Who Made The Portal

Jace drummed his fingers in the table impatiently as him, Clary and Simon waited for Magus Bane to arrive at Taki's. Clary and Simon were perusing the faded copy of The Shadowhunter's Codex, with the latter occasionally making Dungeons and Dragons references. Neither Simon nor Clary attempted to include Jace in their conversation and he thanked the Angel for that, else he may have throttled Clary's vampire friend just to shut him up.

The bell over the door of the café tinkled, and all three looked up.

"Finally!" Simon exclaimed.

"What took you so long?" Clary questioned.

Magnus Bane flicked a piece of non-existent lint off his glitterized suit. "Clary darling, all this perfection takes time you know!"

Jace chose this moment to break into the conversation. "Of course unlike you, I need no preparation time. I'm already perfect and, no matter the situation, will always look perfect."

Magnus pointedly ignored the golden-haired boy. "Now, why have you called me here in this dreadful morning hour? It better be good because I'm missing an episode of Ellen Degeneres for this!"

Simon cleared his throat. "Yes well, we were wondering, which warlock created the portal with Henry Branwell?"

Upon seeing Magnus' raised eyebrow, Clary hastily added. "We thought it would be appropriate to ask you, because you know, you're so smart and all…" Clary waved a hand airily.

Jace snickered derisively. "Suck up."

Magnus again ignored the boy, and replied enthusiastically. "Well, the warlock has stylishly slick hair, a devilishly handsome face, a brilliant taste in designer clothes and best of all, a pair of magnetic golden cat eyes!"

Clary, Jace and Simon stare blankly at the glitter-covered warlock.

Magnus sighed exasperatedly. "It was me! I invented the goddamn portal!"

He shook his head once and disappeared in a puff of glitter.

Magnus landed in Alec's bedroom in the Institute, where said Shadowhunter was just stepping out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Magnus? What are you doing here?" Alec addressed his boyfriend, half embarrassed half quizzical.

"I INVENTED THE PORTAL!" he yelled in Alec's face after planting a hard kiss on

Alec's mouth.

And with that, Magnus disappeared into yet another cloud of glitter, leaving behind a bewildered Alec Lightwood.

This time, Magnus appeared on the peak of Mount Everest.

"I INVENTED THE PORTAL!" He screamed to the world. "With Henry Branwell!" He added as an afterthought.

Then suddenly, Magnus let out an almighty sneeze. "Dear Lord!" he exclaimed, and disappeared into another cloud of glitter.

Finally back in his apartment, Magnus curled up on his couch with a nice cup of tea, and proceeded to watch the latest episode of Fashion

Police.