Did you miss it or something?

Lula: Looks like it. I was busy fangirling over Peter Pan in Once Upon A Time.

Me: Ugh, what is wrong with you? He is evil.

Lula: But hot.

Me: Well, yeah, but don't you think he's like-

Jace: Um, guys, this is The Mortal Instruments. Not Once Upon A Time.

Clary: Yeah. You're supposed to be fangirling over Jace or Will or at the very least, Sebastian.

Me: We don't have Sebastian in the fanfic.

Lula: WHAT?

Me: Yeah. We replaced him.

Clary: Who with?

Raphael: Hello all.

Clary: Really?

Magnus: I feel as if you're just bringing everyone back from the dead.

Me: I AM!

Julian: Well, not me.

Lula: OMG IT'S JULIAN!

Emma: Whoa, stop fangirling over my bo—parabatai. Yeah, that's what I meant.

Julian: What were you going to say?

Lula: She was about to say boy-

Me: WE CAN'T HAVE THIS KIND OF TENTION SO EARLY ON!

Alec: They're parabatai. Get over it.

Isabelle: Yeah. He's probably going to end up with Christina.

Julian: What?

Emma: No he isn't.

Simon: Can we just get on with this?

Me: Yes, we can. So, as Magnus is off sulking in a corner-

Magnus: It's called moping!

Me: Whatever. It's safe to say that it's Question Time again. Because the readers thought my writing was awesome.

Simon: This is on a fanfiction website, right?

Me: Yeah...

Simon: Why are you writing a quiz show? Why aren't you writing an actual story that's a couple thousand words long?

Me:...My Christmas episode was pretty long...

Clary: Yeah, but maybe you should make your chapters really long so it seems like a story. With a lot of romantic tension.

Lula: She's got that covered. She's got Jemma.

Me: And Clace.

Lula: And Sizzy.

Me: And Malec.

Raphael: Um, I feel as if I shouldn't be here right now-

Me: But I needed a new character!

Raphael: Use the other downworlders. The werewolves. Leave us out of this.

Isabelle: Where are Jordan and Maia and Bat?

Me: I told them that after the Christmas episode, they couldn't come back until, like, Valentine's Day.

Lula: There's going to be...a VALENTINE EPISODE?

Me: Yep.

Jace: Wait, with actual Valentine in it?

Me: Maybe.

Clary: Anyway, I do agree with Simon how you should make this a lot longer. It's more fun that way.

Me: OK, fine. I guess this is a New Years one so maybe I could make it longer because of that-

Magnus: Definitely. And give me longer sentences. I deserve better than this. I AM THE HIGH WARLOCK OF BROOKLYN-

Me: Yeah, yeah, whatever.

Isabelle: Um, this is the part where you say, "Yes Magnus, you can have longer sentences!"

Me: You want me to give him a page long essay? Fine. Go ahead Magnus.

Magnus: Finally! Well, firstly, I would just like to make a small complaint about the working conditions here-

Me: You're not even working-

Magnus: You said you would give me longer sentences. Anyway, continuing onwards, the dressing rooms. Ugh, the dressing rooms. They are utterly appalling. I stay in there, for what, two minutes every day and I just can't. It disgusts me. There is only one bed. Only one bed. There is no buffet. There is absolutely nothing in there that draws me in, that says to me, "Hey Magnus, come hang with us!" Do I get that? No, I do not. Third: I would like to change curfew from 10 in the evening to 3 in the morning. I am the High Warlock of Brooklyn, and I have many things to attend to. Also, I am at least 5000 years your senior, so you have to obey me really.

Silence.

Me: Anything else you'd like to add?

Magnus: Actually yes! I would like to hire a private band and also a yak.

Lula: A what?

Magnus: A yak.

Me: Why do you need a private band?

Magnus: You don't rule my life. I don't need to tell you anything.

Clary: So is this the episode where Magnus turns into a teenage girl instead of Jace or Will?

Jace: I wasn't a teenage girl. I was just...trying different things in life.

Silence.

Will: That sounds very wrong.

Tessa: Yes. Let's move on, OK?

Me: Right. Shall we have Clary and Jace making us tea?

Isabelle: Why not me?

Simon: Izzy, we love you, but your cooking is terrible.

Isabelle: It's not that bad, is it?

Simon: Izzy, you've nearly killed me twice.

Isabelle: Only once!

Simon: Have you forgotten...the spaghetti incident?

Lula: What's the spaghetti incident?

Me: I think it's time for you all to know, about the spaghetti incident.

Jace: I've already heard about it. It's not that bad.

Simon: IT WAS VERY BAD.

Me: Well, I guess I've found my next chapter then.

Lula: Oh OK.

Me: Sit back everyone. As I tell you about what happened.

Jace: WAIT!

Me: What?

Clary: We've got the tea.

Me: Oh thanks.

Clary and Jace hand out the tea and sit on the floor.

Magnus: Circle time everybody!

Alec: Oh by the angel.

Me: Let's begin...

And there you go! Question Time 2 has begun! Sorry for the super long wait, but here I am. Please review and welcome back to the fun...