Hihi, peoples! Welcome to the ultimate addition of the Mortal Alphabet, written and directed by none the other, Sakura BlahBlahBlah! (I really need to shorten my name) This is my first time writing about The Mortal Instruments, and, I swear to the seven billion people on planet earth, I adore the series. And The Infernal Devices, of course. Gosh, Cass is simply a brilliant genius.

And I swear this idea just popped into my head . . . I'm sure there are hundreds of FF writers out there who wrote in this format, but I promise that I did not copy them. I also don't own TMI, which is an utter tragedy.

Abstinence

"That's bloody rubish."

Clary coolly raised her eyebrows. "'Bloody'. Since when do people use that word anymore?"

A brisk, irritated breath blew out trough Jace's teeth, and the look he was sending her was a mix between 'I don't believe you, foolish girl,' and 'if what you're saying is true, I will hack that person into three thousand pieces; I will count.'

"You're lying. You've never done it before."

"I tried it once, alright?" Clary sighed, a blush slowly creeping up her face. "And I'm not proud of it. It was dreadful."

"With who?"

"This kid from my high school."

A muscle on Jace's jaw practically jumped at her words, and he felt his fingers twitch at his sides. "With a mundane?"

Clary slowly lowered her eyebrows into a slight glower. "Hey. Don't call them as if they are trash."

"They are trash."

"Jace."

"Why the fresh hell would you sleep with someone when you're only this age?"

". . ."

". . ."

"Jace, how could you confuse the words 'I had smoked once' with 'I had sex once'?"

". . ."

". . ."

"Whut?"

Hmm. -creepy smile- Thoughts, anyone?

OH! And here's a teaser for all you Clockwork Prince fans out there, if you're here. It was on Cassie Clare's blog, just in case any of you were wondering.

He reached up and unlocked Tessa's hands from around his neck. He drew her gloves off, and they joined her mask and the hairpins on the stone floor of the balcony. He pulled off his own mask next and cast it aside, running his hands through his sweat-dampened hair, pushing it back from his forehead. The lower edge of the mask had left marks across his high cheekbones, like light scars, but when she reached to touch them, he gently caught at her hands and pressed them down.

"No," he said. "Let me touch you first."

O.o

I literally had a heart attack when I first read that. My heart thumped in my ears. Oh wow.

Stop teasing us, Cassie!

So hopefully I can update the next chap soon, and add another teaser. If I don't go crazy by then, if you know what I mean.

(These are all drabbles, by the way, so they will be short.) Thanks all!