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Author's note:I loveGilmore Girls.So I hope you enjoy.I wrote this while I was bored.And when I'mbored,my mind gets creative. I may add on later. For now, just a one-shot story.
"What do you think about going traditional?" Lorelei Gilmore asked her fiancé Luke Danes as she waltzed into Luke's Diner. They had recently gotten engaged and Lorelei was excited to plan the wedding.
"Since when are you traditional?" Luke asked with eyebrows raised. He poured her a cup of coffee and sat it down in front of her. "You've always gone your own way. Done the illogical thing."
"Well, the fact that I do the illogical should go to show that we should go traditional. I mean, what's more illogical for Lorelei Gilmore than tradition?" She smiled a wide, bright smile at him. Her crystal blue eyes suggested to him that she was thinking something, and that it was probably something he didn't want to know.
"Before I say anything, what's your definition of traditional? You know, so we're on the same page."
"Well, white dress, plenty of flowers, cake… we've gotta have cake, you know. Tradition."
"And you think you should wear white?"
"Are you saying I shouldn't wear white?"
"No, I just never thought you would want to wear white."
"Once again, illogical ideas would point to a white dress."
"So you do want to wear white."
"Once again, back to sounding like I shouldn't wear white."
"Wear white, don't wear white. I just want you to be there. You could wear nothing, I don't care. Just show up." Exasperated, Luke wanted to end the conversation.
"Why, Luke Danes, what a great idea. We could all show up naked."
"Does that include everyone, or just us?"
"Oh, everyone. If I'm showing mine, everyone is showing theirs."
"That include Kirk?"
"Oh, good point. Okay, everyone's dressed."
"Now that that's settled."
Luke looked completely exhausted from that little discussion. "Do you want something to eat?"
"That's where the cake comes in."
"I meant right now, for breakfast."
"I could go for a couple of blueberry pancakes. Rory's meeting me here. She'll want pancakes too."
"Two orders of pancakes coming right up."
"You're so good to me."
"I know."
Lorelei picked up her coffee from the counter. She spotted an open table and headed for it. She probably had a few moments before Rory actually showed up. Ever since Luke said "Yes" to her proposal, she'd been antsy. Well, she's always been antsy. But she seemed more antsy than normal. She began to arrange and re-arrange the stuff on the table, anything to keep busy.
"Luke's not gonna like you doing that." Lorelei heard the voice of her favorite, and only child.
"Luke doesn't like me to do anything."
"That's not what I heard." Rory sat down next to her mom.
"Really? Those rumors I started sure got around quick."
"Did you order?"
"Of course. I also talked to Luke about wedding plans."
"Oh, I bet he's in a good mood after that." Rory rolled her eyes.
"Well, I'm trying to decide if we should go traditional."
"You do realize this is your wedding?"
"Yes."
"And you do know that Hello Kitty is not traditional?"
"Yeah. But it's better than Luke's idea." Lorelei said as Luke put down the pancakes in front of them.
"Luke didn't have an idea." Luke warned Lorelei.
"Sure you did. It was just a few minutes ago."
"What's the idea?" Rory asked.
"There was no idea." Luke glared at his fiancé.
"Yes there was. Luke wants the wedding to be clothing optional."
"I'm going to go get coffee." Luke walked away.
"Clothing optional? That include everyone, or just the two of you?"
"Oh everyone."
"Wow. You really want to see Kirk like that?"
"That's why we're not doing it."
"Good call."
"I'm thinking white dress." Lorelei poured syrup on her pancakes.
"Good. Go for the less obvious choice."
"You don't think I should get white?"
"I'm saying that white does imply things that I, as your daughter, contradict."
"Are you saying that white is inappropriate?"
"For Lorelei Gilmore? Maybe."
"Sacrilege."
"Just trying to help out."
"Nice help tactic there."
"Go ahead. It's your wedding. Wear white. Grandma would want you to wear white."
"That settles it! Not wearing white."
"You also should nix the whole red teddy idea too."
"Really?"
"Well, Grandma and Grandpa are coming to this."
"I am definitely wearing the teddy then." Deviousness crept in Lorelei's eyes.
"A teddy?" Luke asked as he came by to refill the girls coffee.
"I'm wearing a teddy for our wedding."
"Oh Geez."
"What, you liked the one I wore the other night."
"Your child is sitting right here." Rory piped up.
"Rory, make her stop."
"At least look at the dresses, Mom." Rory begged.
"Fine, we'll look at them today."
"Thank you." Luke breathed a sigh of relief at this.
"I aim to please." Lorelei called to him as he walked away.
"You're getting something slutty in white, aren't you?" Rory asked her mom.
"Of Course!"