Muahahaha! You now get to witness their reaction to the prank! I was telling my friend about the prank that I made for them, and she now thinks I am pure evil… But oh well. I finished this over the week. I try to get homework done, as well as studying. And then I have a choice after I get everything else done in my schedule after school. Finish my 2 chapters to write or read the very depressing City of Heavenly Fire? I'm Sorry! But the book is so good and I just have to finish it. Despite the fact that I have tried twice and there are still over about 50 pages. Sorry, you don't care. But I did get the chapters done! You just go on and read the chapter! Enjoy!
Maia was resting very peacefully on the couch. She always rested peacefully there. She remembered she was supposed to help Jordan with the prank war when she woke up briefly to get some water. But he was passed out in the dining room. He was slouched in one of the chairs and his head was smashed into the wooden table and he was slightly drooling. Maia just smiled to herself and went back to the couch, and quickly fell back asleep.
Maia slept for a few more hours. Stirring in her sleep once in a while. She hadn't noticed that someone 'broke into their house' a few minutes ago when she felt a burning sensation in her hand.
She just ignored it, but it started to become excruciating when she moved her hand around on the floorboards of the living room. She sat up quickly, gripping her wrist in pain. The tips and side of her palm and fingers had burn marks on them. She stared at her hand in horror and amazement. She had no idea how this just happened suddenly. The burn on her hand began to swell and turn dark red.
Before she flung her legs off the couch she quickly stopped herself, holding her feet just barley about the ground. She glanced down at the hardwood floor, where it had once been a dark brown wood color, it was now a silverfish color. She pulled her legs back on the couch and examined the floor better.
After looking for a second at the floorboards, she realized that the color of the floor had changed. A thin coat of silver dust had been lightly spread on every inch on their floor. She then began to panic, in not knowing what to do. Who would do something like this?
The memory of the prank war that everyone had agreed to rushed back into her mind. Thinking over the possibilities of who could do this was hard to believe at all. She then decided to call for Jordan, so they could find a way out of this situation.
Glancing back over at Jordan startled Maia. Jordan, still passed out at the dining room table looked peaceful, except that if he even moved his feet one inch, he would be placing his feet in silver powder. Luckily he was wearing socks, but Maia wasn't sure how much that would exactly help him.
She decided to wake him. "Jordan!" she yelled quietly. He didn't even move. "Jordan!" she yelled louder.
"What a hero…" Maia whispered to herself. She wanted to wake him, but she didn't want to scare him, which would probably then cause Jordan to touch the silver powder.
Maia looked at the end table to the left of the couch to find something to throw at Jordan. She spotted a pencil on the table next to a tablet filled with a bunch of awful band names for his and Simon's band. Next to it was a weird drawing for their logo of all of their band members as weird punk rockers. She laughed quietly to herself and picked up the pencil and aimed it in her hand.
She held the pencil in an arched motion and threw the pencil at Jordan. It flew through the air hitting Jordan on the forehead, causing him to stir a little.
Feeling unaccomplished she decided to scream. "Damnit Jordan! If you don't wake up right now I'm breaking up with you!"
Jordan's eyes popped open in astonishment and terror. Maia relaxed but then tensed as she seen Jordan stand up. "I'm sorry Mai-"
"DON'T MOVE!" she screamed. Jordan froze with a face of confusion.
"I'm sorry…" he pouted and began to step forward.
"JORDAN NO!" she screamed. He placed his foot in the silver dust, unharmed. He showed no effects of the silver powder on his sock. Jordan the scrunched his nose and looked down at his foot.
"That's weird, my foot feels really warm…" He confusedly said.
"Jordan, if you don't sit down and take your feet off the floor you are going to really hurt yourself." Another confused look from Jordan. "Someone has pranked us, and the floors have been covered in si-"
"Ow! Oh my- WHAT THE HELL!" He shouts. "My foot!" he grabs his foot in pain as he sits down. He looks down at the floor in disbelief. He jumped on the table in horror. "They put fucking silver powder on the floors!"
"No shit Sherlock…" Maia sarcastically says. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. It just burned my foot so I'll be fine." Jordan sighs. "What about you?"
Maia took her hand off her burn and lifted her hand. "I was sleeping and my hand hit the ground. It took me a second to realize the powder was there…"
"Ouch… Sorry hon…" Jordan flinches. "So we are the first victims…"
"Yup…" Maia frowns. "Now how are we gonna get out of this? And how did you feel the silver when you had socks on your feet?"
Jordan took off the sock from his uninjured foot and held the dirty sock in the air. The sock had two big holes in the bottom. "This should explain it…" he smiled.
"Jeez Jordan…" Maia whined. "You're gross."
"Yeah, well that isn't exactly our problem now." Jordan said looking suspiciously at the silver coated floor.
"How will we get out of this?" Maia asked
"Well we need to clean up the silver, without touching it. But we need to get out our stranding's first." Jordan stated.
"So we need to get across the silver, without touching it…" Maia sighed. "How the heck are we gonna do that?!"
Jordan stared for a minute, thinking to himself. "I don't know… But who the hell did it, first of all?!"
Simon and Isabelle walked up the steps of Clary's apartment building. Iz went to open the door but, it was locked. Simon stepped up to the door and fished a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, slowly pushing it open.
"Tada!" he smiled. Izzy just kept a quiet look on her face. "I have a key."
"Why do you have a key to Clary's house?" Isabelle put her hands on her hips.
"Iz, don't start. We are just friends. I practically lived here as a kid." Simon sighed.
Isabelle looked down at the floor. "Sorry, I just-"
"It's okay Iz." Simon slung and arm around her shoulder. "You're just overprotective."
Isabelle giggled for a moment and punched him in the arm as he walked her into the dark room.
Simon switched on the light switch and led them over to the couch. "Who do you think is going to get pranked first?" Isabelle asked.
"Well hopefully not us." Simon sighed. "Honestly, I don't think they have a clue where we are planning on staying. Except maybe Jace and Clary."
"How would Jace and Clary know we are here?" Isabelle asked, resting her head on Simon's shoulder.
"Clary would probably figure it out. She knows I can't go to my house because of my mother. I can't stay with you in the institute because of the holy ground. Jordan's apartment is kind of taken. Clary would probably figure that I would stay here." Simon said.
"Yeah, you have a point there…" Isabelle threw her feet onto the couch and slipped off her black, knee high boots.
After a while of silence Simon begins to talk again. "You know-"Simon began but stopped himself. Isabelle was fast asleep, resting her head on his shoulder. He got up and grabbed a blanket from Clary's room and gently laid it on Izzy. He sat on the rest of the couch that wasn't taken and fell fast asleep with her.
"Oh shit!" Jace panted as they reached their car. Right after Clary had saw Maia's hand fall in the silver she panicked. But Maia didn't freak out. But sadly Jordan did. After hearing Jordan scream and swear. Jace and Clary took that as a sign to get out of sight from the apartment.
"That was fun!" Clary said after she closed the door to the car, holding her hand up for a high five. Instead Jace just pulled Clary against him and gave her a long kiss, and started the car. Clary blushed as he quickly pulled the car into the street, as he headed towards the institute.
Jace pulled into the driveway and quickly opened the door of the car. Clary just exited slowly and Jace quickly pulled her by the arm and dragged her through the front doors of the institute.
They were both laughing and giggling like maniacs, as Jace threw away the empty jars and took off his beanie in the kitchen.
"What's so funny guys?" a voice came from the kitchen entry. Maryse stood with her hands on her hips with a quizzical expression.
"Nothin!" They both said to quickly, making them look suspicious.
"Mmhm" Maryse hummed. "Where were you two?"
"Jordan's!" Clary said as Jace went and said "Clary's" as the same as her.
"Where?" she shook her head questionably.
"My house" Clary said this time as Jace said "Jordan's"
"Interesting." Maryse said, laying her elbows on the island countertop. "Clary, tell me the truth, where were you two, and what exactly were you two doing?" Maryse became strict.
"Why won't you ask me?" Jace whined. "I'm your son, adoptive son…"
"Because I trust Clary more than you." Maryse looked at Jace and Jace lifted his hand to his chest as if offended.
"We started a Prank War with Jordan, Maia, Magnus, Alec, Isabelle, and Simon." Clary stated.
"And the teams are?" Maryse furrowed her eyebrows together.
"The teams went by couples." Clary sighed. "Jace and I. Jordan and Maia are together. As well as Magnus and Alec, and Simon and Izzy of course."
"Oh I see" Maryse understood, nodding her head but then paused with a look on her face. "When did my daughter get another boyfriend, and who is this Simon boy?"
"O-"Clary shut her mouth. They totally forgot her parents didn't know about Simon.
"Clary Fray, tell me please." Maryse was losing patience.
"You might want to ask Izzy yourself." Clary snickered.
"Where is my daughter?" Maryse asked.
"Well we aren't allowed to stay in the same places. Jace and I are here, Magnus and Alec are at Magnus's loft. Jordan and Maia are at Jordan's apartment." Clary sighed. "We actually aren't sure where they went."
Maryse tilted her head down in an angered expression. "You're trying to tell me that my daughter, is at a place, alone, with a boy, that I don't even know about, and nobody even knows where they are?!" Maryse raised her voice from a shallow whisper to a scolding yell.
"I'm sorry Maryse!" Clary tried to calm her but she was literally steaming by now. "Just call her!"
Maryse slumped over the counter. "Okay, but whoever this Simon boy is… I'm already planning on killing him."
Clary giggled as Maryse walked out of the kitchen. "We avoided her question and kind of got a second Prank goin'" Jace fist bumped.
"Second Prank?" Clary question.
"Maryse is going to yell Izzy's ear off when she gets ahold of her." Jace laughed.
"I feel bad for Simon now though…" Clary sighed as she sat next to Jace.
"Don't worry about rat boy. He will be just fine." Jace laughed.
Isabelle huddled in the warm blanket that was covering her. Her head was rested on Simon's lap as she enjoyed her blissful sleep. Simon had fallen asleep next to her, and she enjoyed the quiet time they finally had to spend together. Until her phone went off.
She dizzily sat up, rubbing her eyes as she did, smearing her makeup. Simon woke up groggily as well.
"Hello?" Isabelle sleepily said.
"Isabelle Sophia Lightwood!" she heard her mother yell on the other end, pulling the phone away from her ear. She was pulling out the whole name huh… What did she do now?
"What mom?" Isabelle asked.
"Who is Simon?" Maryse startled Isabelle so much she just dropped the phone. "Isabelle!" She heard her mom yell from the phone that was laying on the floor. Simon looked at her questionably.
Izzy hit the speaker button so he could hear. "What do you mean?" Izzy flinched.
"Some people told me about this Simon boy you have been with for quite a while… Why haven't I heard of this boy?" Maryse said.
"Well honestly, I think you would really like Simon if it weren't for one little thing." Izzy said. "Simon is a sweet boy mommy. He even reminds me of Max sometimes…"
"Well I want to know what that one little thing is."
"Well before I tell you, I must let you know you are on speaker and Simon can hear you…" Izzy tried but her mom didn't even bother to say anything. "Well…" Isabelle stuttered. "Simon's a-"Iz stopped. "Simon's, a vampire…"
"WHAT?!" Maryse shouted on the other end of the phone.
"Mom please don't get upset!" Izzy exclaimed.
"Where are you right now?!" she shouted again.
"I'm at Clary's house…" Izzy sighed in defeat.
"Well I'm coming over." And she then hung up.
Isabelle stared at her phone after her mother hung up. She looked up at Simon and he had a worse expression than she did. "Well… I might die tonight." Simon worriedly said.
Isabelle laughed. "Yeah, I don't doubt that."
And there was once one prank by Clace, and then they make another. Poor Isabelle and Simon. I ship Sizzy a lot. Yes, I am a rare Simon and Izzy shipper. But I'm writing about all ships, don't worry. Did you like the chapter? I'm trying to focus more on what Simon and Isabelle are going to do, since they didn't really have anywhere to go. But hopefully you liked it. I like reviews by the way! So far I have only had 3, but I have 10 favorites! I probably seem so nerdy when I say this. 10 is so much! (Not really, but it is to me. Don't judge me.)