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You know what's stupid? ME NOT WRITING ANYONE ACCEPTING THE AWARD!
Hey guys! Sorry for the wait! I got a great response to last chapter, thanks a lot! Reviews make me happy. Just a few swear words in the first bit. And suggestive themes.
I don't own TMI or ID. I also don't own Monopoly, but I'm pretty sure I own the new AWESOMELY AWESOME HOT TOPIC CITY OF BONES MERCH SHIRT I'M WEARING!
Totally forgot, don't own this idea either, Carrot-Bunny does.
"Shit, shit, shitshitshit SHIT!" Jordan cussed as he started randomly walking in a tight circle, looking under the benches and tables outside the auditorium.
"What?" Maia raised an eyebrow at her boyfriend's language.
"Don't tell DN, Isla, Tessa or Magnus, but I may have lost the trophy for Favourite Rune. I'm supposed to present it with you remember?" He looked down sheepishly and scuffed the toe of his worn, brown shoes.
"Well, sucks for you! Don't expect to have your man parts after this!" Maia said carelessly, but she got on her knees and started looking around as well. Probably because she didn't want Isla or DN to rip off her man's um... yeah. Being the author and director of all this, they had to have everything perfect. A missing trophy might be the worse thing to ever happen. Other than Sebastian party crashing.
"It might be backstage!" Jordan jumped up and started running, Maia right on his heels.
When they get backstage...
"Okay, act calm, act calm, act-"
"Sorry Jordan!" Isla smiled apologetically, she had bumped into him. "Didn't see you there." Which was understandable, her white dress was so poofy, he was surprised she could walk. (Picture the wedding dress Katniss wears in the Catching Fire theatrical trailer.)
"It's fine Isla." He casually turned away to continue his search, when he realized who he was speaking to. Maia and him froze and comically turned towards Isla slowly.
"What?" The brown haired girl inquired.
"Nothing!" And off the two ran.
In the break room.
"Jordan, what does the trophy look like?" Maia questioned as they searched literally everywhere, including the fridge.
"Naturally, it has the winning rune, the CAN'T TELL YOU READERS Rune."
"Oh, I voted for that!" Her brown curls bobbed as she pumped her fist in the air in triumph.
"I didn't. I voted for the NON WINNING RUNE THAT I CAN'T REVEAL TO YOU READERS YET Rune." He said unhappily.
"Okay. We're getting off topic. Let's ask Simon." The vampire in question, with his excellent hearing, wandered over at the mention of his name.
"What's up guys?"
He was barraged with the worried words from the werewolf couple. He managed to piece together the situation though.
"You guys lost the trophy? You know it takes like, a whole week or two to make one! That's why each chapter is so far apart!"
Maia looked at him weirdly. "It takes an hour Simon. DN just says that because she doesn't want to say she's too lazy to update."
"Oh I knew t didn't take that long! Anyways, I know where it is."
"OMIGOSH TAKE ME THERE!" Jordan latched himself onto Simon's leg.
"Dude, a guy's voice shouldn't go so high." But he complied, a trailing Maia behind him, looking amused at the sight of Jordan still wrapped around Simon's ankle.
In front of a glittery door.
"This is Magnus' dressing room. He said there was a crack on the trophy and I quote, 'Werewolf boy probably sat on it. Better use my awesome magical powers to fix it.'"
"Okay, one: I want a dressing room! And two, I did not sit on it!" Jordan protested.
"You aren't a host, that's why. And you didn't sit on it, I did." Maia's face was tomato red, like a tomato. Duh.
"Where? When? Why?" Jordan threw his arms up in astonishment.
"Your bedroom floor, two days ago, and do you really want me to say why?" Maia tried not to notice Simon's knowing look thrown her way.
"Why?" Jordan was so oblivious.
"Playing Monopoly." Maia rolled her eyes. "Seriously Jordan?"
"I don't understand-"
"Maia, there's no room." Jordan removed his lips from Maia for a second, to look at his cluttered bed.
"The floor then!"
"Never mind." Jordan felt his face go hot.
"I'll just knock on the door and-" Simon lifted a hand, when a moan ripped through the silence.
"Is he in trouble?" Maia looked like she was going to charge in and rescue the fully-capable-of-defending-himself-Warlock. Probably because he did save her life.
"Now whose oblivious?" Jordan face palmed.
"What do you mean?" Maia cocked her head to the side, looking eerily like a real dog who didn't understand why his owner wasn't throwing the ball again.
"They're 'playing monopoly.'" He air quoted.
"Him and-?"
"ALEC!" Magnus yelled from inside. And not in anger if ya know what I mean...
"Oh."
"We need that trophy!" Jordan panicked. "Isla will kill me!"
"Why?" DN suddenly appeared, attired in casual shorts and a black tank top that had the Angelic Rune on it. Upon further inspection, he noticed it said, "THE Mortal Instruments: City of Bones."
"No reason no reason!" The three chorused.
She assessed the situation. The three huddled outside her host's room, looking as if they heard something disturbing. "Are Magnus and Alec playing monopoly again?"
"Whaaaaat? No!" Maia laughed nervously.
"I can hear panting and moaning. Just because I'm fourteen doesn't mean I don't know what Magnus and Alec do in their free time." DN dead panned.
"Fine they are. And Magnus has the trophy."Jordan confessed.
"I'll get it. Magnus will stop whatever he's doing, says he doesn't want to ruin my innocence." She burst inside the dressing room, yelps of protest were heard.
"Innocence? That girl can swear like a sailor and has the dirtiest mind ever!" Simon exclaimed.
"So Magnus, now do you know how Tessa and Will felt?" DN said from inside the room.
"They weren't caught doing it though sweetheart." He answered condescendingly, making the word sweetheart sound anything but sweet. Picture Haymitch speaking.
"Whatever. Get dressed." She threw the two males their clothes, Alec mumbling a thank you.
"I'll take that." She grabbed the trophy and quickly exited the room, gave it to Jordan and walked away, her mutters of, "So not professional." were heard as she Portaled into her balcony seat.
Magnus emerged from his room, clothed in sparkly green robes, a red faced Alec behind him. "The show must go on!"
"Welcome back ladies and gentlemen!" Tessa waved to the audience. "Let's get right to it shall we?"
"Here to announce this category's winner, Jordan and Maia!" Magnus and Tessa walked off stage, the werewolves replacing them.
"I'm Maia, this is my boyfriend Jordan." Maia's hair was a braid tied with a leather chord. She wore a backless dress that showed off her tattoo.
"The choices you had were..." Jordan cleared his throat.
"The Fearless Rune, the Clairvoyant Rue, the Alliance Rune which I voted for and it didn't get any votes-"
"Oh be quiet Jordan. Iratze, Angelic Power and Mark of Cain Rune." She opened the ever popular creamy white envelope and declared, " The Fearless Rune, with three votes! Doen't seem like a lot but you had many choices."
"Angelic power had two votes, tied with the Iratze. Mark of Cain and Clairvoyant Rune both had one vote. Thank you for voting." Jordan still sounded upset his rune hadn't won. Ignore him, he's cranky.
"Here to accept the award is Clary, Ms. Queen of Runes herself! Ms. I-created-the-winning-rune, Ms.-"
"We get it!"
Clary walked up to stage, her green dress swishing around her thighs. "I'd like to thank my friends and family, and Alec, for being the first test subject"
Camera pans to a disgruntled Alec.
As she waved bye to the audience and took her seat next to Jace again, Maia announced the next category.
"This next category is Favourite Downworlder." Maia clicked a button on the remote and the screen descended.
"The Fair Folk."
The screen showed the Seelie Queen, looking regal and a bit bitchy as she sat atop her throne, looking down at the Shadowhunters. For some reason, a smirk curled her lips as she watched a couple kissing. Three guesses who...
"The Children of Lilith."
Magnus Bane was shown, standing with a green fellow and a blue lady. (READ WHAT REALLY HAPPENED IN PERU.) All three seemed to be Warlocks and all three had some bit of magic going on around them.
"The Children of the Moon."
Maia and Jordan were shown fighting back to back, their faces ferocious as they warded off people with grey hoodies.
"And the Children of the Night."
The last few pictures showed said Downworlder looking regal, magical, or ferocious. This picture was a picture of Simon with a shit eating grin, two thumbs up as someone took the picture. Clary and Jace seemed to be making out in the background.
"SIMON LEWIS!" Clary's strangled cry was heard amid the laughter.
"Photo credits to me!" Jordan crowed
"Uh, yeah, those are your choices. Fifteen votes until next chapter. No less." Maia was stifling a grin, as Jordan started er, excuse the pun, howling with laughter.
"See you later! And check out Hot Topic . com. You should see the City of Bones Merch on the front page. It's pretty good for Hot Topic. Except if you don't live in the U.S, it's a thirty two dollar shipping fee!" DN spoke into a microphone as the curtain went down.
CATEGORY:
FAVOURITE DOWNWORLDER
CHOICES:
Fair Folk
Children of Lilith
Children of the Moon
Children of the Night
Requirement:
Fifteen votes.
AND A QUESTION ON ask . fm /DivergentNephil remove spaces
YES. I WENT THERE!
Your reviews don't just have to be votes, I'd love the feedback as well!
YOU ARE AT: 16 Votes and one question.
CONGRATULATIONS! NEXT CHAPTER UP THIS WEEK
