Short and hopefully cute. I ship FierroChase (MagnusxAlex) A LOT, so this is just a piece about them getting together. I hope you enjoy ;)

Character rights to Uncle Rick. Plot rights to me.

Alex POV

I wake up as a female after being killed in the morning massacres, bleary eyed and resenting the knock at my door. I stumble a bit as I make my way over to it, and pull it open, preparing to yell at whoever dares to disturb me at this time, when I see a nervous-looking Magnus standing there. I frown.

"You know, if you were anyone else, you'd likely be dead now for ruining my sleep." I inform him.

He grins though looking anxious still. "Well, lucky me then. Can I, uh, come in? And female, right?"

I nod at both questions, pulling the door closed behind Magnus and stepping back. I clear my throat slightly, glancing at the broken pottery decorating the west wall. "Sorry for the mess. And you seem to be very perceptive of the gender, you know."

He nods. "Um, thanks I guess."

I laugh slightly. "So, was there something you wanted? I take it you're not here to just stand around."

He smiles. "Yes, there was actually. Um.. right. So, just hear me out, okay? No murdering until I've finished."

Sceptically, I confirm that no killing will be done yet, wondering what Magnus is going to say.

"Right." He stays standing a little awkwardly as I perch on my mess of a bed.

"So.. okay. From the first day I met you, Alex, I found that I was.. drawn to you, I guess. And the more time we've spent together and fought together, I've realised that.. well, I like you a lot. And I know there's the gender fluid thing and everything, but I was thinking, uh, if you wanted to..." he cleared his throat nervously whilst my thoughts raced. "Do you want to, ah, go out with me?"

My mouth drops open in shock. "I- what?"

Magnus blushes and looks down. "Sorry- I've never really had- I mean I don't-"

Before that mouth of his can stutter over his confessions any more, I stand, take the steps between us, and push my mouth to his. He seems shocked for a second, but then leans into the kiss, wrapping his arms around me as our mouths move along each other's. Out of breath after a minute, we both lean back and I rest my forehead against his. "Of course," I pant. "I like you too, you stupid, random, mad boy, Magnus Chase. And yes, the gender thing is weird, but if you don't mind, I don't."

"Well, I don't." His hair, which has grown too long, strays into his eye and he reaches to move it but gets his hand tangled in my hair somehow. I grin, grabbing his hand and disentangling it before leaning to kiss him briefly. He grins and I can't help but tease him.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?"

Magnus is about to reply when a knock sounds at the door. I sigh, grabbing his hand despite protests- "I can walk", "it could be anyone," "there's probably an order we should tell people," - but I open the door holding his hand anyway. Outside is Samriah Al-Abbas. "Hello- ah," she says, having the decency to look rather embarrassed, "am I interrupting something?"

"Kind of," I insist before Magnus can say anything. Sam just laughs a little. "It's fine. I'll come back later."

She closes the door and I turn back to Magnus. "So.. where were we?"