Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls.
Ten year old Lori loved going over to her grandparents' house to watch Francesca with her mother. Rory and Logan still liked some alone time, so Lola had volunteered her services. Devin went with his wife and daughter.
Besides, watching Francesca for several hours let Lola pretend that she had a newborn around. Watching the baby sent Lola's want for another baby spiraling away.
"She's really cute," Lori informed her best friend, Jenna Munroe. Jenna and Lori had known each other for three years, and were practically inseparable at school.
"Do you want a brother or sister?" a curious Jenna asked. Jenna had two older brothers and one younger brother.
Lori shrugged. "Mom and Dad don't talk about me getting a baby brother or sister. I do want one though, especially because of baby Francesca," she explained. She wondered why she didn't have a sibling, but filed that thought away. Her parents were only twenty-six and that was still young.
"Why don't you ask them?" Jenna questioned. She didn't understand why Lori didn't have a sibling. Rich families in Hartford often had more than one child, and the ten year old didn't seem to grasp the idea that the DuGreys only had one.
"It's none of my business," Lori said in a moment of adult wisdom. She wouldn't realize that until she was older, however.
Lola picked her daughter up from school that day, having no idea that her daughter wanted a sibling.
"What do you want for dinner tonight?" Lola asked. She made dinner the same time every night.
"Hot dogs and macaroni and cheese," Lori answered. It was one of her favorite meals, and she loved eating it.
"Okay," Lola agreed. She knew how much her daughter loved eating hot dogs and macaroni and cheese.
That night, the entire family sat down to watch a movie. They loved DuGrey Family Movie Nights. They always had fun, and the three had to be home on that day. It was a requirement.
"I love you," Lori informed both of her parents. She just liked telling them that.
"We love you too," Lola said. Her daughter was very affectionate, and Lola liked that.
"You're my little angel," Devin said. He was being sappy, but didn't really care.
Lori smiled. "Thanks, Dad. But stop calling me that," she protested.
"But you are," Devin pointed out, desperately trying to make his daughter life.
"Dad," Lori whined, really hoping that he'd stop.
"Time for bed," Lola interrupted, seeing that it was 9:00. Her daughter always went to bed at 9:00 on the weekdays, and 9:30 on the weekends.
"But Mom," Lori whined again, even though she knew she wasn't going to be able to get out of it.
"Lorelai Christina DuGrey," Lola warned. Her daughter was a pretty good listener, but she had her moments.
Lori sighed and went upstairs to bed. Lola followed her to make sure her daughter actually went to sleep.
Lola went back downstairs to her husband. "I love you," she told Devin.
"I love you too," Devin replied. He kissed his wife and grabbed her hand. He loved Lola so much, and couldn't believe how lucky he was.
Devin and Lola enjoyed being happy. They would stay happy in the next few years, and that was a good thing. They just didn't know how much the next few years would change for the almost teenage Lori.
TBC
Sorry for the short chapter. I will be getting longer eventually, but I'm still experiencing writer's block. I originally started off this story when Lori was a teeanger, but I changed it. I'll have more storylines for teenage Lori and adult Lori than little kid Lori. Look for the next chapter tomorrow.
