In less than a month, this collection has become the fanfiction with the most words for the Throne of Glass community on the website. All thanks to you guys, the reviewers and the readers. Without you, I wouldn't have continued, and as IsabelleFandoms said, I wouldn't have updated so much. Thank you so much!... I should really stop thanking people so much. It's probably getting annoying.

Chaolaena shenanigans (2? I'll just go with 2. It seems like a 2.) (A request from IsabelleFandoms :D)

I walked over to the library, wondering where Celaena had gone. She hadn't come to her room, and I was starting to worry. I knocked on the library door, and waited for an answer. Nothing. I sighed, running a hand through my hair, and entered, hoping that Celaena would be there.

The library was lighted in dim torchlight, barely illuminating the towers of books surrounding it. In the middle of the room, Celaena was seated at a table, reading in faint candlelight as she hunched over a book.

"Celaena?" I called out. She didn't look up to acknowledge me. I huffed, tilting my head up to the ceiling and closing my eyes. The light flickered from beneath my eyelids. "Oh Gods help me." I walked over to her table.

She held one finger up to me, then flipped a page and continued reading. I peeked over to see the book in her hand. It was an old book, one that was kept from before the great war. It was titled, "Clockwork Princess, The Infernal Devices".

(I did this because you have to read the Mortal Instruments now. It's awesome. But Throne of Glass is still better. Okay, enough with the free advertisements- I do not own The Mortal Instruments or The Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare.)

On the table there were two books piled beside from where she hunched over her book like a tinkerer hunched over his machinery. "Clockwork Angel" and "Clockwork Prince" lay there, which were what I assumed were the first and second books of the series. I slapped my face with my hand lightly. She had powered through an entire series overnight, and now she wouldn't be able to wake up the next day out morning run.

"Celaena," I started, but was cut off my Celaena holding up a hand, never taking her eyes off the book.

"Shh! You're interrupting the big battle between Mortmain and the London Institute!" She frowned suddenly, flipping the page and continuing to read. I sat there for a few moments as she powered through the book, occasionally yelling something out that sounded like "No, Jem!" or "Will!". I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep until I was awoken by Celaena's crying.

"What's wrong?" I said, resting a hand on her shoulder, which shook with her sobs.

"You won't understand."

"Of course I will." I nodded sympathetically, as if I were already hearing her story.

"No, you won't." She turned away from me.

I felt my shoulders drop and my eyebrows angle upwards in sadness. She sighed. "Fine... It's just... Someone died."

I shot up. "What?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah. He was always the best. I don't understand why... Why she had to kill him." I rubbed my face with my hands.

"Oh, I'm so sorry..."

"The Epilogue though!" she cried out, and I whipped my head around, startled.

"The what? You mean, like in a book?" I suddenly understood. "Gods, Celaena, it's just a book character!"

She glared at me, tears streaming down her face. "I told you that you wouldn't understand." I shook my head.

"No, it's fine. I know what will cheer you up." I picked her up, bridal style, and she laughed and cried as I dashed towards our room, Celaena still swinging in my arms. When we got there, I showed her what I had prepared for us.

"By the Wyrd, Chaol, is that chocolate cake?"

I smiled. "I told you it would cheer you up." She smiled at me, tears gleaming in her eyes.

"I love you, Chaol. Always. Just like Herongraystairs."

I looked at her, confused. "What does that mean?"

She smiled sadly, as if the memory of the book pained her. "It means that 'I am catastrophically in love with you'."

I narrowed my eyes at her, tilting my head, still smiling. "Did you just quote your book?"

All I received as a reply was "Wessa."

A few days later in Dorian's POV...

Chaol had spent nights alone reading all of the books in "The Infernal Devices". All of those nights had driven me crazy- He lost a lot of sleep, and I didn't see him a lot during the days. And now I had to deal with the two of them quoting the book all day.

"'I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them and I love you.'" Chaol smiled, pulling Celaena forward, their foreheads touching as he said-

"'You are not the last dream of my soul. You are the first.'"

I waved my hands around, turning in a circle dramatically. We were alone in the music room, but I still announced- "Guy! They're quoting 'The Infernal Devices' again!"

Celaena pulled back and smiled at me. "I officially recommend that book series to you. Maybe then, we can be Herongraystairs. And of course," she bowed, flourishing a hand out in front of her. "that would make me Tessa."

Chaol scratched his chin. "We are surprisingly alike to Herongraystairs. I'm Will, he's Jem, and you're Tessa."

Celaena held her head in her hands, suddenly dropping to the floor. I didn't understand a word that they were saying. "But that means you all die at some point."

I sighed again, turning around to exit the room.

Never let the two of them read the same book ever again. I thought to myself as I walked down the hallways of the glass castle.

Dedicated to IsabelleFandoms and all of the Infernal Devices fans out there. 90% of you will not understand all of the references, but either way, I hope that you enjoyed the fanfiction! I tried to keep as many spoilers as I could out of this fanfiction, in case any of you want to ever read the series. Herongraystairs.