A collection of various Jori ficlets I've written while rewatching Victorious episodes on Netflix. Includes multiple scenarios and situations, all easily accessible through chapter titles. (updated periodically)
Rated: Fiction T - English - [Jade W., Tori V.] - Chapters: 80 - Words: 57,105 - Reviews: 208 - Favs: 40 - Follows: 35 - Updated: Oct 2 - Published: May 15, 2021 - id: 13881683
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A/N: This is some word vomit of a Jori road trip au I don't have the spoons to fully flesh out but wanted to put a tiny specific piece of into the world~
Jade knew from the moment she grudgingly handed Tori the aux cord that she'd probably regret her girlfriend's music choice; it wasn't that Tori had horrible taste in music, it was just that she had a habit of putting songs that Jade wouldn't normally pick to listen to herself on anytime she got the chance.
And this was apparently going to be one of those times: when she was trapped in her car on a long road trip with her girlfriend. From the second Jade heard the cheery music from her car's stereo, she knew she was in for it.
She turned her head to look at Tori just as she broke into song, some absolutely ridiculous tune about sticking a banana in one's ear. She turned back to focus on her driving, glaring at the road as Tori sang every lyric, at the top of her lungs, filling the car with the dumbest song Jade had ever heard.
It was the longest minute and a half of Jade's life, and she was relieved when it was over.
"Okay, now put something good—"
She trailed off and stiffened up in her seat as the next song began to play.
'Oh, whoa... you know you love me, I know you care...'
Jade's eye twitched, immediately recognizing the tune.
"Tori, if you don't change the song right now, I'm stopping the car here and making you walk the rest of the way," Jade threatened in a steady voice, eyes on the road, hands clenching the wheel.
"I could do that," Tori said, picking up the phone, pretending to do just that. "Or, I could..."
She quickly pressed the buttons on the side of the phone, and with each increase of the song's volume, Jade felt her rage rise higher and higher. Once it was fully up, Tori was back to belting the lyrics at the top of her lungs.
"Baby, baby, baby, oh!" Tori had turned fully in her seat, making sure to sing this part of the song specifically to Jade, making Jade feel an embarrassing mix of flustered and angry. "I know you'll always be mine, mine..."
Jade bit down on her tongue to reply that that wasn't how the song went (because she surely didn't know the lyrics, nope, not her), grudgingly allowing Tori to serenade her with her own lyrics.
'You love her, despite her bad taste in music and absolute dorkiness, you love her,' Jade thought to herself. She finally turned to acknowledge Tori, still singing her lungs out with her hands clenched into fists at her chest, cheeks flushed red from singing so loudly, eyes locked on Jade's face as she serenaded her with the second dumbest song Jade had ever heard.
Yeah. You love her.
A/N: Virtual Cookies if you know the songs; they just seemed like two specific tunes that Tori would absolutely have on a road trip playlist to annoy (read: sing to) Jade. Thanks for reading!
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