D'aww, you guys are all so sweet! I was smiling all the way through when I was scrolling through the reviews and comments. See? That's total encouragement. I love ya peoples. :3

Anyway, here is de next chapter! I hope you guys'll enjoy it. And I still don't own the Mortal Instruments.


Hubris

"Your intimidating glare does not effect me, sweetheart," Jace drawled out casually, and flicked a strand of hair out of his eyes. When he turned to look at Clary, whom was practically transforming into an inflating red balloon, he smirked. "You know I always think you are lovely, Fray, but that rubber ball your trying to mimic does not particularly add points to your attractiveness."

"Jace," Clary said, as calmly as she could, her green eyes flaring, "Why the hell would you tell Simon Izzy has photos of him in her bedroom? Do you know how mean that is?"

Jace shrugged. "He believed me, didn't he?"

"You arrogant bastard."

An irritating smirk drew up the corner of his lips again, and he stretched his arms back. "Correction: Arrogant sexy bastard."

"Oh, Hell!" Clary threw her head back in exasperation, before returning her gaze back on her boyfriend again. "I swear, Jace Herondale, one day, karma will come back to find you, and I won't be there to save you from your most-likely unfortunate fate."

Jace frowned, "That hurts my pride, Clary. Whatever happened to the 'I'll never leave you' speech?"

Clary blushed. "That's completely off the point."

"Why would I ever be punished for my hotness?"

"No. You will be punished for your arrogance."

"That's what makes me so hot."

"God, Jace!"

"Hmm?" Jace grinned again, his eyes teasing and ragingly amused. "You called for me? And our Lord?"

"You just shut up already."

A meow from below caught both of the Shadowhunters' attention, and Jace picked Church up in his arms whilst the cat purred happily. However, Clary frowned.

"Church, Jace stole your can of fish."

With that, the happiness was gone, and the feline simply emmited an outraged sound before scratching Jace in the face, and then jumped off from his lap with his tail perked up. As Jace sputtered full sentences of incoherent swear words, Clary smiled slyly.

"See? Karma. I screw you."


Okay . . . Yeah . . . Not my funniest chapter, I admit. But hey, it's a drabble, right?

So, here! Teaser teaser teaser! Once again, this is from Clockwork Prince. I hope that's alright.


Will: "Tess," he said, and she thought, once again, how no one but him ever called her that. "That is all I think about."

Tessa: "Jem!" she cried again, and when he did not look up, she strode across the room, and wrenched the bow out of his hand. "Jem, stop!"

Unattributed: "I would die for you, you know that."


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Aw shucks. I dunno! Who in the world said that? D'aww, Tessa, why are you always the lucky one? Eheh? Tch, Cassie Clare, you know we love you, but you're literally torturing us here! Torture, THIS IS PLAIN TORTURE! I OBJECT!