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Alec tried to push the balloons farther back into the car but no matter how many times he shoved them back, they kept drifting towards the front of the car. "Magnus, why did you need to get so many of these damn things?"

Magnus was hunched over the wheel of the car, several balloons pushing at his back as he struggled to see out of the windshield. "It's our ex-child's first birthday. That requires a minimum of 100 balloons."

"How does that even make sense?"

"I looked it up on that website for ex-parents, it's a thing."

Alec sighed in resignation and squinted out the windshield as best as he could through all the balloons. It was a good thing it was a short drive from Alec and Magnus' fabulous stone castle to Jace and Clary's house down the road, otherwise Magnus may have crashed and they both would have died a horrible, balloony death.

But ahead of them was not the house that Magnus and Alec had first bought when they got married. This was not the charming stone house with the oak front doors where they had raised a baby and also raised a Jace together.

"What the fuck?" Alec leaned forward. "Did you turn down the right driveway?"

"Alec, please. I know I'm not great at directions but I can at least find my way to the house that we lived in for almost 7 years."

"But that's not our old house," Alec protested.

"You're right," Magnus agreed. "It's way nicer. Look at those floor-to-ceiling windows."

"The… the what?" Alec drooled.

"Yeah, look." Magnus took a hand off the wheel for a moment to push a few balloons out of Alec's view.

Alec damn-near came in his pants. "Is that authentic 18th century glass-work? Look at those arches, and the pillars at the front gate!" Alec made a sound that Magnus thought was disturbingly similar to the sounds he made in bed.

The couple got out of the car after Magnus had parked just outside of the large stone round-about at the end of the driveway. Magnus wrestled the two huge bouquets of balloons from the car and led a gawking Alec to the front door.

"Do you think this is why they kept asking to sleep over at our place for the past 2 months?" Magnus asked.

Alec shook his head. "No way. Jace said it was because he missed me."

Magnus gave a small, unconvinced nod.

They rang the doorbell and Alec continued to drool over the latis-work or whatever.

The door swung open. Jace and Clary stood in the entry-way, both dressed festively for their son's first birthday, though neither of them wore a head-to-toe sequin tuxedo as Magnus did, so obviously they were severely underdressed.

"Hello!" Magnus greeted, spinning into the house as best as he could with 50 balloons in each hand. "I heard it was a special boy's birthday today!"

James giggled and bounced in Clary's arms.

"Aw," Jace cooed. "You brought 100 balloons! You guys are such good ex-parents."

Magnus raised his eyebrows at Alec. "I told you."

Alec was far too busy admiring the large crystal chandelier in the entrance hall, hanging above a magnificent marble statue of Jace, fully nude, holding James up like Simba. A marble Clary stood behind him, reaching forward to cover his package with her hands.

"So…" Alec mumbled. "I see you've made a couple of renovations."

Jace laughed. "Yes, I just couldn't stand to raise my son in that sad little shithole that stood here before."

Alec and Magnus let out a hmph in unison. "You liked our old house," Magnus whined. "You lived here with us for 6 years."

"Yes," Jace agreed. "It was perfect as your house. But as my house, I needed something a little more… italian." He was suddenly holding a wine glass, swirling dark liquid around the crystal of the glass slowly. He took a small, loud sip. "I've taken up architecture as a hobby, so I thought I'd try designing our house."

"I'll bet you anything it's grape juice in that glass."

Jace stuck his tongue out, "it's Koolaid."

Clary rolled her eyes and waved them down the hall. "Ok boys, enough bickering. We can give you a tour later. Everyone is waiting outside!"

Magnus and Alec were led through the magnificent house, through the huge modern kitchen and into the back yard, which was mostly the same.

There was a large table in the center of the yard with enough room for 12 seats, and at the head of the table was a small highchair.

But in front of that was a large wheelie desk chair.

The chair spun around slowly to reveal John sitting with Jordan's large dog, Zuko, in his lap. He pet the dog slowly. "So… you come to me… on the day of my godson's birthday… to ask for help.."

Jace sighed, "John when we asked you to be James' godfather, this isn't what we meant."

John pouted dramatically. "Jaaace. Can you just… can I just… please!"

Jace sighed and lifted his hands in defeat. John smiled and proceeded to reenact the entire scene from The Godfather line by line. He played all of the roles.

When he was done everyone applauded politely, but Maryse seemed to have shed a few tears during the production.

Magnus cleared his throat loudly. "So. John is the godfather. I understand. That's fine."

Clary smiled up at him. "Well if you had just waited a few minutes, we were going to ask you to be the godmother."

Magnus gasped and fanned himself. "Yes! It's perfect! Does this mean I get to celebrate mother's day with him?"

"Uh… no."

"Maybe," Jace whispered.

The rest of the party went by without surprises. James opened his presents, which involved a lot of help ripping open the packages and a lot of him crawling away to eat paper by himself. They ate dinner, which was, of course, whole pig. It was the birthday boy's favourite. And then James got to blow out the candle on his cake, which was less a blow and more a long projectile raspberry.

By the end of it all, everyone had happily moved into the living room of the house to watch the sunset from the large windows and sip wine and Koolaid.

Jace stood up from where he sat with James and tapped a fork on his Koolaid wine glass. "Can I have everyone's attention?" he asked. He set his glass down on the table and took Clary's hand, leading her to the front of the room.

Jace knelt down on one knee in front of Clary and the whole room held its breath. "Clary… I know we're kind of doing this is the wrong order here… but I still think there's one more box we need to check off. Will you marry me?" He held up a large diamond ring and Maryse squealed.

"Yes! Non-bastard grandchildren!" Maryse squealed.

Clary tried to laugh that off. "Yes, of course I'll marry you."

Jace smiled and slid the ring onto Clary's finger. He stood and kissed her softly before Clary was ripped out of his arms.

John spun Clary around in a bear hug. "Yes! I've always wanted a sister!"

"John, what the fuck."

Hahahaha remember when we said we would update more frequently? Hahahahahhaha anyway here's the end of the story