A/N: Jade twists her ankle in a dumb (and embarrassing) accident and Tori tries to cheer her up with some cute doodles on her cast.

Jade didn't know what she was currently more grumpy about, the stupid (and slightly embarrassing) tripping down the stairs accident at the Vega's the previous night that had caused her to twist her ankle and put her leg in a cast, or the fact that Tori was now decorating said offensive cast with little doodles of hearts in bright red permanent marker as it lay propped up on a pillow and she couldn't stop it.

"Tori, you know I have to go to school with this cast on, right?" she asked grumpily, arms crossed over her chest. She was sitting on the couch and stared down at the top of Tori's head, who hadn't looked up from the current doodle she was drawing on the cast's plaster surface.

"I know," Tori said (she'd been there when the same doctor who had taken care of Robbie when he'd had a toy car 'parked' in his gut had told Jade that she'd be wearing it for two to three weeks, which included to school), finishing up her latest doodle of a heart in the red marker ink. Jade just glared, watching as Tori began drawing another one right next to it.

"So why are you doodling hearts on it?"

"I thought they would look cute next to Cat's cats," Tori replied, still not looking up from her artwork. "And because I love you and wanted you to think of me every time you see them, like the cats will make you think of Cat."

Jade sighed as her eyes moved from Tori's clump of doodles to Cat's, the little purple cat doodles on her shin as bright and cheerful as the hearts Tori was drawing (which, she would never admit out loud, weren't horrible and were a sweet gesture).

She knew she'd be in for a lot of questions and looks from her fellow Hollywood Arts students (and probably some teachers) when Monday rolled around, both about what had happened and why her cast was decorated the way it was. And while there was still time for her to come up with a way cooler story than what had really happened if it came to it (tripping over the pair of Fazzini boots Trina had left at the top of the stairs just sounded so stupid out loud), for the time being, she was glad about one thing.

She was thankful that she had a girlfriend and best friend who cared about her enough to be taking care of her in the first few days of having to wear her cast, even if it meant she'd have to go around school with hearts and little purple cats on her cast come Monday.

A/N: Okay, so this was the last thing I had pre-written and backlogged from my summer writing binge, but I'm still gonna call this an ongoing project and try to add some new ones here and there from time to time; I don't think I'm done writing Jori ficlets yet (it's just time for a little break while my muse takes a nap).

But in the meantime I'd just like to say a great big appreciative thank you to the readers, commenters, and lurkers for the support and feedback throughout the posting of this ficlet collection. Thank you for taking time out of your busy lives to read/comment/etc, my ficlets, y'all are so great! ❤️