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CLACE MAKES PANCAKES!

"I still don't understand why we're doing this." Jace sighed as they entered the Institute. Clary rolled her eyes, a plastic bag was on her arm.

"Well I'm pretty sure that Valentine wouldn't have done this with you so I'm taking it upon myself to teach you the basics of childhood." She said, handing him the bag so she could open the door. He followed her inside.

"Ok fine, but don't we have all this stuff here?" He asked looking in the bag. Clary shook her head.

"Nope, Izzy used up everything in her last attempt to cook." She told him. Jace shuddered at the thought of Izzy's latest attempt at a meal.

In the kitchen it was dark; clearly no one had been in it since Izzy destroyed it a few days ago. Thankfully someone had cleaned it up. Jace set the bag down and pulled out the ingredients that Clary had picked out. He huffed loudly and threw away the plastic bag.

"Why didn't we get the mix stuff? There were boxes of it, I saw." Jace growled, Clary sighed and grabbed the white Joy of Cooking from her backpack. (Thank the Angel her mom had had it at the apartment, without it she would've had to get the mix.)

"Because, Jace, we're doing this old-fashioned. That's what the Nephilim are all about right? Old-fashioned?" She scolded. He sighed as she flipped through the thick recipe book and found pancakes. "Okay come here. I'm going to looking for measuring cups and then we'll start." She said but he already had a ring with little plastic measuring cups hanging off it. She smiled and took it from him. "Fine then, get me a bowl." He turned and rummaged through a cupboard. He pulled out a ceramic mixing bowl and brought it over to her.

"So what? I just do what this book says?" Jace asked her. Clary nodded. "What is this thing? The Joy of Cooking. Sounds like magic for mundanes." He breathed while measuring out a cup and a half of flour. She smiled as she watched him. "Hey? Am I doing this myself or are you helping here?" He snapped.

"Sorry, hold on." She replied, grabbing an egg from the carton in the bag. "Here catch!" She said. She tossed the egg to him. Jace's shadowhunter training suddenly switched on and he leapt in the air to grab it, back flipping on the way down. Clary shook her head while rolling her eyes. "You're such a show-off." He grinned.

"Sorry, I wasn't thinking." He said, realizing he'd flipped a tray of silverware onto the ground. He bent down and gathered up the cutlery. Clary was giggling behind him. He just rolled his eyes as he dropped the dishes in the sink. He went back to the bowl and measured out a tablespoon of sugar.

"I still can't believe you've never made pancakes." She said, biting into a candy bar that she bought when they were shopping for ingredients. He looked over at her; she was sitting down on one of the barstools by the counter.

"Yeah well, knowing my childhood I can believe it." He sighed, mixing in some salt and baking powder. He poured some milk into a measuring cup and dumped that in the bowl. "Ok, now what?" He asked. She grabbed the bowl from him and mixed it up really well then set it down by the stove.

"Got a pan?" She asked. He pointed above her where pots and pans hung. She face-palmed quickly and grabbed a cast-iron pan. She tossed a slice of butter in the skillet and turned on the burner. "Just pour in some mix and then flip the cake when the little batter bubbles stop popping." She said.

"Where are you going?" He demanded.

"To see if Alec or Izzy wants some." She replied.

"Alec's out with Magnus." He grumbled. She grinned; Jace seemed upset by his parabatai's absence. "One would think that Magnus is the parabatai." He huffed and poured some of the batter in the sizzling butter. Clary disappeared to the rooms wing. Jace glared at the pancake. This was such a menial task, why could he just go get some pancakes from Taki's? They'd probably be better anyways, maybe have some sort of weird extra ingredient even.

Clary reappeared as he poured some more batter in for the next cake. Clary walked over and kissed his cheek. She looked down and saw the vaguely-a-circle shaped pancake.

"Oh Jace." She groaned.

"What?" He asked, concern written across his face as he examined her,

"Come on, get creative with these!" She pushed him aside and flipped the pancake. She pulled it out of the pan when it was finished and put in some more butter. "Here watch." She sighed. She poured the batter in the pan in the shape of the clairvoyant rune. He looked at as she flipped it, suddenly enthralled with the whole process.

"Lemme try." He said excitedly, pushing her put of the way. Izzy walked in yawning, she rubbed her eyes.

"By the Angel, Jace did you make food?" She asked incredulously. He turned around and nodded.

"Hell freaking yeah I made food."

~FOUR DAYS LATER~

Jace was in the kitchen. It was three a.m. and Jace had ensured that everyone was asleep. No Maryse or Robert here either, so no one could bust him for being up for no reason. Well he did have a reason but they wouldn't appreciate it like he did. He rummaged through a couple of cupboards until he found the flour and sugar. He kicked the open bags of flour and sugar with his heel onto the counter, proceeding to locate the salt. He set the little tub of salt down next to the flour and sugar. Jace grabbed the mixing bowl from the drying rack by the sink.

"Making pancakes at two in the morning, they're gonna rock." He sung under his breath. He started mixing the ingredients together, not needing the recipe book anymore. He grabbed an egg from the fridge and tossed it into the bowl, its landing was cushioned by flour, sugar, salt and baking powder. He walked over and cracked it, draining the contents into the bowl.

After all the ingredients were mixed together he put a skillet on the stove. He'd become addicted to pancake making, this was the third day in a row he'd woken up in the middle of the night to make pancakes. He formed little runes and sometimes the Mortal Instruments with the batter. His favorite was making the Mortal Cup and then eating that one. He pulled out his phone. Alec.

"Hullo?" Someone asked groggily on the other line.

"Hey, Alec, it's me, Jace." Jace said excitedly.

"Yeah. I know that. What do you want?" Alec groaned.

"Want to eat some pancakes with me?"

"No I'm not going to meet you at Taki's." Alec mumbled. Jace shook his head, the phone pinched between his shoulder and his ear as he flipped the pancake.

"No man, here, eat pancakes here. I made them."

"Jace it's two thirty... in the morning." Jace could hear Magnus mumbling 'it's Jace? Remind me to kill him later.'

"Come on bro, we're parabatias. We can have parabatai pancakes together." Jace pleaded, putting on the puppy-dog eyes show even though Alec couldn't see him.

"Two thirty a.m." Alec reminded him.

"They're in the shape of runes." Jace returned. Alec groaned.

"Jace I'm hanging up, I'll see you tomorrow." He said. Jace sighed as the other end went dead. He turned off the burner and ran up to Izzy's room.

Izzy woke up to Jace at the foot of her bed whispering 'Izzy, Izzy are you awake?' She blinked and sat forward.

"Jace? What time is it?"

"Not important. Do you want to eat some pancakes with me?" He asked, bouncing slightly in excitement.

"Jesus? No! It's two thirty in the morning Jace! I'm not going to Taki's with you." She growled, checking her alarm clock.

"No, I made them. They're downstairs. In the kitchen. Downstairs. Come on, they'll get cold." He said. Izzy just stared.

"Jace. Go to bed." She snapped. "And get out of my room, it's a wreck!" Jace slinked out of the room sadly. Then he remembered Clary. He bolted for his room, thanking the Angel that she decided to spend the night.

Clary woke up with a start. Jace's face was inches from hers, grinning. She pushed herself back in surprise.

"By the Angel Jace! You scared me." She hissed. He just knelt there smiling.

"Hey, want some pancakes?" He asked. She looked at him, blinking.

"What?"

"Do. You. Want. Some. Pancakes? Yes or no?" He said.

"Um... Jace it's two thirty I doubt Taki's is open." She mumbled.

"By the Angel! Why does everyone assume I want to go to Taki's?! I made them!" He snapped. She looked at him and smiled. She leaned forward and kissed him.

"I'd love some." She said, crawling out of the bed. Together they walked downstairs as he regaled her with his pancake making spree.

...

"Wait, how long have you stayed up making pancakes?"

"They're in the shape of runes! See!"


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