Y/N relaxed on the couch, their broken leg elevated on a soft pillow, while the comforting presence of their friends filled the room. Moon sat across from them, his attention mostly absorbed by the TV, though he would occasionally glance over, checking to make sure Y/N was comfortable. Lunar, content and happy, was sitting next to them, indulging in Nutella straight from the jar, occasionally offering Y/N a bite, which they happily accepted with a grin. “You’re going to finish that whole jar, aren’t you?” Y/N teased, but Lunar just shrugged, unfazed. Meanwhile, Solar had disappeared into the corner of the room, where an assortment of tools and materials were scattered around him. His brow furrowed in concentration as he worked on something, and after a while, he stood up with a proud smile. “Here,” he said, handing Y/N a small, sleek device. “It’s a portable leg massager. It’ll help ease the tension and soreness from the cast." He beamed, clearly proud of his quick invention. “I thought it might help make things a bit more comfortable for you.” Y/N laughed softly, touched by his thoughtful gesture. “You’re too kind, Solar. This is perfect!” Across the room, Monty and Earth were busy in the kitchen, their laughter mixing with the soft hum of Solar’s invention as it buzzed to life, adding another layer of warmth to the room. Even with a broken leg, Y/N felt surrounded by love and care from their eccentric, but incredibly sweet, family.