"Jace wake up!" Clary insisted attempting to push him from the bed, but failing miserably.
"Jaaaace" she tried again but the only response she got was a groan. "Fine" she huffed. She had of course prepa red for the possibility that her wouldn't move but she had hoped to not have to go there.
"Jace, Izzy's making green pancakes" she whispered. Immediately Jace jumped out of bed and looked at her confused.
"Green?" he looked horrified, which "caused Clary to burst out laughing.
"No, at least I don't think she is but I needed to get you to move. Now go get ready before we're late"
"Late? For what?". Clary smiled knowingly but didn't reply. Instead she grabbed her clothes and went to the bathroom to get changed.
Twenty minutes later she stood ready looking into the mirror. She was dressed in an emerald green dress that came to her knees and tucked in at the waist. Her hair was in a fishtail and on her feet she wore black heels. When she left the room she found Jace in the hall in a jeans and white t-shirt. "So where are we going?" he persisted. "Patience. I'll tell you when we get there".
When they arrived outside Jace found Alec, Magnus, Izzy and Simon also in green. "Is there a theme of some sort running that I'm not aware of her? Do you all have broken hearts or something?" he asked, confused. Clary laughed "broken hearts? No. We're wearing green for St. Patrick's day. We're going to Dublin for the day". "So go change into a green t-shirt" Izzy ordered and surprisingly he obliged
Clary drew them a portal and they landed in a deserted alley on O'Connell street just a few hundred meters away from the parade which was crossing over O'Connell bridge. The parade was just about to start and not long after they got too the front of the crowd to get a better view the first float came into sight. Brendan O'Carroll and his wife(*) were leading. After them came a marching band from New York and so on.
The parade was over by half three. Clary could tell that the two Shadowhunters had really enjoyed it. It had probably been their first parade. Afterwards they made their way to Grafton street to go shopping for Izzy. The street itself was packed with the crowds that had arrived for the day. Between the crowds and the street performers and the 'Lá Fhéile Padraig Shona Duit' signs Clary nearly missed it. The head, HIS head. She just about caught sight of the white blond hair between the crowds. "Sebastian" she whispered. Immediately her entire group snapped to attention and followed her line of vision. Before she knew it they were already chasing him.
They followed him up the street and over into the Gaiety Theatre. Inside they saw him run up the stairs and into a room. All 6 of them were hot on his trail and they got to the room he enters in time to see him jump into a portal. They followed without a second thought.
HI so here's another story. This time it's a TMI and TID crossover. Let me know what you think and follow/favourite/review. Also I hope to update my other story If Clary had Stayed tomorrow (to those who it applies) so feel free to give it a read if you haven't already. This was originally a St Patrick's Day one shot but ah well...
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