Disclaimer: I'm too poor to own anything.
They are dreams, a far away land where OOC is allowed as long as Luke's not in a dress. He's a lovely man, but I never want to see him in a dress.
It's my first Fan Fic so if you think it sucks, it's best you find out now so you can avoid anything else I ever write. Hopefully, you won't think it sucks.
Chapter 1
Rory's Dream
"Hey Rory, wake up! You're missing everything," Lorelai called out.
"Sleep. Must...sleep...cannot...move," was all Rory could get out.
"Rory! Come on! There are dancing midgets in our living room."
"Mom, there are not dancing midgets in the living room."
Just then a two midgets dressed up as flappers came into Rory's room and jumped on to the bed.
"What the hell!" Rory screamed out.
"See I told you," shouted Lorelai from the living room. "Get your butt out here. Things are happening. Big things"
Rory jumped out of bed and the midgets grabbed her hands and lead her out to the living room. Her mother stood there with two cups of coffee; One in a blue cup and the other in a red cup.
"Which one's mine?" Asked Rory.
"Neither is for me."
"Huh? But you're Lorelai. Of course one is for you."
"No. See you must pick which cup you want. If you choose the red cup you pick a life where you choose the high road in life and go through many ups and downs. If you pick the blue cup you pick a life that will allow you to run away from all your problems without resolution. Which one will it be?"
Rory looked at her and then at the cups, then back at Lorelai.
"This must be a joke," she said. "Mom, you know I don't like 'The Matrix' and never will no matter how well a Keanu Reeves impression you do."
"Saying 'Whoa' never gets old. Even Luke does it well."
"What?"
"Pick a cup, Rory."
"Why? Is this because of what happened with Dean? I don't want to think about it, mom."
"Rory. A cup."
"No."
Rory runs out of the house and on the steps and see's Lane sitting there. She's crying. "Lane. What happened? What's wrong?"
Lane looked up at her with glassy eyes. "How could you do it, Rory? Don't you realize what you've done?"
"Lane, what's going on?"
"I know what you did with Dean."
"What? How?"
"Everyone knows."
Rory's jaw drops. "But...but...who told them?"
"Lindsey."
Just then a couple more midgets dressed like Dorothy and the Scarecrow walk passed them and go into the house.
Rory paid no mind to them.
"Dean told Lindsey?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"How could you, Rory"
"Lane, let me explain."
"I don't even know you."
Lane got up and ran into the house. Rory got up and started crying. Just then Luke walked up to the house. He was holding a flower.
"Hey Rory," he said, "Is your mom home?"
"She's inside."
"Oh, okay. You look sad. Umm, I was going to give this flower to your mom but she's gotten plenty of flowers from me already and you look sad, I guess you can have it."
Rory smiled at that. "Thanks Luke."
"Are you okay? I heard about what happened and if you need me to kick Dean's ass I will. I mean, to make up a story like that as an excuse to divorce his wife is the worst thing I ever heard of."
Rory felt her eyes tear up again. "Luke it's all true."
"Oh," Was all Luke could get out. He went over to her and kissed her forehead. He walked past her and said, "I think you need some coffee." He went inside to join Lorelai and Lane.
Rory stood there alone for a moment. The midget dressed as the Scarecrow came outside. He tugged at her nightgown.
"What?" she asked him.
He waved for her to follow him inside.
She walked slowly up the porch stairs and opened the door. She looked inside and didn't see anyone. Even the midgets were all gone.
"Mom," she called out. No one answered.
She walked into the kitchen. The blue and red cups of coffee were on the table. Just them she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around.
"Lindsey"
"He's not leaving me, you know," Lindsey said.
"Lindsey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."
"What? You didn't mean to sleep with my husband. A little late for that now, isn't?"
"I don't know what happened."
"Save it, Rory." Lindsey turned around and headed for the door. "Just drink your damn coffee already so we can all move on with our lives."
Lindsey disappeared behind the door
Rory was once again alone in the kitchen. She looked at the cups. She thought for a few moments. She sat down and reached out her hands for one of the cups. She put her hands on the red cup, and then on the blue cup, then back on the table. She let out a deep breath and picked up the....
-beep beep beep-
Rory sat straight up. "Oh my gosh," was the first thing she cried out. She turned off the alarm clock and looked around the room. She was relieved to see it was all a dream. She saw a note on the other side of the bed.
Rory,
Sorry I couldn't be there for you this morning but I had to get back to the Inn. Come by if you feel like it later. If not, I'll stop by around one. I love you.
- Mom
P.S. I made you some coffee. Just heat it up.
Rory got up and went to the kitchen. She went over to the coffee pot and saw that her mom must not have left to long ago since it was still warm. Rory saw that sitting next to the coffee pot was two empty cups; A blue cup and a red cup. She sighed to herself. She eyed the cups for a minute before picking one up and pouring some coffee into it.
She sat down at the table and took a sip out of the red cup.
They are dreams, a far away land where OOC is allowed as long as Luke's not in a dress. He's a lovely man, but I never want to see him in a dress.
It's my first Fan Fic so if you think it sucks, it's best you find out now so you can avoid anything else I ever write. Hopefully, you won't think it sucks.
Chapter 1
Rory's Dream
"Hey Rory, wake up! You're missing everything," Lorelai called out.
"Sleep. Must...sleep...cannot...move," was all Rory could get out.
"Rory! Come on! There are dancing midgets in our living room."
"Mom, there are not dancing midgets in the living room."
Just then a two midgets dressed up as flappers came into Rory's room and jumped on to the bed.
"What the hell!" Rory screamed out.
"See I told you," shouted Lorelai from the living room. "Get your butt out here. Things are happening. Big things"
Rory jumped out of bed and the midgets grabbed her hands and lead her out to the living room. Her mother stood there with two cups of coffee; One in a blue cup and the other in a red cup.
"Which one's mine?" Asked Rory.
"Neither is for me."
"Huh? But you're Lorelai. Of course one is for you."
"No. See you must pick which cup you want. If you choose the red cup you pick a life where you choose the high road in life and go through many ups and downs. If you pick the blue cup you pick a life that will allow you to run away from all your problems without resolution. Which one will it be?"
Rory looked at her and then at the cups, then back at Lorelai.
"This must be a joke," she said. "Mom, you know I don't like 'The Matrix' and never will no matter how well a Keanu Reeves impression you do."
"Saying 'Whoa' never gets old. Even Luke does it well."
"What?"
"Pick a cup, Rory."
"Why? Is this because of what happened with Dean? I don't want to think about it, mom."
"Rory. A cup."
"No."
Rory runs out of the house and on the steps and see's Lane sitting there. She's crying. "Lane. What happened? What's wrong?"
Lane looked up at her with glassy eyes. "How could you do it, Rory? Don't you realize what you've done?"
"Lane, what's going on?"
"I know what you did with Dean."
"What? How?"
"Everyone knows."
Rory's jaw drops. "But...but...who told them?"
"Lindsey."
Just then a couple more midgets dressed like Dorothy and the Scarecrow walk passed them and go into the house.
Rory paid no mind to them.
"Dean told Lindsey?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"How could you, Rory"
"Lane, let me explain."
"I don't even know you."
Lane got up and ran into the house. Rory got up and started crying. Just then Luke walked up to the house. He was holding a flower.
"Hey Rory," he said, "Is your mom home?"
"She's inside."
"Oh, okay. You look sad. Umm, I was going to give this flower to your mom but she's gotten plenty of flowers from me already and you look sad, I guess you can have it."
Rory smiled at that. "Thanks Luke."
"Are you okay? I heard about what happened and if you need me to kick Dean's ass I will. I mean, to make up a story like that as an excuse to divorce his wife is the worst thing I ever heard of."
Rory felt her eyes tear up again. "Luke it's all true."
"Oh," Was all Luke could get out. He went over to her and kissed her forehead. He walked past her and said, "I think you need some coffee." He went inside to join Lorelai and Lane.
Rory stood there alone for a moment. The midget dressed as the Scarecrow came outside. He tugged at her nightgown.
"What?" she asked him.
He waved for her to follow him inside.
She walked slowly up the porch stairs and opened the door. She looked inside and didn't see anyone. Even the midgets were all gone.
"Mom," she called out. No one answered.
She walked into the kitchen. The blue and red cups of coffee were on the table. Just them she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around.
"Lindsey"
"He's not leaving me, you know," Lindsey said.
"Lindsey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."
"What? You didn't mean to sleep with my husband. A little late for that now, isn't?"
"I don't know what happened."
"Save it, Rory." Lindsey turned around and headed for the door. "Just drink your damn coffee already so we can all move on with our lives."
Lindsey disappeared behind the door
Rory was once again alone in the kitchen. She looked at the cups. She thought for a few moments. She sat down and reached out her hands for one of the cups. She put her hands on the red cup, and then on the blue cup, then back on the table. She let out a deep breath and picked up the....
-beep beep beep-
Rory sat straight up. "Oh my gosh," was the first thing she cried out. She turned off the alarm clock and looked around the room. She was relieved to see it was all a dream. She saw a note on the other side of the bed.
Rory,
Sorry I couldn't be there for you this morning but I had to get back to the Inn. Come by if you feel like it later. If not, I'll stop by around one. I love you.
- Mom
P.S. I made you some coffee. Just heat it up.
Rory got up and went to the kitchen. She went over to the coffee pot and saw that her mom must not have left to long ago since it was still warm. Rory saw that sitting next to the coffee pot was two empty cups; A blue cup and a red cup. She sighed to herself. She eyed the cups for a minute before picking one up and pouring some coffee into it.
She sat down at the table and took a sip out of the red cup.
