Yet another new story has arisen from my (slightly screwed up) mind. This
one is off of a comment that Lorelai made in one of the episodes- I think
it was Haunted Leg (Ep. 302).
LORELAI: My life stinks. Hey, let's look into each other's eyes and say "I wish I were you" at exactly the same time - maybe we'll pull a Freaky Friday!
So, anyway, after she said that comment, I got inspired.
Disclaimer: I don't own the title (it's the name of a book and a couple of movies, both of which are very good), I don't own the characters, and most likely any restaurants or bookstores or other public places in this fic are adapted from places in my hometown, and I don't own any of those either. Now that the legal mumbo-jumbo is taken care of, let's get on with the story! **************************************************************************** ******
"I hate Chilton!" the girl thought to herself as she got ready for bed. She had just finished mountains of homework, and she was very tired. "I wish I was Mom" she thought.
In the living room, the clock struck twelve. **************************************************************************** *******
"My life sucks" thought the girl's mother, as she lay tossing and turning, trying to get to sleep. "Mom's driving me crazy, I have no love life, and work sucks. Rory has it so easy. I wish I was her."
In the living room, the clock struck twelve. **************************************************************************** *****
Lorelai Gilmore the third, better known as Rory, opened her eyes and stretched luxuriously. She blinked.
'Where are my Europe posters?' she thought to herself, sitting up. 'Where is my Harvard bulletin board?' She looked around. 'Why the hell am I in my mother's bedroom?' **************************************************************************** *********
Meanwhile, Lorelai Gilmore the second, better known as, well, as Lorelai, woke up and rolled over, only to find herself rolling right off the bed. Startled, she got up off the floor. 'What the.' she thought to herself.
"RORY!" she yelled, at the same time that Rory yelled "MOTHER!"
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!" they yelled in unison. **************************************************************************** *******
"What the heck happened last night?!" asked Lorelai in confusion, as she sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee with Rory.
"Did you do any unusual spells or potions or something before you went to bed?" asked Rory.
"News flash daughter dearest, we are not on 'Charmed'."
"Well, you DID go through that whole 'I'm a witch' phase a while back!" Rory defended herself. "I thought maybe you had begun it again."
"Yeah, but not one of my 'spells' back then worked. Why should they start working now?" said Lorelai practically. "Ha! I win!" she said a moment later, when Rory didn't reply.
"Why are we arguing about this?" asked Rory. "It's Friday! You've got work and I've got school! I mean, I've got work and you've got school! I mean-"
"Rory, sweetheart, let it go" advised Lorelai. Rory then went upstairs to her mother's room and put on a dark purple pantsuit, and Lorelai left to go put on the requisite Chilton uniform.
"Better hurry, you'll miss the bus" advised Rory. "It's the #7 bus; get off at the stop at Chicago and Main in Hartford.
After Lorelai left, packing several large thermoses of coffee, Rory headed out the door and drove to the Independence Inn. **************************************************************************** *****
And that's the first chapter. I'll have the second part up soon, probably by Sunday at the very latest. PLEASE R/R!
LORELAI: My life stinks. Hey, let's look into each other's eyes and say "I wish I were you" at exactly the same time - maybe we'll pull a Freaky Friday!
So, anyway, after she said that comment, I got inspired.
Disclaimer: I don't own the title (it's the name of a book and a couple of movies, both of which are very good), I don't own the characters, and most likely any restaurants or bookstores or other public places in this fic are adapted from places in my hometown, and I don't own any of those either. Now that the legal mumbo-jumbo is taken care of, let's get on with the story! **************************************************************************** ******
"I hate Chilton!" the girl thought to herself as she got ready for bed. She had just finished mountains of homework, and she was very tired. "I wish I was Mom" she thought.
In the living room, the clock struck twelve. **************************************************************************** *******
"My life sucks" thought the girl's mother, as she lay tossing and turning, trying to get to sleep. "Mom's driving me crazy, I have no love life, and work sucks. Rory has it so easy. I wish I was her."
In the living room, the clock struck twelve. **************************************************************************** *****
Lorelai Gilmore the third, better known as Rory, opened her eyes and stretched luxuriously. She blinked.
'Where are my Europe posters?' she thought to herself, sitting up. 'Where is my Harvard bulletin board?' She looked around. 'Why the hell am I in my mother's bedroom?' **************************************************************************** *********
Meanwhile, Lorelai Gilmore the second, better known as, well, as Lorelai, woke up and rolled over, only to find herself rolling right off the bed. Startled, she got up off the floor. 'What the.' she thought to herself.
"RORY!" she yelled, at the same time that Rory yelled "MOTHER!"
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!" they yelled in unison. **************************************************************************** *******
"What the heck happened last night?!" asked Lorelai in confusion, as she sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee with Rory.
"Did you do any unusual spells or potions or something before you went to bed?" asked Rory.
"News flash daughter dearest, we are not on 'Charmed'."
"Well, you DID go through that whole 'I'm a witch' phase a while back!" Rory defended herself. "I thought maybe you had begun it again."
"Yeah, but not one of my 'spells' back then worked. Why should they start working now?" said Lorelai practically. "Ha! I win!" she said a moment later, when Rory didn't reply.
"Why are we arguing about this?" asked Rory. "It's Friday! You've got work and I've got school! I mean, I've got work and you've got school! I mean-"
"Rory, sweetheart, let it go" advised Lorelai. Rory then went upstairs to her mother's room and put on a dark purple pantsuit, and Lorelai left to go put on the requisite Chilton uniform.
"Better hurry, you'll miss the bus" advised Rory. "It's the #7 bus; get off at the stop at Chicago and Main in Hartford.
After Lorelai left, packing several large thermoses of coffee, Rory headed out the door and drove to the Independence Inn. **************************************************************************** *****
And that's the first chapter. I'll have the second part up soon, probably by Sunday at the very latest. PLEASE R/R!
