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Clary POV

"Izzy, I am NOT wearing this!"

"C'mon! You look sexy for once! Jace won't be able to keep his hands off of you!" She purred and wiggled her eyebrows.

"No! I don't care! This is just- no!"

I was currently dressed in a very short santa dress, complete with white fluff at the bottom. It pushed out the little chest I had, and stopped a bit above mid thigh. I had black fish net gloves, and black knee boots. Don't forget the fact that Izzy made me wear a red santa hat and tie my hair in a side braid with a green ribbon going through it.

"Why?! He'll be drooling, Clary. Drooling!" I had to admit, I showed a lot more skin than usual, and looked hotter than usual.

"I don't know. It just doesn't seem…..Christmassy enough? Christmas is about PJs and hats in my family, so….This is just weird," I commented, turning back and forth in front of the wall length mirror in Isabelle's room.

"Iz, you in there? Put some clothes on, I'm entering!" Crap, that's Alec.

I scramble around trying to find something to cover me, but find nothing. The door flies open.

"Hey, have you seen the- HOLY HELL CLARY!" This isn't going to be a pleasent conversation.

Alec stares at me with his jaw on the floor and eyes wide. From disgust. He's completely weirded out.

"Really, Alec? Close your mouth or you'll catch flies. And doesn't she look sexy?!" Izzy squeals.

"I'm leaving now," Alec stalks out of the room, shaking his head.

"Don't tell Jace! We need it to be a surprise!" Izzy shouts over her shoulder while she turns toward me, still trying to cover myself.

She rolls her eyes. "Seriously girl, get a life. If you haven't wore something like that yet…" She trails off, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Well, when you forced me into that black one for Magnus' party, I wore something like this," I pointed out. Mistake.

She gets a glint in her eyes and smiles viciously. "I love Christmas parties. Especially so close to Christmas," Izze slowly walks towards me, like a predator stalking towards their injured prey.

"You look to...perky," Isabelle grins. "Let's make you bad-ass."

She strolls to her closest, grabbing out material left and right. She grabs some black, white, green, and red fabric before snatching up the dress I wore to Magnus'.

She throws it all on her bed, and in about an hour or so she's finished.

I don't like what I see at all.

It's still the black dress from the party, but she added white trim to the bottom, took the sleeves off, made a red and green zipper going up the side of the dress. She added a red and green half skirt that was open in the front, but long in the back. She made a black hat, but with a green puff ball and red trim at the bottom.

It may sound terrible, but it looked like stripper wear, and I was not wearing that.

"Innocent Clary's gonna be not so pure tomorrow!" Oh gross. Gross.

"Uh, NO!" i bolt for the door, making a mad dash against her. I lost.

She pounces on, landing on top of me. "Nw Clary, you can put this on willingly, or I can force you into this. It's your choice," Izzy growled from her perch on my back.

"Fine! I'll put it on," I growl back and squirm around. She gets up, but stands in front of the door. Damn it.

I grab the outfit and wiggle into it, hoping it tears.

It doesn't rip.

I turn around so she can see me, and a malicious look passes over her eyes.

"Oh, Jace is so going to thank me for dragging him to this party,"

Just to clear up, it's a week or so before Christmas. Sorry if some characters are OOC, and if they are really OOC, please review and tell me who and why! Sorry if this isn't very up-to-awesomeness as I'd like it to be.

~Ash~