WPAD Bloopers.
Chapter 1
"I just wish we could have caught Sebastian." Clary said, sighing and resting her head on her folded arms.
"Need I take your mind off that?" Jace's whisper was slow and seductive; Clary just smiled and looked up.
"Nice try, Jace." She said, but she could feel the smile on her face, he always knew how to make her laugh.
"Damn, and I thought I was about to score." Jace said mockingly. Clary laughed.
"Not this time." She teased; Jace's eyes took on a new glow.
"Are you sure about that? He whispered, his golden eyes narrowing slightly. Before Clary could do anything, Jace started to tickle her. Clary couldn't stop the peal of laughter that escaped her lungs.
"Jace...Please, stop!" Clary giggled, and rolled onto the bed, Jace was soon on it with her and he grinned at Clary's complete surrender to him. Clary smiled and inwardly waited, Jace paused too, and both of them looked at the door, wasn't Izzy supposed to barge in by now?
"The hell?" Clary asked, Jace shrugged and glanced at the camera,
"Where's Izzy?" he asked, the girl who was filming sighed,
"I'll get her." Cameragirl growled and turned out of the room, Jace and Clary heard shouts and swearing, and Maryse's shocked voice. After a loud crash, a frazzled Izzy and Cameragirl walked in.
"How about we redo that scene?" Izzy asked flatly, Jace and Clary burst out laughing.
Chapter 2
Clary followed Isabelle as they headed over to Magnus's house, and she knew the extravagant warlock could take this invitation many ways, but as they arrived, Isabelle rang the bell and it was opened up by a tired-looking Magnus, whose hair was spiked up in odd angles from sleep.
"Clary, Isabelle, what are you doing here?" Magnus asked, his voice was flat and tired. Chairman Meow peeked out from in between Magnus' legs and mewed at Clary and Isabelle.
"The Clave wants you to come with us to Idris because you had a role in all the crap that has been taking place." Isabelle said, summarizing the entire situation on one sentence.
"Idris? I need time to pack!" Magnus said, grinning and opening the door wider for them to come in. Clary smiled at the sparkly warlock's antics and followed Isabelle inside his lushly decorated apartment. It hadn't changed much, still the extraordinarily glittery living space it had always been.
Clary walked in and froze, so did Izzy, the T.V was on, and Clary closed her eyes at what she saw, Izzy gaped, and Magnus reappeared, he saw what they were watching and blushed.
"CUT! Magnus, no porn on the T.V while we're filming." Cameragirl snapped, Clary looked at Izzy,
"I'm officially scarred for life." Clary said weakly, Magnus rolled his eyes.
"That wasn't even the worst volume!" Magnus complained, Izzy turned green and ran off, Cameragirl shot a glare at Magnus, and Clary did a facepalm.
"What?" Magnus asked, clueless.
Chapter 3
Clary paused as she looked over all the seraph blades, part of her training was to be able to recognize good and bad weapons and be able to pick the right one for the situation. It was then when she heard a voice, Clary knew this voice, and she thought she'd never hear it again; it was the voice of Ithuriel, the angel that she and Jace had found in the Wayland Manor.
"Trust in what comes. They mean no harm. They will help you. On the path you follow." Ithuriel's voice whispered, Clary was stuck in a flash of images, one of a pair of golden eyes, like Jace's but narrowed and full of malice, a flash of clear and yellow, leaving a trail of sparkles, a bird of fire taking to the air, and a dark shape with a red aura surrounding it.
Clary made herself stumble back, when one of the filmmakers walked in with a donut.
"CUT!" Cameragirl yelled, Clary stopped, and Jace walked in from where he had been standing,
"What was it this time?" Jace asked sourly. Cameragirl was still glaring at the guy with a donut, he turned to Cameragirl and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh hi Selene, wanna donut?" he asked. Cameragirl/Selene growled,
"John, get off the fucking set before I castrate you!" She yelled. All of the sudden Izzy popped her head in.
"Someone said castrate, what's going on?" Izzy said quickly, Jace laughed, and Donutguy/John looked confused.
"But… donuts." Donutguy/John said,
"OUT!" Cameragirl/Selene yelled. And she started chasing him out. So that Izzy, Clary, and Jace were left alone.
"Did you know her name was Selene?" Clary asked, Jace shook his head.
"Nah, Cameragirl fits her better," Jace said with a grin, Izzy laughed.
Chapter 4
Arriving at the docks was quick, Izzy paid the taxi driver and he drove away, the four of them started following a path, and Alec led them to a smaller dock where some small yachts were parked, Maia, Jordan, Magnus, and Simon were waiting,
"Hi guys!" Maia called, smiling. They called out their greetings to her and took up residence on some benches waiting for the others to arrive.
Soon Maryse arrived with Robert and some Shadowhunters they didn't recognize,
All of the sudden a mime appeared and started dancing in front of the camera, which caused Cameragirl to hiss and start chasing the mime away, but it kept coming back, and she punched it in the face. I have to say, with mimes, it's awfully hard to tell the genders.
"Fuck this, we'll finish filming tomorrow." Cameragirl said, glaring at the now-unconscious mime.
"She scares me." Simon said, as Cameragirl walked away.
Chapter 5
Jace smirked and sat down in the chair, observing the controls before taking the wheel and spinning it harshly. The boat was jerked to the side, and the group were knocked to the side of the boat.
"Oops!" Jace called out.
"Oops? That's all you can say after ruining my outfit?" Izzy screeched, Simon ducked his head, this could get very ugly.
"Well, that shirt was pretty stupid." Jace called from the seat, Izzy growled, and lunged for Jace, unfortunately, Alec wasn't fast enough to grab Izzy, and Jace darted to the side. Out of nowhere, Izzy burst into laughter. Clary couldn't help herself and joined in, soon everyone was laughing or chuckling at the movie situation.
"Ai-yi-yi." Cameragirl whispered, and shut off the camera, she left and decide to wait until the group had composed themselves.