I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter! (: I guess you guys really like the 'Vegas' line. Haha! I'm not going to put my views out there about Gay Marriage, or any kind of politics, because I don't feel it's appropriate. But know this, three of my good friends are gay. :)
Also, if there are any mistakes in this chapter, it's because I just got a Macbook Pro! Squeee! But, I don't have Microsoft Word yes (it's like 150 bucks! AHHH!) So... Soonish... :(
Alec *Magnus: Alec's 'humble' abode at 7:47 AM
*YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?
It's not a big deal, baby.
*Yeah it fucking is.
No, it really isn't!
*I've never done this before!
What the fuck?
*What! Why are you so surprised?
You're eight hundred fucking years old. How HAVE you NOT?
*Because… I never tried it before… I don't think I would like it. You do it!
I've never done it before either.
*Really?
Really.
*That makes me feel a lot better, little shadowhunter.
So will you do it?
*Sighhhh. Fine…
When?
*When do you think?
Now?
*Its eight in the morning! It's too early.
But we've done stuff earlier in the morning.
*No, honey, we've done it LATE at night, and never this.
Well, we start out a new day doing something new.
*Fine! I'll call Wicked and have them hire Jonathan!
Thanks. (: Love you!
Clary Jace: Clary and Jace's Apartment New York at 11:32 PM
So what do you say?
No.
What the fuck? Why?
We're married! And you're pregnant!
! You sexist bastard! I'm leaving anyway!
Fuck Me...
Name a time & place!
Clary Isabelle: 42nd Street at 12:07 PM
Oh that is sooooo hot.
I'm glad you came.
Oh yes… Me too.
That is a JUICY little bitch.
I think you mean 'bastard'.
Oh. So I do.
Yummmm.
So, Jace let you come?
He never lets me come.
WHAT THE FUCK?
Oh… You meant here…
YES.
Er… No. He told me to stay home. So I left anyway to spite him.
And… he doesn't let you come?
Oh he lets me come. Hehe.
Uh huh… Oh god, look at him!
You have a thing for dark hair, huh?
You have a thing for dicks.
Of course! I'm not lesbian! Jeez, Isabelle.
…
…
…
Never mind.
Clary Jace Jonathan: Clary and Jace's Apartment at 11:37 AM
NO.
Please?
Please?
NO.
Why not?
You're fucking kidding me, right?
No…
Why would I joke about something this important?
Yes. Why would we joke about something THIS important?
Cause you're fucking stupid, which goes along with why you would even ASK me this.
Me? Stupid? I take offense to that remark...
PLEASE! C'mon! I'm FAMILY!
That makes me want to say 'no' even more.
Hmm. Quite true.
Understand why I said no?
No.
ONE last time. JONATHAN IS NOT MOVING IN WITH US. Why would you even ask that?
Free babysitting.
You can sleep in the guest bedroom.
Isabelle Simon Clary Jonathan: Clary and Jace's Apartment at 7:25 PM
Aren't you afraid he'll try to kill you and the babies?
Or that he'll steal the kids and turn them evil or something?
Or Butt rape them...
Not really. I don't think I need to live in fear over that. Jonathan's much better than we thought.
He killed my brother!
Minor detail.
MINOR DETAIL?
That's not what I meant?
Then what did you mean, sparkledouche?
Jonathan was raised to kill… It's not his fault that he was made to murder.
REALLY?
Yes.
Okay… And when did he feed you this lie?
I wasn't lying.
He wasn't lying.
How could you even considering letting him live with you?
Free babysitting.
I completely understand.
So, I love you guys. Seriously. You're like THE coolest people in the world. I think I'm in love. Also, because several people asked what it was - Chubby Bunny is a game where you stuff marshmallows into your mouth and continue to try to say 'Chubby Bunny'. In this case, they were trying to say 'Shadowhunter' instead of 'Chubby Bunny'. Usually, when you play this game, you end up gagging up all the marshmallows. It's kind of gross. The person who fits the most into their mouth and can still say Chubby Bunny wins. I can fit four. Not that I tried or anything..
