A/N: I don't own Glee nor the characters within. Alrightie, so this is a collection of one-shots and drabbles over 100 words that do not fall under my already established collections. These will be ships of all kinds, which I will note as the chapter titles. Also, unless stated, none of these are related.

Prompt from rach-tana; Quartie - summer. Thanks!

Two months after Senior Prom and a month before Quinn moved to New York, Artie found himself at her doorstep. Pushing the doorbell, he rubbed his fingers over the worn surface of his wheelchair wheels.

When an older, still beautiful blonde woman answered the door, Artie smiled up at her. "Quinn?" he managed.

The woman (Judy?) smiled at him. "Ohh, hello! You must be Artie! Come in, come in. I heard you've been very helpful for my little girl."

"Moooom," Quinn's voice wafted from down the hall, the girl appearing a second later, pink cheeks and smiling shyly, "I've got this."

Judy Fabray smiled at her, smiling at Artie once more before disappearing farther into the house.

Pushing his glasses up higher on his nose, Artie gave Quinn the smartest, most handsome smile of his own. "Hi," he offered simply.

Pressing her palms into her thighs, finally shifting back to make enough space for Artie to pass her, Quinn asked him if he wanted to talk in her bedroom.

Artie flushed red, but passed her. "I just," he started once she was seated in her desk chair and Artie was situated comfortably in front of her bed, "I like you. Even if you're leaving soon." When Quinn stared at him, he tried again, "And I. Go out with me?"

Her expression softening, Quinn blushed. "Oh… Kay," she smoothed her skirt over her legs, smiling at him from underneath her eyelashes, "Yes. I'd like that."

Artie stared at her. "Awesome," his lips curled up, "Awesome."