Oh, and Church was sleeping all day, that's why he wasn't around.

So, this is the last chapter. I ended up really enjoying writing this story, though I was kind of high and tired when I first started writing it, and so didn't know how well I was to like it. Thank you to all the people who reviewed and enjoyed it, too!

Disclaimer: I'm posting this from jail right now, if you want to know why, then look at my last disclaimer.

Jace and Alec hurried through New York City until they came to Magnus' house. When they got there Alec didn't bother with knocking, but walked right in. Jace raised his eyebrows, but followed him in without commenting.

Magnus suddenly appeared in front of them. "Alec, darling, welcome! And you brought the other Shadowhunter. How nice. Come, I need to show you something."

He led them through many multicolored rooms until he came to a computer, in front of which he stopped.

"This," he said, waving his hands at the computer. Alec and Jace just looked at it. They didn't recognize anything on the screen.

"Yeah," Jace said finally. "Nice. What about it?"

"Why, it's you two, of course. Alec, if you don't mind my changing the subject, though, may I ask what your friend's purposes are for walking around with that very nice-looking piece of paper stuck to his back?"

Jace, startled, craned his neck to look behind him. Alec reached out and pulled a neon orange sticky note off of Jace's back. Jace recognized it as the one he had put under Clary's pillow when he stole her sketchbook earlier. He remembered the strange hug she had given him once she got her book back, and the grins he had gotten from Izzy and Clary after that.

"Clary," he said simply.

"Ah. Good choice of color," was Magnus' only comment, while Alec laughed.

"Sorry to laugh, Jace, but we just traveled through New York City with that on your back."

"I'm realizing that. Thanks so much for rubbing it in, I'm enjoying the accompanying feeling. What do you think it says about me that nobody actually tried to obey it?"

"Oh, don't feel too bad. I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explanation."

"Speaking of logical explanations," Magnus interrupted, "I am curious to hear what you have to say about this."

"What, the youtube?" Alec asked. "I told you neither of us know what that is."

"I know that, Alec dear. This is youtube. And this," he clicked on something, "is a video I found on it, free for the world to see."

Jace and Alec watched in horror as the computer played back a video of them in the kitchen earlier, from shortly after they had entered up to their reactions when they discovered that their 'cake' wasn't really cake.

"What did you do?" Alec sputtered when it was finished.

"Relax," Magnus said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I didn't do anything but find it."

"Then why is it on your computer?"

"It has been posted on the internet. This means that practically anyone who has a computer can watch it, if they know where to look."

Alec looked accusingly at Jace. "This wasn't Isabelle, you know."

Jace raised his hands in a gesture of innocence. "Hey, it wasn't me, either. I'm in that video too, in case you hadn't noticed. I have no control over what Clary does! And anyway, you can't tell me that Isabelle had no part in it, even if it wasn't her idea to begin with!"

Alec turned towards Magnus. "How do you get it off of all these computers?" he asked desperately.

"Well, under normal conditions, only the person who posted it can take it down-"

Alec and Jace groaned.

"-but these are not normal conditions."

"You can get rid of it?" Alec asked, looking at him hopefully.

Magnus looked offended. "Did you think that I couldn't?"

"Nope," Jace answered, relief in his voice. "Never doubted you a bit."

Magnus raised his hand. "But," he said, looking at Alec, "I have my price."

"Anything you want," Alec said.

Magnus sighed satisfactorily.

*~*~*~* Conclusion *~*~*~*

Jace and Alec lounged around in the library. The sound of voices wafted down the halls towards them as Isabelle and Clary followed Church to the library, as well. No doubt they had asked him where the boys were.

"Hey, guys," Isabelle said, poking her head in the room as Church stopped by the door. "You still alive? Anything interesting happen while we were gone?"

"Yeah," Jace said, "but don't worry, we took care of it."

"Good." She disappeared.

A little while later she and Clary appeared again. They sank down in chairs opposite the boys.

"So," Isabelle asked. "Anything happening tomorrow?"

"Nope. Just another ordinary day," Alec answered her, straight-faced. Both he and Jace, though, were thinking of the fire-paste that was spread – thinly of course, so it wouldn't do any real damage – on Isabelle's hair straighter, and about how the bottoms of the legs of Clary's pants had been stitched together. Oh, yes, just another ordinary day. Definitely.

Of course, they were so engrossed in their own sly looks at each other, neither of them noticed the smirks that passed between Clary and Isabelle as they, too, thought of tomorrow morning.

Thanks again to all you who reviewed, they really helped. If you've followed any of my stories before, you know how long it normally takes me to update!

Happy April Fools' Day!

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