1. Rory is now as impulsive as her mom.
2. Rory realized that Tristan would actually do any and everything for her if it was important to her.
3. He said yes because he really does love her as a friend and as someone he could see himself being with for the long haul.
4. Rory also realized that after all the hell she is and will put him through she would never find any one like him again.
And for the "but they weren't even dating" statements;
1.I heard an interview she did years ago that then Humphrey Bogart asked Lorraine BaCall to marry him she'd been shocked because she hadn't even realized that they had been dating, she just thought he was being nice by taking her out to dinner and for coffee.
2. A couple I grew up knowing personally knew each other for three days, two of which he had been too afraid to talk to her, on the third he asked her to marry him; they were married over 50 yrs till she died and he wasn't long after her.
3. My own granny was only allowed to see my grandpa on the front porch of her parent's house and they were married 20 some odd years till he passed away.
4. My own mum traditionally dated and thankfully divorced that jackass who father me and my lil bro, she's now happily married to my step-dad and she didn't meet him in a traditional way nor did they date like 'normal' people and have been together 15 yrs.
I'm sorry(not being sarcastic really) if my thinking that traditional ways of meeting and 'dating' the people you were meant to spend the rest of your life is a load of crap and it has confused some of you.(Tristan went of his way to get her to notice him on the show and in my story has made it a point to drive miles out of his way to take her to and from school some days, has brought her favorites; food and coffee and willingly gone along with a couple of her hair-brained ideas.)
Debutant Ball cont.
"RORY GILMORE!!"
Everyone froze at Emily Gilmore's shriek some still had food in their hands ready to throw a their target.
The silk clad woman stalked into the room walking more like she should be wearing a long black dress with a pointed had followed by a troop of flying monkeys ready to do her bidding, instead of the maroon colored gown followed by a couple of puny security guards coming to break up the near riot.
In the next room after slinking out of the dinning room because they'd found themselves targeted Rory, Lorelai and Tristan were hiding behind one of the heavy curtains in the ballroom covering one of the large windows. Lorelai was easing it open slowly not wanting to alert anyone of their pending escape. Tristan's job was to peer out occasionally to make sure no-one was coming because if they were all bets were off and it was everybody for themselves. "Why is she blaming me? "Rory asked feeling a bit like everyone was ganging up on her because even if she was at fault, for them to actually accuse her of it was a bit mean. "I mean mom's here to she could have started it."
"Sweetie I just got pregnant when I was teenager by a boy mind you Emily'd actually liked and ran away from home and yeah sure, I back talked occasionally before that and drank a bit but damn girl you've assaulted your grandmother, knocked the others debs around while pretending to dance and gotten engaged to somebody from a family she'd rather live in a cardboard box while wearing last year's fashion then be related to. "Lorelai explained, sliding the window the rest of the way up and locking it into place. "Now lets go."
Lorelai went first having had the most experience of the three in sneaking out windows. Tristan went second encase Rory needed help because it was Lorelai turn to act as lookout while she was calling her dad and Luke for a pickup, knowing Emily she'd have people watching the cars cutting off that escape route 'Damn Luke for not parking where I told him to.' Lorelai gripped under her breath.
Rory tossed her shoes out the window and was perched on the sill kind of resembling a bird about to take flight when Emily's rage filled scream of "WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT RORY?...YOU BITCH!!" caused her to lose her balance and she fell out. Tristan broke her fall and he thought she broke a rib when she landed on him.
"HA!" Rory crowed getting to her feet and helping Tristan to his, "I'm not the only trouble maker around here. Just listen to fight grandmother's starting." The sounds of angry voices and breaking dishes could clearly be heard through the open window. "Lets go you two we need to get out of here in case the police get called." Lorelai said snapping her phone closed and then lifting up her skirts started to sprint across the gardens in the back of the country club heading for the golf course. Richard and Luke were supposed to meet them somewhere near the sand trap Lorelai had released a couple of live crabs in when she was ten.
They had only been waiting about five minutes when they heard the familiar whine of golf cart engines coming closer. In the moon light three figures were seen scrambling up the sand trap's slop and hopping into the still moving carts. "Hang on." the older driver warned his passengers and whipped his cart around heading for the far side of the course where he knew of a place where they could take the golf carts and after a few twists and turns would find them selves on the road put in for the delivery trucks to use when making a delivery to the club. From there, half and hour to forty-five minutes tops if they could find a car along the way to 'borrow' gas from and they'd be back home. Somebody was already on their way to get Luke's truck and Tristan's car, Richard hadn't wanted anyone wondering why the cars were still there and they weren't. 'Not like Janlan was doing anything anyway.' Richard chuckled to himself remembering how his friend had cussed when he heard Richard's voice on the other end of the telephone when he had called Janlan while he and Luke were racing to get to the kids before Emily did.
Gilmore Mansion 2 a.m
A very disheveled looking Emily Gilmore climbed out of the back of the police car at the end of the drive and holding her a shoe in each hand made the long trek to the front door. She snorted in a very unlady like fashion at the sight of a white pick-up truck sitting next to a silver porche in the space set aside for visitors.
No bothering to knock because after all it was her house she barged right in and found her family draped over various pieces of furniture in the sitting room asleep. Her anger drained from her at the sight. Richard was sitting slouched down slightly in a high back chair snoring softly, Lorelai lay stretched out on one settee and that Luke person had claimed the other. Rory lay on the floor on her stomach using a wadded up tux jacket as a pillow. A noise coming from behind Emily had her turning to face what she thought was a maid instead she found the DuGrey boy carrying a couple of blankets and a pillow.
They stared at each other a long moment when Luke shifting in his sleep had them turning their attention to him. "One of your maids gave me these." he shrugged and moved passed her, setting the things on the floor he snapped one of the blankets open and covered Luke with it. Much to his surprise Emily grabbed one and covered Lorelai before moving on to Richard leaving Rory to him.
When he tossed the pillow for himself on the floor near Rory, Emily felt the need to comment, "I met Richard when I was your and Rory's age. I knew no matter how much he protested that he was IT for me. I haven't regretted marrying him, questioned my own sanity for doing it sure but never regretting it. Luke here is a goner and it's only a matter of time before his iron will and strict upbringing crumbles and he finds himself brawling like a common street thug in the country club with people he's been friends and acquaintances with for more years then he cares to remember and being taken to jail after being handcuffed to a pimply faced security guard that smells like doughnuts and feet. Alright that last part was more me then him. So how about the fact grandfather Janlan has been bitching and moaning about Richard's screwball ideas and plans for years and hasn't done one damn thing about it. Richard calls and Janlan's right there bolt cutters at the ready and engine running. But Tristan son listen to me, you run, run far and run fast while you still can. You don't have to be like us."
The blond haired boy looked at the three sleeping Gilmores and shook his head, "I think that I'd regret it more if I didn't stick around. I'd always wonder what they were up to and if they needed bail money or a place to hide from the cops. I've realized much to my Grandfather's annoyance and I guess now yours that it's better to go along with them then spend a life time without ever having had live science class frogs shoved down your pants in a liberation attempt to keep them from being dissected. Then having a lifetime of wondering what-if?"
"You poor, poor boy." Emily shook her head sadly and patted him on the back, "Richard's only got a moonshine-still he thinks I don't know about. You get the Queen of tetanus shots and anti-bacterial soaps."
