It would make me really, really happy if I could tell you this was an hallucination, Kimberly. Seriously happy. But nope.

( Her tail moves irritably, and Clary lifts a hand - arm still crossed over her chest to preserve what little dignity she has - to push her wet hair from her eyes. There's something pinched about her expression, whether that's the tail or the nakedness or the weirdness she doesn't know.

It could be because she really wants to get into the water again, but no. Nope. She's not accepting this absolute shitshow. Her fins splash again, sending ripples along the edge of the pool. ) You know, Ariel seemed so much cooler when I was a kid. I'm regretting my choice of Disney Princess now.

( She's going to lose her mind any second now. She can feel it. )