(Author's Notes:)

Hey guys! I'm Wisterian Princess. So this story is more or less my first TID story, but I've written crossovers with it before, so I'm not new to it.

So this story is just a basic idea I had, not like my traditional stories because this is second person in the format of a blog.

Also, another note, I'm not British. I'm going to give writing like one a shot, but I'm not entirely familiar with the culture, so please forgive me if I say something wrong XD

Hope you like it!

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The Tale of the Terror Ducks

29/06

First off, hello and welcome to the blog of William Herondale. First thing you should know is that I am judging you for reading this. In fact, I'm going to mock you. What are you doing reading the blog of a sixteen year old, you pervert?

I'm kidding. You're fine.

I decided to start writing a blog from the suggestion of my friend Jem, though first he suggested I start seeing a therapist. I hated the first idea. I also hated the second one, but I hated it a little less.

Some basic things you should know about me are:

1) I generally do NOT like people. People in general are cruel and unpleasant, so I enjoy mocking them to provoke their tempers. ESPECIALLY if their surname is Lightwood.

2) I'm still in school. And by school, I meant I'm in college.

3) I'm exceedingly charming, witty, and good looking. To those of you readers who are female or male and attracted to men, I say good luck not falling in love with me.

4) My life got a little complicated somewhat recently. I won't get into details about that just yet, because we are still on the first hundred-some words, and that is too intimate a topic for complete strangers to discuss. And,

5) I have a photographic memory. It's not as pleasant as most people think it is. I can't forget ANYTHING, even things I desperately want to forgot. For example, when I was two years old, I was told I was getting a little sister, though being so young I didn't quite understand what was happening. I was outside the delivery room with my older sister Ella when I heard my mother screaming, so naturally, I ran in. That sight is something I REALLY want to forget. I bet my father did, too, because he had fainted at that point.

I'm sure the first question you may have is this: who is this "Jem" character you spoke of? Jem (or "James" if you wish to call him by his actual name) is my best mate. We've known each other since age twelve, and moved here to London from Wales. Jem himself is also a foreigner, though he is from China.

Oh yes, of course. Probably the ACTUAL first thing you were wondering is: What the **** is "the Tale of the Terror Ducks?" Well, that's a catchy title meant to draw you in, because something like "hello" or "welcome" would have sounded snore-worthy. But, since I decided to title it with such an absurd title, I will give you a true story to go with it.

Ducks. Are. Bastards. When I was a small child, as I've told you, I lived in Wales. We had a house there that was out in the country. Very unlike the houses in London, it was not terribly uncommon to have a pond or lake near your home.

Anyway, I was four years old and playing out in back with my sister Ella when we saw some ducks playing in the water near the shore; two ducks and three ducklings. Ella asked me if I wanted to feed the ducks. Being four years old, I could scarcely imagine anything I wanted more, so Ella headed inside to get some bread, instructing me not to move. I did not listen.

When Ella came back outside, I had gone over to the ducks to try and pet them (or some nonsense like that) and the mother duck did not like that one bit. She chased me around my backyard, quaking incessantly while trying to bite me, and I ran away screaming.

So there you have it: I still hate ducks to this day.

That concludes my first blog entry. James is over my shoulder right now INSISTING annoyingly that I tell you that I will be posting again tomorrow, so there you have it. I WILL be posting again tomorrow, whether you like it or not.

(Author's Notes:)

So what'd you think?

Okay, a couple things for you guys to do if you'd like. I'm looking for something Will-ish to have his URL be. Maybe something funny. Ideas?

Also, if you guys want, you can leave reviews TO Will and I can write it into the blog entries. Just make sure to specify it's for him so I don't get confused XD

One more thing: if there are any betas out there who would like to assist me in doing a better job writing as someone who is English/Welsh, I'd love the help. Thanks!

-WP