Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. Sighs

A/N: What could have happened on Donna Reed Night…But didn't…

Please R&R! No flames. This is my first Gilmore Girls fic!

Stella and the Leftovers

As Loralai sat at the counter, Luke began to tell her about his Dad's store.

"You know, I think there's a spot on the wall where he wrote down an order once…when he ran out of paper," Luke told her.

"Really," Loralai asked curiously. "Where?"

"Behind the counter. By the door," Luke told her. "To the left."

They went behind the counter and found the spot. As she read aloud the order, Luke finished it. "Let's not spruce this particular spot," Loralai said as they looked at each other.

Suddenly, a crowd of people came to the door, trying to get in, with Taylor at the front, pointing around the room. Luke was about to stand up, but Loralai grabbed his shoulder and pushed him down. "No…no…they'll go away." They crouched behind the counter in silence.

As the crowd finally pulled away, Loralai laughed, and turned her head, finding herself face to face with Luke. God his eyes are so blue, she thought. She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, and argued to herself that Luke was just her friend. But as a dirty thought popped into her mind, she knew it was time to leave. She sat up, whispering, "I have to go." She felt she had to leave before anything happened. "Yeah…um, okay," Luke said, snapping back to reality.

A/N: I just wanted to explain why she left!

As Loralai arrived back home, she had a feeling she shouldn't have left. But the sparks that were flying made her feel very awkward. Luke is my friend. My best friend! Just my friend, she thought. She walked into the kitchen, and noticed something wrong…There was no cheeping. "Oh no…Oh no…" she muttered as she looked into the cage and saw Stella, Rory's bird for school, was gone.

"STELLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

A/N: After they find Stella……………………………………………………

Luke held up the box filled with the fragments of Loralai's lemonade lamp. "Sorry about your lamp. I'm gonna go throw this away…" Luke said. Loralai shook her head, "No, no, don't worry about that," she insisted. "No, it's ok. It'd be better to get rid of it now," Luke said.

Luke came back in, he found Loralai sitting next to the bird talking to it. "You never ever do that," she said as she shook her finger at Stella.

"I'm gonna head home now," Luke told her feeling a bit depressed. "No! Stay! Really, I need some company! I've been feeling a bit sad since Rory's abandoned me…" Loralai eagerly said.

She surprised herself at her enthusiasm, but her mind dismissed it as a combination of boredom, loneliness, and too much coffee. Luke shrugged his shoulders, "Ok," he said. Loralai jumped up and stood at the refrigerator. "Want something to eat? It might be all nasty cause' our refrigerator has been making this weird 'eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee' noise, but……" Loralai babbled. "Whatever's fine," Luke said, as Loralai took out some leftover Chinese food. She smelled it, and coughed. "Ugh! Either this refrigerator is really broken, or that's from the time I couldn't find the food for a week and I finally gave up starving and ordered pizza! How long has this been in here? Ugh!"

She threw it in the trash, and grabbed a something from the cabinet. "Pop tart?" Loralai said waving it in Luke's face. "You're gonna starve…" Luke said in a dull voice. "I- hey, hey, hey…I just remembered. What did you mean earlier? When you said you thought there wasn't a chick in the house, and you really thought there was a chick in the house!" Loralai babbled. "What?" Luke questioned, confused.

"What did you mean by there really is a chick in the house?" Loralai asked. Luke looked flustered as he stammered, "I-I just thought, you thought, that I knew, how you didn't believe there was a chick in the house…"

Loralai stared at this confusing, ranting man. "Huh?" Luke looked confused himself. "I…I knew there was a chick in the house," Luke finally managed to choke out.

Loralai sat down next to him. "Ah…psychic now aren't we? Now all we need to do is pick out a name for you! How about……Madame Serena…no, that's been done…" Luke stared at this crazy woman whom he was so in love with. Before he even knew what he was doing, he pressed his lips against Loralai's.

Loralai was surprised at first, but to her surprise, she kissed him back. She pulled her body close and felt warm everywhere where she touched Luke. Loralai pulled back, confused, and blinked as she put her hands to her head. There goes our friendship, she thought.

Luke mentally bashed himself on the head. Jeez! I just ruined our friendship! He knew what he'd done probably wasn't a smart idea, so he stood up to leave. Loralai shook her head and saw Luke leaving. She jumped up, grabbed his arm, and kissed him. Luke was shocked for a moment, to even think Loralai liked him like this. Loralai pulled away for a second time as she looked at Luke. "Is this why you thought I called you," Loralai smiled as she sarcastically said this. Luke smiled back, something very rare, "Maybe…" Luke daringly kissed her again as she backed up the stairs, slowly pulling him up to her sacred bedroom.

Rory smiled as she watched Dean leave. She went back into Babette's house to clean up, only to find Apricot gone. She frantically searched for an hour and a half, only to find him sitting in the piano. She cleaned up everything quickly and changed, knowing her mom would come over to see her. That crazy lady! There was no way she'd ever let her mother see her in that dress. She'd never live it down!

Rory sat down and read her book for a little while, when she noticed it was almost midnight. She stared at the clock, and wondered why her mother hadn't popped up yet. Loralai would want to tease her about leaving her alone, and strangely enough, she hadn't come. Rory grabbed her book and stood up. She marched over to her house and knocked on the door. When no one answered, she grabbed her keys and opened the door when she heard a thump upstairs. She started up the stairs at a running pace when she stopped.

Rory stared blankly at the things on the foot of the stairs. Was that…Luke's flannel shirt, and…her mother's bra?

A/N: Cliffie! Whoo! Read on! If you review, you get cookie points! So…review! (Sorry, I had some coffee this morning…A bit energetic…)