Author's Note: This is just a little fluffy story that came to me. It will probably be around 4-5 chapters long at the most, and I already have some more of it written. It takes place about eleven years after the Season Finale (2019!) and is a story of Luke's and Lorelai's middle...and what happens when that darn town gets involved. ;)

Oh, and I don't own anything besides Will and Lucy.

XOXOXOXO

"Please, please, please?"

"No."

"Please, please, with coffee ice cream, hot fudge, and a cherry on top?"

"Nice try, but I hate coffee ice cream. I can't believe you eat that stuff."

"But it's good! And it's all I can have until I can drink real coffee."

"You shouldn't drink coffee. It's gonna stunt your growth."

"That's not true! Rory and Mom are so tall."

"You're eight."

"So?"

"So even if it did stunt Rory's and Mom's growths, they were tall enough that it didn't matter. You don't want to be the same height you are now forever, do you?"

"But Rory had her first cup of coffee when she was only thirteen."

"Wait, Mom told you that?"

"No, Rory did when she was last here, and you were at the bookstore with Jess. We were at Daddy's, and Mom and Auntie Sookie had just left for the inn, and she got coffee, and I asked her."

"You really asked her how old she was when she first had coffee?"

"Well, yeah, I wanted to know!"

"Luce, even if Rory got coffee at thirteen, that doesn't mean you're gonna be able to. Dad hates coffee, remember?"

"Yeah, but Rory said her first coffee was Daddy's, and he let her! So he'll have to let me too."

"But you're his daughter! The last thing he wants is another Mom."

"Well, I'll bet he let April have coffee!"

"April hates coffee, Luce. You know that. Besides, coffee ice cream has sugar and stuff in it. Real coffee is gross."

"Yeah, but I won't think so! Rory said that when I asked her about the coffee that me liking coffee is in-in-"

"Inevitable?"

"Yeah, inevable! How do you know that word? You're only two years older than me!"

"Cause I read."

"I read too! I finished Henry and Mudge and the Big Sleepover last week."

"Well, I read bigger books."

"What, like Harry Potter? I don't need to read that; I saw the movies! Besides, Snape is too scary!"

"I told you before, he turns out good in the end."

"Yeah, but he's so mean to Harry! Anyway, that's not the point. Can you take me tomorrow?"

"I told you already. No."

"Why?"

"Cuz it's stupid and boring and it's the same every year, that's why."

"Nuh-uh! Last year, Miss Patty told us the story of how she met her third husband. She never told that one before!"

"Okay, Miss Patty's story might not be different, but that's not the story you want to hear anyway. That one is the same every year! Dad said it didn't even happen, anyway."

"It did too or else how did Stars Hallow get founded?"

"I don't know, but that story Miss Patty tells is a rip off of Romeo and Juliet."

"Is not!"

"It is too!"

"Is not!"

"Have you even read Romeo and Juliet?"

"Have you?"

"Well, no, but-"

Luke Danes was serving dinner to Gypsy, when he heard two familiar voices arguing up from his old apartment. "Ah, geez," he muttered. He turned to Lane, who was sitting at the counter, taking a break. "Lane, do you mind covering my tables for a minute?"

Lane gave him a knowing smile. "This wouldn't have anything to do with the two voices coming from upstairs, would it?"

"Something about it, yeah."

"Don't worry. I'm just glad Steve and Kwan are slightly past that whole yelling at each other thing. Of course, there was that whole 'not playing Mommy's or Daddy's instruments' rule which they couldn't abide to and now the noise in there mostly comes from them both playing their instruments at the same time, but hey. Maybe it's for the best that even though they're only a year older than Will, they went through all their stages together and don't have to deal with an younger sibling on top of things."

"Luke, my wife and son and I are hungry," Kirk complained from his table. Although Kirk and Lulu had gone eight blissful, married years without the threat of little Kirks running around, now that Lulu was pregnant, Kirk had become even more possessive than ever. Lorelai still wouldn't let Luke forget that he had missed the famous town meeting the month before where Lulu had announced to everyone-including Kirk-that she was pregnant, and Kirk had literally fallen to the floor in a dead faint.

"Kirk, he's getting to it," Lane said, coming up to their table, and getting out her notepad. "Now, what are you two having today?"

"Luke promised he'd take our orders today," said Kirk, "and it's not the two of us. It's three. Lulu needs extra food so that my son can eat, too."

"Luke is going to check on his kids, which I'm sure you'll understand once Kirk Junior here is born," Lane said with irritation. "Now what are the three of you having today?"

The last words Luke heard as he began to travel up the stairs was Kirk saying, "My wife and son would like-"

Luke feared for the sanity of Kirk's son. After eight years, he thought he had gotten past the stage of worrying about a mini Kirk, but apparently not. Though I shouldn't be too hard on Kirk, he thought, as he approached the door. After all, I already have two kids running around with Lorelai's and my chromosomes to deal with.

Upon opening the door, Luke found that the scene was just as bad as he had feared. Both children were sitting on the couch that he had left in the apartment. Lucy had pulled up her knees to her chest and was sobbing, and Will had pulled out a book and was ignoring her. Luke sighed inwardly, aware that karma really was an awful bitch.

As soon as she saw him, Lucy ran over to him and buried her face in her head. He hugged Lucy back, glancing at Will over the top of Lucy's head. Will just rolled his eyes and turned another page of his book.

The kids really were, as too many Stars Hallow residents had told them, unquestionably Lorelai's and his kids. Will, though more of a reader and more academic than Luke had been at his age, was quiet and serious, though unlike Luke, he was mostly disinterested in taking care of his younger sister. His favorite sport was baseball, and as of right now, he was still wearing a baseball cap from recess, where he and his friends had played a game of indoor baseball in the gym. The baseball cap he was wearing was backwards, but how could one expect anything less from a Danes?

Lucy, on the other hand, was as extroverted and full of boundless energy as Will was not. She read occasionally and had tried soccer to not much avail, but her favorite things in the world were dance classes at Miss Patty's. Unfortunately for Luke and Lorelai, her favorite dance style was tap, which had resulted in the kitchen floor being scratched. Even now, they would be interrupted from a conversation by Lucy tapping on the special tap proof floor in her bedroom. To her credit, Lucy was talented; she was good at ballet and jazz too, and she could often be heard belting out showtunes from her bedroom. Miss Patty had even bragged on many occasions that Lucy was her best student; Will, in response, replied that she was just the loudest.

The kids also looked remarkably similar to the parents whose personalities they took after the most. Both had Lorelai's eyes, and Lucy had Luke's nose, but Will had the same facial structure as Luke and the same scruffy brown hair. Lucy had Lorelai's dark brown curls, a feature she loved to flaunt. She also eagerly wore the clothes her mother brought her. While today Will was simply wearing blue jeans and a tee-shirt with blue and green stripes on it, Lucy was wearing white pants and a pink shirt with a picture of a giant Hello Kitty on it. Today, her wrists were covered in bracelets. On her right wrist, she had a series of collectible silly bracelets she and Lorelai had found on Ebay; on her left wrist, she had a rubber band bracelet, specially customized by Lorelai, that read, I (Heart) the Bangles on it.

"Okay, Luce, calm down," Luke said, as Lucy hugged him tighter. She had now begun to hiccup from so many sobs. "I can't help you unless you tell me what's going on." He glared at his son, who turned another page in his book. "Will, put that down now."

"I didn't make her cry!"

Luke sighed. Sometimes Will's moods reminded him of teenage Jess's. "I didn't say you did. However, I heard both you of yelling, and if I'm not mistaken, both of you know that you're supposed to keep your noise level down when I have customers downstairs. Now, will someone told me what happened, or am I going to have to make you stay at Babette's when your mother and I are working?"

He said this mainly for Will's sake, who hated how Babette's constant babbling kept him from reading, but Lucy's eyes lit up. "Oh, please let Babette babysit us! I always get to play with her cats, and Babette said that if I'm there when Pudding has her kittens, then I get to help name them!"

"Well, how about I just split up the two of you and Will can go to Babette's, and you can get watched by Michel?"

Lucy's eyes widened. "No Daddy, not Michel!"

Even with all his years of training himself, Luke felt himself falling victim to the helpless Gilmore girl look that Lucy was giving him. His heart began to flutter. "Well, maybe not Michel's," he said, unable to completely punish his daughter. "But Babette and Michel are fair game unless one of you tells me what happened."

Will glared at his sister. After a few moments of looking at her brother, Lucy turned to him and said, "It's Will's fault!"

"It is not!" said Will immediately, indignant. "She's the one who wanted me to take her to Miss Patty's Firelight Festival story! It's the same every year, and I'm sick of hearing it."

"Yeah, but I really want to go! Mom and Daddy are gonna be busy at work, and the only way I can go is if you take me."

"Ask Miss Patty yourself! After all, you're her favorite."

"Hey, hey, hey," Luke said, breaking things up before Lucy could retort. "I think I see the problem here. So, Lucy wants to go to Miss Patty's story tomorrow, and you don't want to take her."

Will nodded.

"And Lucy, Will's the only way you're going to be able to go, because your mom and I will be too busy at work to take you there."

This time, Lucy nodded.

Luke suppressed a sigh. "I'll tell you what. Why don't we compromise? Will, you take Lucy to Miss Patty's, your mom and I will meet you there later, and then instead of staying for the town meeting afterwards, we'll all go to Sniffy's from there." Will, in particular, hated the town meetings. While he had admitted he had enjoyed being there for Lulu's announcement, on the times he was forced to go, he usually just got out a book and read the rest of the meeting away.

"But I want to go to the meeting!" Lucy said.

"This is a compromise," Luke reminded her. "Now, if you're lucky, then maybe your mom can take you to the Firelight Festival Friday." The elder Gilmores were out of town, which gave the family a relief from their infamous Friday night dinner that week.

"But why can't you and Will go to Sniffy's, and then Mom and I can go to the meeting and get take out to eat there?"

"Because this is a family," Luke said firmly, "and the last time you didn't come to Sniffy's because of your sleepover, Maisy asked specifically that you come next time. Besides, you and your mom have had enough junk food lately; I don't trust her to feed you anymore. Now, any questions, or is this clear?"

"Actually, I wouldn't mind going to the Firelight Festival too," Will said.

Luke looked at his son and sighed. "Will, aren't you supposed to be with me here?"

Will shrugged. "Sorry, Dad, but I like the Firelight Festival. Kirk's gonna do a whole song for Lulu and the baby this year."

"Oh, yeah, Miss Patty's been working with him!" Lucy said excitedly. "Mom and I were going to film it and send it to Rory! Miss Patty says he's gonna add a whole interpretive dance to go with it too. Come on, Daddy, you have to go! You just said that families do things together, and I want you to be there too! Besides, I'll miss you!"

"Fine," Luke said, softening as Lucy gave him the Gilmore pout. Really, it was Lorelai's fault for insisting that they add "Gilmore" as part of Lucy's middle name. "But don't expect me to stay long, you hear?"

Lucy, apparently, did not hear, because she began twirling around the room. "Daddy's coming with us!" she said, adding in a tap step for good measure. "Mom and Daddy and Will and I are all going to be there!" She stopped and attempted a pirouette. "Ooh, Daddy, do you think we can make sure Kirk drink some of Miss Patty's Founder's Day Punch? Mom says it makes people a lot sillier."

"And that," Luke muttered under his breath, still wondering how he had managed to fall victim to yet another Gilmore girl pout, "is why it is downright dangerous to have Lorelai Gilmore-Danes as your mother."

"Daddy, what are you talking about?" Lucy said, pausing mid twirl to look at him, as Will laughed.

"Nothing," he said quickly. Inside, he thought, Tomorrow is going to be one hecka long day.