A/N: Oh my goodness, guys! I'm soo sorry! I know it's been a nice long time since I've posted, and I think I promised some of you updates… Between all the state mandated standardized testing, softball, and all the projects my insane teachers are assigning, I've had no time to sleep, let alone update.

I hope this makes it up to you! It's a little bit like cotton candy… SUPER fluffy and teeth-rottingly sweet. And there are a few mentions of sex… nothing overt and very easy to skip over.

Enjoy!

Alexander Lightwood has taught me countless things: love and lust are not synonomous; sometimes it is okay to just sit on the couch and talk for hours; it is worth waiting to make it special. And the cooking gene does not exist in the Lightwood family.

But who could have predicted that, in an attempt to overcome the lack of culinary ability, Alec would cause nearly every grocer in New York to find themselves in the midst of an egg shortage. I do take part of the blame for that one; I was the one actually bringing them to the flat.

It still blows my mind to think of the fiasco that ensued just because I happened to mention that I love veggie omelets.

Still in a glorious haze from the night before, it took me a moment to notice that something was different… off… not quite right. It was only when I felt the comforter around me that I recognized it. Alec, the noted blanket thief, was gone.

I figured he'd been called back to the Institute~ work and family still called him back every once and again. I glided into the kitchen, trying not to give in to the loneliness I was already feeling. Expecting an "I'm-sorry-I-had-to-leave-you" mocha and a note, I instead found my boyfriend and the world's largest mess. Frying pans- five of them- coated in black char covered the counter. More egg shells littered the room than a chicken coop after an atomic bomb. In the midst, there was Alec, scrawling on yet another iratze.

"Damn knives… stupid round vegetables…" The venom he poured into the word "round" was extreme. I had to intervene; I was honestly beginning to fear for his safety the way he was waving the cleaver around in his gesticulations.

"Alec? Sweetness, what's going on in here?"

In shock, he turned to look at me. Apparently, he'd been too busy cussing out bell peppers to notice my arrival.

"Angel! I've tried to make you an omelet like seven hundred times! But I keep cutting myself, and I've almost burned the kitchen down like five hundred times, and -"

I must take this moment for a brief aside. While Alexander is normally calm and quite reserved, breakfast is baffling to him. He isn't really at his best anyways in the morning, and after the night before, I am still amazed he was coherent enough to speak, let alone make an omelet.

And while it is intensely reassuring to have a level-headed boyfriend that you can always rely on, seeing said boyfriend in a state of such frazzled chaos is massively entertaining. Being the wonderful person that I am, I decided to push him just a little further. After all, the only thing funnier than an angry Alec Lightwood is an even angrier one being pestered by his boyfriend.

"Sounds like you've been making an awful lot of omelets."

"You have no idea! You're lucky I love you!"

Despite the sarcasm lacing his voice, I knew he was right. I really was lucky that such a good person would fall for a demon like me. I was lucky that he was even in my life at all. Skipping the sentimental to avoid waterworks, I simply answered, "I just love the fact that you're going to all this trouble because I said I like omelets."

"After everything we've been through together, do you really think I could deny you one stupid omelet? Even if it is a pain in the ass…"

"Do you want me to summon us some?"

"NO!" The force he said it with was astounding. "I will make you this FRICKEN omelet if it kills me! I will not be bested by eggs!"

Two hours and more cartons of eggs than Denny's could go through in a year later, I had a mediocre-at-best omelet. But the look of pride and happiness Alec's face when it was finally done was worth more than anything imaginable.

A/N: Super cheesy. I know. And very short. Again, I know. I'm really sorry guys. My brain has been fried from all the stuff that I'm in the middle of right now. I just had to post something, because I'm feeling awful that I've neglected this project for so long. I will REALLY try to update faster!

Reviews do help with update time… just sayin'