Collection of Drabbles

Sizzy-Poison

For the past six weeks Simon had pushed his body, both physically and mentally to the breaking point. He becoming a Shadowhunter had become his first priority, even above his family, friends, and even Clary and Isabelle. Of course, the latter had been watching him while he trained. Isabelle had become a safety net and common ground for him, she was always there pushing him along giving him the strength he needed to not give up. It wasn't unknown of Shadowhunters dating mundanes, but he wanted to be an equal to her, in all things. Throughout the whole of the training Jace, Alec and even Clary had tormented and teased him because of him doing something wrong or screwing up. The latter was a little more playful about it though, at least.

Though between the three boys-even after ascending, and building up his strength so he could hunt and fight just as well as the others-the tormenting and prodding carried on. Simon should of known this would of happened, Jace was never the 'keep quiet' kind of guy, and Alec seemed to have caught strong symptoms of sassiness since crossing the border into Hell. Which was all put to use on those fateful events.

First it was one evening down by the waterfront. A demon attacked him without him knowing, from behind with a stinger to his lower back.

Second was in Central Park just outside of the Faeries domain, a ravener demon attacked. To which he luckily escaped with his life.

Lastly, was in his own bloody back garden. This one nobody will let him live it down. Considering though he lived at the Institute, he still visited his mom and Rebecca regularly, which led to doing odds and ends around the house. So the day ended in deadly gardening with demons.

That day was today. Which is why he was now staring up at a stone-panelled roof covered in runes, while Isabelle ran around after him and his two hunting buddies sat on the opposite bed, snickering.

"Oh laugh while you can, it was an honest mistake, not to mention a surprise attack. It could happen to anybody!" He rasped, twisting his head toward them, pushing his glasses up his nose. Unfortunately becoming a Shadowhunter hadn't worked in his favour for the department of his sight.

"Oh yeah, sure, definitely a surprise attack! How did you not see a shadow or hear footsteps?! Did you even put runes on to enhance these things?" Alec questioned with his arms folded, and a solitary eyebrow cocked. Simon went to reply when Jace interrupted through tears of laughter.

"You've only been a Shadowhunter for a few weeks and you've already been poisoned, more than twice! Though this has to be best!" Jace gestured in a billboard or header sort of motion, and lowered his voice to sound more authentic.

"Recently ascended Shadowhunter is attacked whilst pulling the weeds!"

Jace's remark was followed by a sharp laugh from himself, then a quieter snigger from Alec beside him. Simon rubbed his hands over his face groaning, until he heard the recognisable sound of Isabelle's footfalls as they passed the bed. He looked up just in time to see her whack them both round the back of their heads, which caused him to smirk.

"Don't you be smirking behind me, Lewis. You're supposed to be sick." Simon grinned even bigger, as she ordered the other two from the infirmary. She placed steady steps across to him, pushing his hair back from his face, while he twirled the tips of her hair between his fingers.

"What are we going to do with you? You're hopeless"