Hey guys! So this is the sequel to Life's To Short. This is the wedding! Hope you enjoy it!

"Chairman...Chairman dont you dare- no!" Alec ran forward to throw a towel on the counter, but ended up face diving into it instead.

"Arrghh." he groaned from the floor.

"Oh hello darling! What are you doing down there?" The to-cheery voice of Magnus Bane came from the doorway.

"Investigating for woodworm."

"Alec silly that counters made of marble and other things that are not wood."

He sat up and rubbed his head. "I fell trying to get a towel under your cat idiot."

Magnus frowned and looked over to Chairman, who was happily licking the faucet now. "Did he puke again?"

"Yes."

Magnus sighed and walked over to his cat. "How many times Chairman, don't eat magical plants. It'll ruin your digestive system!"

"Anyways," The warlock continued as he helped his boyfriend off the floor. "Go get dressed, we're going out."

"What? Where?"
Magnus looked at him as though he had just asked the difference between ice cream and jello. "The mall obviously!"

"What! But Magnus, we literally just went last weekend! Don't you have enough clothes?"

"One, One does not ever have enough clothes. and Two...for the wedding!"

"What wedding…."

"Quinn's sister's. Remember."

"Now shoo. Go get dressed." Magnus waved him away and Alec reluctantly went and got dressed.

"By the way…" He asked, walking back out into the living room. "Does Quinn's sister have a name? Or is she just 'Quinn's Sister'?"

"Yes. Her name is the Wicked Witch of the West." Magnus sniffed and grabbed his coat.

"Wait….Elphaba?"

"What? No. Its not El Flaba."

"No. Elphaba. Thats the Wicked Witch of the Wests name."

"No. Her name is Dalani. And shes evil." And with that Magnus very dramatically walked out the door.

"Drama queen." Alec muttered, smiling.

"Magnus. Please stop dancing. Magnus…..Magnus. Oh my god no." Alec took refuge behind the clothes rack as his boyfriend began dancing to god knows what.

"Alec! Its the King ! You must dance to King Lambert!"
"Oh god Magnus! Stop it!" Alec groaned.

When he had finally gotten the warlock under control, the two made their way to the Men's Wearhouse. (A/N: Yeah Idk where to buy suits so….is that a real place? I think so.) "Ugh why must people insist on making so many black suits." Magnus complained as he ran his fingers through the see of black. "Its like they all men worship Hades and have taken a vow to not wear any color besides black."
"Ahem."

"But….er..Hades worshippers are hot." Magnus smiled and kissed his cheek.

Alec raised an eyebrow and suppressed a giggle. "Elegant save."

"Oh look! Color!" Grabbing Alec's hand, he raced towards a rack on the opposite end of the store.

Two hours, 50 suits and 63 ties and bowties later, Magnus had finally selected what he dubbed "the perfect outfit." The coat was "Shocking Pink" and the pants were white and slim fitting. To top it all off (A/N: aha pun.) he had accessorize the outfit with a dazzling blue bowtie and a black top hat with a white band. (A/N: Get it..top it off….) "Now….your turn!" He said, turning to Alec.

"What...no! Whats wrong with the suit I have?"

Magnus regarded him curiously. "You have a suit?"

"Yeah….from my cousin Gillian's wedding in Idris."

"Gillian….but that was….three years ago…."
"Yeah..so…"
"Nope! Not going to cut it! Besides. Its probably black and covered with moth holes."

"Moth holes?"

"Come on love!"

Alec rolled his eyes as Magnus grabbed his hand and started dragging him around the store, pulling suits of the rack. "OOooooh Alec! This one's perfect! And its just your size! See! Dreams really do come true. You never have to compromise." he giggled.

Alec sighed. "Magnus you've been watching too many musicals. And no."

Magnus pouted. "Why noooot. Please? It would look absolutely stunning!" He held up the blue suit.

"Its just so…..colorful!" Alec gestured towards it.

"Are you allergic to color?"
"No….but…..but…."
"Please Alec! For me? Just this once!" He walked around, wrapped an arm around the shadowhunter and gave him a very passionate kiss. "Please?" he whispered.

Alec pulled away. "Hey, you can't bribe me like that."

Magnus smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. "Oh really?"

Alec blushed and hid his face in the warlocks chest. "Ugh why are you so embarrassing."

"It comes from looooove!" He giggled, kissing Alec again. "Fine. If you won't wear a colored suit, will you at least wear a colored bowtie?"

"Tie."
"But bowties are cool!"

"Black bowtie or colored tie."

Magnus gave a dramatic sigh. "Fine. Colored tie it is."

They walked around the tie racks, inspecting hundreds. After a bit, Alec's head started to spin and he began nagging Magnus to just "pick one already", but Magnus wouldn't relent. He claimed it had to be perfect. Finally, he gasped and held one up. "Its perfect!"

The tie was slim, slightly shimmery and a deep ocean blue. "Great. Can we leave now?"

Magnus rolled his eyes. "Yes you impatient little shadowhunter. We can." He kissed his nose and they walked up to pay for their items.

"So where is this wedding anyways?" Called Alec from the bedroom.

"Iowa City." Magnus answered, voice slightly muffled.

"What? Why?" the shadow hunter asked, looking up from his book.

"Beats me." Magnus walked into the bedroom and climbed in next to Alec. "Dalani's always been weird."

"Oh."

Magnus stretched and then leaned over to kiss Alec. "G'night. See you bright and early in the morning. We leave at dawn!"

Alec laughed and rolled his eyes. "Good night dork."

"Who the hell is outside at this hour!" Alec shouted, as he tripped over chairman and fell flat on his face.

"I swear if its a client he can k- Izzy? Jace? Clary? Simon? What are you….."

"We came for the wedding. You are giving us a ride right?" Izzy pipped up, looking far too cheerful for 6am.

"But….what?"

"Magnus invited us." Clary said.

"But…...but…."
"Isabelle! Clarissa! Timon! Boy Wonder! Glad you could make it." Magnus exclaimed, waltzing out of the bathroom.

"Um...Magnus….the invitation said +1….not +1 and his family." Alec turned to face him.

"Did he just call me the meerkat from Lion King?" Simon asked.

"Yes, but your family's so much fun! Plus it will teach Dalani and Quinn not to ruin my parties."

Alec rolled his eyes. "Okay whatever, just please don't embarrass me too much."

"Yay! Is there going to be dancing?" Clary squealed.

"More importantly….Why does Magnus think I'm a meerkat!" Simon said again.

"Oh shut it geek."

"Jace." Clary and Izzy glared at him.

This had become a routine procedure between the four. "Right. Off to the car! Since Alec won't let us take a portal."
"Its against the rules!"

"Just teasing you sweat pea!"

Jace snickered.

"I didn't know downworlders got married in churches." Izzy said, jogging to keep up with Magnus's strides.

"Only the tacky ones."

"I thought you burned to death when you entered a church." Jace asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You're thinking of Satan Jace. But I can see where you made a mistake. We're both devilishly handsome and wicked good in bed." Magnus smirked.

"Magnus!" Alec cried.

"What?!"

"Is that Quinn?" Clary cut in.

Magnus looked around and then spotted the man she was pointing to. "Yes. Thats Quinn. Who unlike me is not handsome or good in bed." Magnus hissed, his cat eyes narrowing.

"Had first hand experience with that have you?" Jace asked, winking.

"Jace!" Alec groaned, his face now so red it was in danger of spontaneously combusting.

"Magnus!" Quinn called, raising a bejewelled hand.

"Quintin!" Magnus called back.

"Its Quinn." He corrected, tursly once he drew level with them.

"Yes well, good to see you again." Magnus noted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Hmm..Yes...When was the last time?"

"I believe it was 1948 at my party in Brighton, which you crashed."

Quinn frowned. "No. I don't recall that."

"Well let me refresh your memory.,..the year was 1948! It was a nice day….sunny….." The two then proceeded to become engaged in a long and dull argument about who crashed whose party, and what exactly could be considered illegal.

Alec took this time too observe Quinn. He was tall, but not as tall as Magnus and had blond spiky hair with a purple and green streak. His nose was long and elegant, and his cheekbones were extremely prominent. He wore a gray, bedazzled suit and carried himself as though he were the High Warlock of Heaven and Earth. He also smelled strongly of riverbed. "Magnus, you've been rude….you haven't introduced me to your…..delicious little friends." Quinn broke away from Magnus and was now staring at Alec intently.

"This is Jace, Izzy, Simon, Clary and Alec, my boyfriend." Magnus said curtly, stepping closer to Alec.

"Hey you got my name right!" Simon exclaimed, smiling.

"Shut up Sebastian." Magnus growled.

Quinn made a noise in his throat and his eyes raked Alec. "My Magnus where do you find these delightful little play toys."
Just when Magnus was about to lash out, the bell rang, signalling for everyone to file into the church. "Thank the angel." Alec muttered.

The church was normal looking, but the ceremony was weird as hell. First there was the bride, Dalani. She had long blonde purple and blue hair all curled into little ringlets and piled onto the top of her head. She was wearing a very elaborate purple dress that flared out on the sides and looked like it had been plucked straight from 19th century France. Her skirt was so big and cumbersome she had to waddle down the aisle. "Poor Dalani never did get out of 1800s." Magnus whispered.

Then the priest began speaking. It was no language that Alec recognized. "Traditional french but with warlock touches. When two warlocks marry, theres special rituals and spells they must perform to seal the bond." Magnus whispered again. He had taken it upon himself to be Alec's personal wedding commentator.

Alec nodded and leaned back, sighing. It had been a stressful morning, and then the whole deal with Quinn and Magnus outside had stressed him out even further, but now he felt completely relaxed. Suddenly the shadow hunter felt a tickling sensation on his leg and glanced down. He nearly shrieked and bolted out of his seat. Crawling along the floor was the biggest spider Alec had ever seen. His sharp inhale had gained the attention of Magnus, and a few others who looked around disapprovingly. Magnus raised his eyebrows. Alec gripped his arms, letting his fingernails sink into his boyfriends flesh. Magnus's eyes trailed down and then he gasped. "Get rid of it." Alec hissed through gritted teeth.

"I can't!" Magnus replied panicky. "I can't do magic during a warlock wedding! It interferes with the ceremony."

"What? What kind of- its climbing on me oh god oh god oh god. Magnus it was nice knowing you. Say goodbye to the others for me and I love you."

"Calm down Alec its almost over."

"No. I will not calm down." By now they were attracting quite a bit of attention.

"What's going on?" Izzy hissed, leaning over.

"Spider." Alec choked out.

"Spider?" Simon looked over towards them.

"What where?" Clary looked around.

Alec pointed. "Shhhhhh" The old woman in the peer in front of them turned around to glare at them.

"Oh bite me Madame Dareen. Its not like you've never talked at a wedding." Magnus snapped.

The woman, Madame Dareen, looked positively scandalized as she turned back around. Suddenly there was a loud thump and everyone looked around to see Jace's shoe, which had bounced off Alec and landed on the floor, the spider stuck to the bottom. They all sat back, Alec turning an alarming shade of vermillion and Izzy with her hand to her mouth to stop the giggles. Finally after lots of weird flashes and a few crying outbreaks the ceremony was over and the groom half dragged half carried Dalani out of the church. "Can I have my shoe back?" Jace asked once they were outside.

"What?" Alec asked.

"My shoe." He wiggled his shoeless foot.

"Oh right, here." He thrust the shoe into Jace's chest and turned away.

"Lets go Magnus." Alec said, grabbing his boyfriend and dragging him away.

"Do we have to go to the reception?" Alec whined as he tied his tied.

"Yes!" Magnus insisted, coming over to inspect.

"But I'll just embarrass myself again."

"Nonsense! Come on! It'll be fun!" Magnus straighten the shadowhunters jacket and kissed his nose. "And afterwards, we can have a party of our own...if you know what I mean." He whispered, wiggling his eyebrows.

Alec giggled and leaned into him, blushing of course.

"Come on darling. Lets go show the world our dancing skills." Magnus grabbed his top hat and led Alec out the hotel door.

When they arrived, the DJ was blaring Adam Lambert songs at top volume and half the guests were already drunk off their asses. Who knew some 800 some year olds couldn't hold liquor. They were seated at their assigned table and were served dinner, steak and brussel sprouts. Everything was going fine, and Alec was beginning to have fun. When they finished, and the best man had given his toast, Magnus dragged Alec out onto the dancefloor. "Their playing Maria Frances Parke! She was one of my favorites during the 19th century!" Magnus called.

' They danced for a while, until Magnus decided to go get drinks, leaving Alec alone on the dance floor. He was just about to go sit down when a familiar scent of river bank met his nose. "Well well well, Magnus get sick of you already?" He turned around to see Quinn leering at him.

"What? No he just went-"

"To get drinks. Yes, His classic escape routine."

"No he-"

"Don't fool yourself boy. Fancy a dance?" he asked, moving closer.

"No I don't think-" Alec stuttered, stepping away.

"Don't be shy. Come on." Quinn stepped forward and grabbed him.

Alec struggled but there were so many people he was pinned in. "Hmm. You don't often see a nephilim and a warlock together. What'd he say to you? Threaten your family? Bride you with sex?"

"What? I- No-"

"Hmm. You're different from his usual pray. Though not quite that unique. I seem to recall a young duke in the 1600s...hmm..what was his name….Will? No…."

"Just what do you think you're doing!" Magnus shouted.

Alec jumped and Quinn looked up. "Magnus I-he-"

"Dancing with your 'boyfriend' who you so carelessly abandoned." Quinn sneered.

"Carelessly abandoned. You listen here you little- hold these" Magnus thrust two glasses to a near by stranger and began rolling up his sleeves.

But Quinn moved faster, suddenly there was a blast of light and Magnus went flying backwards. "Magnus!" Alec cried.

"I'm listening Bane?" Quinn hissed.

The music had dimmed and people around them had started backing away. Magnus got to his feet. "Theres no need for violence Quintin. Just because you're so homely that no one will look your way unless you force them to doesn't mean you should prey on more fortunate people's boyfriends."
"Homely,,,,,more fortunate! Why you-" Quinn flushed red, anger visibly pulsing through his veins.

"You don't even go for men usually. What's wrong, all the girls reject you?"

"You little! I never-"

"Then again, your very girly yourself. You probably wear my little pony underwear and listen to Justin Bieber."

"I don't-"

"QUINTIN AGNÉS LISTENS TO JUSTIN BIEBER MUSIC EVERYONE!"

"Magnus!" Alec yelled.

Suddenly there was another blast and both warlocks went flying backwards. Dalani had waddled forward. "Now you listen here Quintin James!" She shrieked, hands on her hip. "I will not have you sleeping around with other peoples significant others, nor shall I have you ruining my WEDDING! You behave yourself or I will transform you into a donkey again!"
Magnus snickered. "And you Magnus Bane." She said, turning to the other warlock. "You ought to know better than to go picking fights at parties! Now both of you shake hands and go your separate ways, do not speak to each other again until this reception is over. Then in another 70 years or so you can meet again, and Lord be with those people who have to deal with you!"

Magnus and Quinn got up and shook hands, grumbling the whole time. "That low life, cheatin, no good-"

"Magnus." Alec said sternly.

"Yes?"
"Calm down and ignore him. Besides, you know I'd never go off with him. Hes haught and smells of rivers. Personally I prefer the smell of sandalwood."
Magnus smiled, looking slightly ashamed. "I know darling, I just can't stand the idea of someone else with you."

Alec rolled his eyes and held out his hands. "Fancy a dance?"

"Most definitely." Magnus wrapped his arms around the shadowhunter as they moved back onto the dancefloor.

Everyone had gone back to normal and the DJ had turned the music back on, (L-O-V-E by Nat King Cole). Alec smiled and leaned closer into Magnus. "I love you." He whispered.

Magnus grinned and kissed him gently. "I love you too sweet pea."

Awwwww aren't they so cute! Anyways...ow I just ground my teeth together…):...so heres a little wedding fluff for ya'll! Sorry if I offended any Justin Bieber fans out there….? Hope you enjoyed it! Also sorry if I seem to have Magnus and ALec fighting a lot, I just like writing banter between them 3. Anyways, have a great day my lovelies and hope you enjoyed the Malec fluff!