December 1st: The First Day of Christmas

(Set after the series) Also I don't own the mortal instruments...aduh. Also...this contains swear...so if you're like….really offended by swear words….sorry?

The first thing he noticed when he woke up was that there was nobody laying next to him. He rolled over and checked the clock perched beside the bed. 7:30am. That was weird, he usually had to drag Magnus out of bed any time before noon. Suddenly the door slammed open, then a very excited warlock came running in and practically belly flopped on top of Alec. "WAKE UP DARLING ITS THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS!"

"What the-Ow! Magnus! What did I say about jumping on me?" Alec groaned, pushing his fiance off him.

Magnus rolled over and flung his arm over his face dramatically. "But Allleeeec! Its the first day of Christmas!"

The shadowhunter sat up and frowned at him. Magnus huffed. "Don't do it. It hurts."

"Exactly." He smiled and kissed the warlocks nose.

"Now get up! Its time to decorate!"

"Decorate?"

Magnus jumped up from the bed and practically bounced out the door, singing Sleigh Ride at the top of his lungs.

"This isn't even our house!" Alec shouted after him.

An hour later Alec was dressed, and standing in the freezing cold basement of Jace and Clary's house. "I feel like Russ from Christmas Vacation." He huffed, taking the box of christmas lights from Jace.

"You are. Alec….I am your father." Jace said, tossing a light up candy cane at him.

"Wrong movie."
The blond shrugged and grabbed the last bag of lights. "Doesn't matter. Right. now lights time!"

They trudged outside, dragging all the boxes and various christmas-y lawn ornaments with them. With a thud the two men dropped them into the snowy driveway and turned to look at the house. It was your average small rural house, with chipped white paint, black trim and a wimpy swing set in the back yard. Jace and Clary had moved into about 6 months ago, when they found out they were having a baby. Clary had said she wanted her kids growing up away from all the demons in the city, and the weirdos on the subway. Magnus and Alec had come out to visit a couple times since they moved. "Do we really have to put lights on all of it?" Alec whined.

""Yes! Clary said she wanted a "festive house." besides, you get to be my bitch."

"I'm not going to be your bitch!"

"Right, I forgot. You're already Magnus's bitch."

"What? I- no-you- argh! You're insufferable!" Alec shouted stamping his foot.

Jace laughed and grabbed the ladder. "It comes from love!" He shouted back over his shoulder.

Magnus

"Right, so...do you actually know how to make cookies?" Clary asked, handing him an apron.

"No idea. I was hoping you did…."

"Nope. Theres a reason Jace does all the cooking."

"Well….this should be an adventure." She laughed, grabbing the bag of flower. "So, how are the wedding plans going?"

Magnus gave a dramatic sigh and rolled his eyes. "Oh don't even get me started. Honestly people are incompetent! It would be so much easier if I could just snap everything up when we need it, but noooo I had to go and marry someone with morals!"

Clary giggled, spilling the milk a bit. "Well, I guess someone has to stop you from robbing all of Manhattan."

Just then there came a loud thump and the sound of shouting from outside. "Oh no." Clary sighed, setting down the bowl and walking over to the window.

"You know I'm starting to think letting them do the lights alone wasn't the best idea." Magnus said, raising an eyebrow and holding back the curtain for Clary.

Outside, a very angry Alec had somehow managed to become entangled in lights, and knocked Jace of the ladder. They were now standing in the driveway shouting at each other and gesturing like the crazy subway people. "How much do you want to bet they'll start throwing snow at each other soon?" Clary asked, standing on tip toe.

"Too late."

Jace, in a fit of frustration had bent over and chucked a handful of snow at Alec.

"Ahhh! Jonathan Christopher Herondale! If I ever get out of these lights I'm going to murder you!"
"What? Are you going to force feed me Magnus's glitter?" Jace taunted, throwing more snow.

"I HATE YOU! WHAT NO! COME BACK HERE THATS NOT FAIR!" Alec screamed, trying to run after his friend, but ending up waddling like a very deformed penguin.

"Sometimes I wonder how either of them survived 10 years of living together without killing each other." Magnus mused, watching the two wrestling in the snow.

"I think fear of Izzy kept them at bay. You know….we really should stop them before they hurt themselves."

"I suppose…..race you to the door?"

"Oh you are on Bane!" She laughed, whacking him with a spoon as he tried shove past her.

"Wait what about the cookies?" Clary said, stopping.

"I'm sure we'll remember to come back in!" Magnus called from the door.

5 hours, 3 snowball fights and one very, very burnt batch of cookies later the four say in front of the fire, playing candy land, with Elf playing in the background. "What color did I get?" Clary asked lifting her head up slightly.

"Blue."

"Aha! Eat my dust losers!" She cackled, "Guess who just advanced to the Gum Drop Mountains!"

"Guess who just got invited to our wedding." Magnus huffed crossing his arms.

"Hey! Don't I get an opinion?" Alec asked, lifting his head up from

Magnus's shoulder.

"Darling of course! Just as long as long as its my opinion." Magnus said, kissing his temple.

Alec rolled his eyes and laid his head back down. They sat there talking and playing various board games until Clary had fallen asleep with her head in Jaces lap and Alec fallen asleep curled up in an armchair with Magnus.

Around two am everyone had finally gone back to their respective bedrooms. Alec lay propped up sleepily, watching as Magnus changed into his pajamas. "Do you realize this time next year we'll be married?"

Magnus chucked his shirt in the direction of the laundry bin and crawled into bed next to Alec. "Mmmmhmm. You'll be Mr. Magnus Bane."
"Lightwood-Bane." He corrected.

Magnus rolled his eyes. "Yes, Lightwood-Bane. I forgot how stubborn you can be sometimes."

"Hey, its not my fault. Its genetic."

"Oh trust me, you don't have to tell me." He laughed, kissing Alec.

Alec smiled and cuddled up close to him, closing his eyes. Mr. and Mr. Lightwood-Bane.

"Happy Christmas First love." Magnus whispered.

"Happy Christmas first."

Happy Christmas first lovelies! Sorry there was not plot, I spent all day memorizing Shakespeareian star wars. Anyways, hope you liked it! And just wondering, is anyone like...really opposed to AU's because I had some ideas for some but if someone just really hates au's for some reason I don't want to do that…..Thanks for reading! Love you all!