PoV Clary

I shrank back in my seat as Alec opened up a video feed with his sister.

"Yo!" she said, smiling at us.

"Hey, Iz," Alec said. He moved the laptop so that we were in the frame. "You remember Jace."

"Hi, asshat!" she said cheerily.

"Right back at you, bitchscarf."

"Well," Alec said. "I know you know Cain, Clary's brother."

"Sup?" she asked, her smiled filled with laughter.

"Not much," I said. "How's my sister?"

"She's mysteriously turned into a boy and flew off to New York."

Jace laughed.

"And," Alec said, smiling. "I'd like you to meet the fabulous, magnificent Magnus Bane."

Magnus wrapped his arm around Alec's shoulders. "So this is Isabelle Lightwood. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Isabelle chewed her lip. "Are you two…?"

"Yep," Magnus said, placing a small kiss on Alec's cheek, making the blue eyed boy blush.

"Are you Skyping for mom and dad? Cuz they're in the kitchen," Izzy said. "And, by the way, good for you, big brother."

"Big brother," Simon mimicked, walking in.

"Shut up, Mokuba!" I yelled.

"No!"

"Oh, and this is Simon." Alec turned the laptop towards my nerdy friend.

Simon smiled awkwardly.

"Hi," Isabelle said.

"Hi," Simon said.

"Well, I've had enough awkwardness to last a lifetime," Jace said. "Let's meet the parents."

Alec's parents were just as I remembered. Cold, hard, and intimidating. Izzy stood behind them as Alec repositioned the camera onto himself again.

"Hi mom, dad," he said.

"Alexander," Robert said. "Let's meet your friends, then."

Alec went through introducing us again, but paused before he got to Magnus. "Mom, dad, this is Magnus. My… my boyfriend."

"Hi," Magnus said sheepishly.

There was a quiet on the other side of the laptop. A chair was moved as someone hastily got up, and the sound of a door slamming.

"Dad!" Isabelle shouted as she got up.

"Well…" Maryse said. "It's nice to meet you, Magnus."

"You, too," he said quietly. "I'm sorry."

"Oh, don't be, please." Maryse shook her head. "Robert's just an old fool." She smiled at Magnus. "I hope you make Alec happy. He deserves it."

They talked for about an hour; an hour in which I fell asleep on Jace, and woke up wrapped up in my bed.

"Simon?" I asked.

"Nope," Jace said. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did," I mumbled.

"You know what I mean," he growled.

"What is it?"

"Why do you have a bra under your bed?"