Alec was bored. It was Sunday, so he didn't have any classes, and frankly, watching Project Runway reruns all day wasn't fun (and it appeared to be the only show Magnus watched). Magnus's cat wouldn't leave him alone, either. It kept kneading its claws on his face until he pet it, and even then it wouldn't stop making odd noises. Magnus himself was still asleep, even though it was noon. Alec was trying to read his book on old legends, but he just couldn't focus. Every time he tried to seriously concentrate on the book, some stupid one-liner Magnus had said popped into his head, making him laugh and then forget he was reading. Magnus just wouldn't stay out of his head. What is it with him? Alec thought, absentmindedly petting the cat. The cat made an hissing sound and jumped off Alec's bed, running out of his room. Recalling a conversation he'd had with Magnus yesterday, his thoughts of his book were forgotten.

"Your family seems...nice." Magnus had said, grinning. Alec had noted with a bit of amusement that Magnus had a piece of glitter on his shirt. "We're kind of dysfunctional." Alec had said, laughing. Magnus had nodded. "Better than no family at all," Magnus had said, and Alec had looked up at him, confused. "No family at all?" A weird look had passed over Magnus's face, like he regretted saying anything. "I have to go do homework," he'd said, and was gone.

"Are you dead? It would really be unfortunate in you died right on the couch." Magnus's voice brought Alec back to reality. "Huh? Oh, no. Just thinking about something," thinking about you, he thought, would sound a little creepy. "I'm bored." Magnus said, groaning. "Study," Alec offered helpfully. "No." "Well, stop complaining." "No. We should do something." Alec's heart started beating crazily, like he had just run a 5k. "Like what?" he asked, pleased to note he kept his voice calm. "I don't know," Magnus said. "If I had an idea, I would be pursuing it and not complaining I was bored." "Speaking of boards, we could play a board game." "Not a good idea," Magnus chided. "I am the board game champion. Anyone who tells you any different is a liar." Alec felt the corner of his mouth twitch. "I feel like I've been issued a challenge," he told his roommate. Magnus grinned. "Bring it on."

Magnus was correct; he was the board game champion. He beat Alec at Monopoly within twenty minutes, and that game usually took hours. Alec had barely been able to believe the amount of times he landed on the one piece of land Magnus happened to buy. He had lost within ten turns. "Do you believe my previous statement?" Magnus asked as they put the stuff away. Alec nodded. "You know, Alexander, there is no shame in losing as long as you lost in a fiery downwards collapse. It was almost impressive how much you sucked." Picking up the board, Alec hit him on the shoulder with it. "One, it's Alec, not Alexander. I hate my full name. And two, it was not impressive. It was shocking, and not in a good way." Just as Magnus started to laugh, Alec's phone rang. Noticing it was Jace, he answered with, "Jace, I swear to God, if you are calling me just to tell me about you and Clary's adventures last night, like last time, I will punch you through the phone." "How rude," Jace said. "I was simply calling to inform you that Isabelle is currently trashing your room." "It's technically no longer my room." "She painted the one dresser you left here pink." "Put Izzy on the phone, please," Alec said. Laughing, Jace carried the phone to Izzy. "It's Izzy." "ISABELLE LIGHTWOOD YOU REMOVE THE PINK PAINT FROM MY STUFF IMMEDIATELY." "It looks good, Alec," Isabelle moaned. Alec heard a crash in the background, and angry swearing. "SIMON! DID YOU SERIOUSLY MANAGE TO BREAK SOMETHING ELSE? THE LAW OF AVERAGES SAYS YOU SHOULD HAVE CAUGHT THE THINGS YOU KEEP DROPPING, EVEN BY ACCIDENT!" Izzy yelled, and Alec had to hold the phone away from his ear to avoid permanent damage. Magnus was watching curiously, smirking. "Anyway," Isabelle said, and he could faintly hear a paintbrush being used as she spoke. Alec resisted the urge to bang his head on the wall. "I want to talk to your roommate." "Um, why?" Alec asked. "Because," Isabelle said. "You've known him for, like, ever, and I haven't even talked to him yet." "It has been a week," Alec reminded her. Isabelle scoffed. "See? Way too long. Hand over the phone immediately." "Maybe some other time." Alec said. By now, Magnus was laughing hysterically. Isabelle was talking so loud, he could hear the whole conversation. "Fine. Jerk." "I can live with this observation." "SERIOUSLY SIMON, WHY DO I OUT UP WITH YOU?!" Izzy shouted as another crash sounded. "BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME," Alec heard Simon yell back. Brief silence, and then "TOUCHE`." Alec laughed. "You two are so adorable." "I am not adorable," Izzy protested. "I am hot as hell." "I refuse to think of my sister this way." Magnus was having a hard time keeping a straight face. "Clary wants to talk to you," Izzy said. "Thank God." "Rude." Izzy said, and then Clary was talking. "Hey, Alec!" "Hey Clary. How are you?" "Amazing! You know that really fancy art college, St. Raziel's?" she said excitedly. "...yes." "They asked me to take a summer course this summer, before I go into senior year! They even offered to pay for it! Apparently I 'show great promise.'" Alec smiled. Normally he would feel morally obligated to dislike his brother's girlfriend, but there was no one in the world who couldn't like Clary. "That's awesome, Clary. You'll be amazing." "I hope so, she said nervously. "I'm going to have to buy some new drawing charcoals. They only let you have a few kinds, and I have the right ones, but they are so old I'm pretty sure they need life support." Alec laughed. "Let's hope they don't go into cardiac arrest." Another crash, and he could hear Izzy telling Simon he was an idiot and he was lucky he was cute. Alec shook his head. "Will those two ever stop being so crazy?" Clary sighed. "I doubt it. Simon's been that way since kindergarten. Anyway, Simon wants to talk. Bye, Alec." "Bye," he said. Simon took the phone next. "Hey." "Hello." "So. Isabelle told me you had a hot roommate." "Oh my God. Is she still on that?" "She in convinced of it." Magnus was laughing again. "Well. Don't tell her that." "I will." "It's your funeral." "At my funeral, I want a disco ball." "I can arrange that," Simon joked. "Let me guess. From what I have heard, your roommate would want 'Thanks for the Memories' by Fall Out Boy blasting with confetti cannons at his funeral." "Probably. Magnus, would you like that?" "Like what?" Magnus replied innocently. "Don't even pretend you weren't listening." "Guilty as charged. I would probably enjoy that, yes." Alec shook his head. "He said he would." "I am good at judging character." Simon said. "Sure," Alec said. "Okay, since your friend asked me something," Magnus said, "ask him something for me. When he was little and played 'Simon Says', couldn't whoever else was playing technically do whatever he said, even if he didn't add "Simon says', because Simon did say it?" Alec laughed, and Simon said, "DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THAT GAME." Suddenly the phone made an odd crackling noise, and Jace was talking again. "I stole the phone from Simon and am on the run from his wrath. Talk in a second." Crash. Alec put his head in his hands, grinning. Was he the only normal one from that house?

Author's Note: I AM SO SORRY. I TOOK A MONTH TO UPDATE AND I GAVE YOU THIS HORRIBLENESS. FORGIVE ME FRIENDS FOR I HAVE FAILED. I WANTED ALEC/MAGNUS BONDING AND YOU GUYS SEEMED TO LIKE THE CRAZY LIGHTWOOD CONVOS. I APOLOGIZE AGAIN. DON'T KILL ME. THE NEXT GOOD CHAPTER WILL BE SOON.