Summary: A series of non-canon oneshots about various items of meaning to Luke and Lorelai.

Disclaimer: Obviously not mine, Luke and Lorelai are happy here.

Notes: I've noticed that people have been asking for some nice fluffy LL fics and since I've been one that has contributed to the paramount pile of angsty LL fics of late, I thought I would also write some fluff as well.

Chapter 1: The Salt Girl Cometh

With a sly smile on her face, she taps on the door to Luke's apartment above the diner. "Just a second!" she hears him call from inside and bites her lower lip to keep from the outlandish grin that she knows is trying to form on her face. She tightens her grip on the object in her hand waiting patiently, which is definitely not her strong suit. "Sorry I was trying to…" he trails off as he opens the door.

Starting with the bright yellow boots encasing her feet, he slowly trails his eyes up the rest of her body. He takes in her sunny dress, baby-dollish, with a yellow ribbon around her waist. He notices that her hair, still long and black, considering it would have scared him out of his wits if she had gone as far as to change that, is straightened, parted on the side and clipped back on the right side with a golden barrette. Finally he glances at the purple umbrella in her hand.

She grins, her teeth still biting her lower lip but now in a very adorable way. "Well?" Lorelai asks brightly. He swallows visibly with an expression that, as surprising as it may be, she just can't read.

"That's what you're wearing on our date?" he finally manages.

"That's what you're wearing on our date?" she instantly responds, pointing with amusement at his outfit. Luke stands in front of her, leaning a hand on the doorframe, in nothing but socks, an undershirt and boxers.

"You're early."

"Early!" Lorelai exclaims, shaking the umbrella at him. "I'm not early. I'm ten minutes late!"

"Well, early for you." She sticks out her tongue. He grins and steps back to let her in. "Hang out while I get dressed." She purses her lips walking around the room as if searching for something.

"So you never told me what you thought of my outfit," Lorelai comments as casually as possible.

"It's uh…" She pouts. Luke grabs a pair of jeans out of a drawer and begins to put them on. She puts a hand on her hip, waiting. In the process of putting the jeans on, he notices that she is just standing there staring at him with an expectant look on her face. He looks up at her just as he's stepping up to put his left leg in and loses his balance. As he's falling he tries to grab onto the nearby chair but it slips away from him and he hits the ground with a thud.

"Luke!" Lorelai exclaims, dropping the umbrella and instantly running to his side. She squats down next to him rubbing his shoulder. "You okay?" Luke gives her a look that is so clearly pissed off that she lets out a loud peal of laughter.

"This is not a circus act Lorelai."

"I know, Baby. It's just, for a guy who can balance a Mountie hat as well as you, you're really a klutz." He grimaces.

"There is no Mountie hat," he growls. Lorelai wraps a hand around his upper arm as if to help him up, but he doesn't move to get up. He gazes at her, laying a hand on her knees. "You do look kinda cute right now." Lorelai blushes, looking away, amazed that his compliment to her, that he's made so many times before, still makes her blush. Though she knows he appreciates her looks, his verbal compliments are uncommon, which only make her cherish them more.

"So you do like the outfit." He rolls his eyes, making her laugh again. "You're cute too, especially when you get all 'the fates hate me' on me." Lorelai winks and keeps giggling. "You want some help up?"

"If you'd stop laughing, then yes, it would be nice if my girlfriend would help me off the floor." She tucks one hand under his shoulder and grabs his hand in her other hand.

"Okay, up!" They both groan as they get him to his feet. "Hmmm… I think you were cuter on the floor." She runs a hand through her hair walking to the bathroom to fix her barrette.

"I think you'll like me better in actual clothes."

"I wouldn't bet on that!" she calls from the bathroom.

"So how does Sniffy's sound tonight?"

"Great! I think Buddy would really appreciate me in this outfit!" Luke groans as he buttons his shirt.

"Are you really wearing that out?" She walks out of the bathroom dumbfounded.

"You say that like it's a federal crime? As if it wearing nothing would almost be better!"

"No. I just don't think that Buddy would... appreciate your outfit the way I do," Luke responds.

"Nice save, Willy Mays." She walks up to him and adjusts his collar, giving him a light kiss on the lips when she's done. "You know, I told you that you'd know what you saw in me the minute you saw me in the boots."

"Well right now I see a crazy woman who's in a very short dress and expecting me to take her out so I'm trying not to look at the short dress, especially the legs that are beneath it."

"That's the legman I know and love!" She grabs his face in her hands and kisses him soundly on the mouth. "Okay let me just grab my umbrella and we'll go."

"I'm going to dinner with Ms. Halloween," Luke mutters.

"Oh that's what we should rent tonight."

"What?"

"Halloween!"

"Huh?"

"Come on, Luke. Halloween! Michael Myers is on the loose and he goes after Jamie Lee Curtis and her friends. And you think the whole thing is going to be so spooky until you realize they always play the scary music just before something happens," Lorelai explains, astonished that he hasn't heard of it.

"Well since you already gave away that little secret, guess we don't have to watch it anymore."

"Oh no Luke, I know you'll find this scary," Lorelai promises as she walks back over to him after picking up her umbrella.

"You do?"

"But don't worry because you'll have your all powerful girlfriend there to save you when you're frightened." She bats her eyelashes at him as she says this. He shrugs nonchalantly.

"I guess that'll do it." He winks.

"Yay! All right I'm all ready. Let's go boyfriend!" She grabs his hand as they head out the door. Luke stops her in the hallway so he can lock the door. "Ug, Luke, I promise no one is going to break in and steal your precious flannels." He gives her a settling look.

"I just want to be safe. Just because you feel some astounding security in this world, which by the way you won't tonight since I'm staying at your place, doesn't mean we all have to."

"Oh Baby, you sure turn me on when you talk like that," Lorelai teases as they head down the stairs. Luke gets Lane's attention, making sure she knows he's heading out before he follows Lorelai outside, where they find it's raining. With a smirk and a wink, she lifts her umbrella and opens it.

"Did I tell you how much I like your outfit?" he asks. She shakes her head, grabbing him by his arm and pulling him closer and under the umbrella with her as they head off towards his truck.