Author's note: Thank you to all who have been kind enough to leave a review! I'm experimenting a bit with the first drabble this time and will desperately need feedback at the end, so please review after you read!
Disclaimer: If I'm writing fanfiction about The Infernal Devices, I think it's safe to assume that I do not own The Infernal Devices.
Jade
Everyone at the Institute has their own bits of jade.
Not all of it is literally jade, of course, but some is.
Jem's cane from his father, for one. And his mother's necklace.
But then there is Will's sarcasm and unwillingness to show any of his true self.
Jessamine's dollhouse and anger.
Charlotte's view of herself as a figure of authority.
Henry's inventions.
Tessa's angel.
Even Sophie, with her scar.
And now Bridget, with her songs.
Cyril, with his resemblance to his brother.
And Gideon, with his lack of a family ring.
All of it is different, yet all is the same.
Everyone has their own little bits of jade that hang around. Some are good, some are bad, but one thing remains constant.
It always reflects the person holding it.
They are holding on to bits of themselves.
Joker
"You wouldn't."
"Do not test me, madam."
"Not even you would do such a thing, William Herondale."
Charlotte, poised outside the door of the attic, couldn't hear anything more for a moment. Her mind dredged up all sorts of things they could possibly be talking about. After one particularly horrifying idea flashed through her head, she resolved herself to go in and put an end to whatever it was—but then she heard something she would never forget.
Will was singing at the top of his lungs. A sickly sweet love ballad, no less.
And it seemed to be coming from the rooftop.
Charlotte did not know what could have motivated him to do something so silly. He was glamoured—and within a glamoured building, to boot; the mundanes could not hear him. So no, she could not think of one possible reason for this behavior that was strange even for Will.
The door suddenly opened with a jerk, revealing Tessa standing on the other side. Her gray eyes were wide. "I swear, Charlotte, I thought he was joking."
The girl promptly hurried off down the staircase.
Now Charlotte did not want to know what had started it.
Ok, now that I've experimented a bit with a different form, please review and tell me what you think of Jade! Even if you think it sucked! At least that way I know to avoid it in the future, but I won't know if you don't tell me!