'Mark held up his plastic bag. Inside it, a small orange fish swam around in a circle. “This is the best patrol we’ve ever done,” he said. “I have never been awarded a fish before.” … “I have won for you a fish, my fair one,” he said, and kissed her on the cheek ... “I couldn’t keep a fish alive,” she (Emma) said. “I kill plants just by looking at them.” “I suspect I would have the same problem,” Mark said, eyeing the fish. “It is too bad—I was going to name it Magnus, because it has sparkly scales.” At that, Cristina giggled. Magnus Bane was the High Warlock of Brooklyn, and he had a penchant for glitter. “I suppose I had better let him go free,” Mark said. Before anyone could say anything, he made his way to the railing of the pier and emptied the bag, fish and all, into the sea. “Does anyone want to tell him that goldfish are freshwater fish and can’t survive in the ocean?” said Julian quietly. "Not really,” said Cristina. “Did he just kill Magnus?” Emma asked' well this was supposed to be a tsc blog but it turned into a kit blog ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ A PROUD MEMBER OF THE KIT HERONDALE SUPPORTIVE ARMY!!!! annie // dedicated kit stan // pansexual // my bae: @kit-heronrookstairs // my sideblog for reblogging is @magnusthedish
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