Stigmatized Part Four
They both pulled away breathless. `Wow' is all that crossed in both of their heads.
"That was amazing." Tristan whispered. Rory flushed and looked down at her feet.
"That it was." She managed. They sat silent for a few moments,, both racking their brains for something to say.
"We should head back." Rory said.
"Rory. Promise me that when we get back to that land that you wont run away from me." He looked her in the eyes. "I don't think I could take that again."
She smiled sweetly at him. "I'll never run again."
He felt relief wash over him. He paddled back to the shore and they both slowly got out and walked towards Tristan's car.
"MOM!" Rory yelled as they walked into her house. "Mom where are you?" Rory asked again.
"I'm right here." She said walking out of the living room. "Hey-lo and who is this?" She asked eyeing Tristan suspiciously.
"This is Tristan." Rory said.
"Ah... Satan Tristan, Evil one, nice to finally meet ya." She said extending her hand to him. He took it weary and smiled. "And call me Lorelei. I'll have to chop off your head and mount it on our wall if you call me anything else."
He nodded. "Not a problem."
"Good. So what are you two crazy teens up to?" she asked.
"Um... we are going to watch Willy Wonka. Tristan's escared of the wittle oompas so I bet him he couldn't watch the whole thing without closing his wittle eyes." Rory laughed as Tristan rolled his eyes.
"They scare me!" He protested. The two Gilmore's laughed.
"Well enjoy!" She said grabbing her coat. "I'm going to Luke's!"
"How much longer is this movie?" he asked while squinting a little.
"Come on you can stand it." She said chuckling.
"Yeah, you can say that. They don't creep you out." He said taking a sip of his coffee.
"Well, I'd say that there's about seventeen minutes left."
"Seventeen?" She nodded. "Not fifteen but seventeen?" he asked again.
"Yup. I've seen this enough to know that it's seventeen."
They finished watching the movie in seventeen minutes and Tristan sighed in relief. "Thank god that's over."
"See it wasn't that bad."
He smiled. "Better that you were here." He gave a quick kiss and smiled again.
"I do what I can." She said with a grin. He was great.
"I should be heading out." He said disappointed. "I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked while they stood by the front door.
"Tomorrow."
"It'll be a long night." He said. "If I get nightmares with oompa loompas, I'm calling you. It'll be your fault."
"Go ahead, I'll keep the phone by my ear." He gave her a quick kiss and opened the door and left.
"bye."
They both pulled away breathless. `Wow' is all that crossed in both of their heads.
"That was amazing." Tristan whispered. Rory flushed and looked down at her feet.
"That it was." She managed. They sat silent for a few moments,, both racking their brains for something to say.
"We should head back." Rory said.
"Rory. Promise me that when we get back to that land that you wont run away from me." He looked her in the eyes. "I don't think I could take that again."
She smiled sweetly at him. "I'll never run again."
He felt relief wash over him. He paddled back to the shore and they both slowly got out and walked towards Tristan's car.
"MOM!" Rory yelled as they walked into her house. "Mom where are you?" Rory asked again.
"I'm right here." She said walking out of the living room. "Hey-lo and who is this?" She asked eyeing Tristan suspiciously.
"This is Tristan." Rory said.
"Ah... Satan Tristan, Evil one, nice to finally meet ya." She said extending her hand to him. He took it weary and smiled. "And call me Lorelei. I'll have to chop off your head and mount it on our wall if you call me anything else."
He nodded. "Not a problem."
"Good. So what are you two crazy teens up to?" she asked.
"Um... we are going to watch Willy Wonka. Tristan's escared of the wittle oompas so I bet him he couldn't watch the whole thing without closing his wittle eyes." Rory laughed as Tristan rolled his eyes.
"They scare me!" He protested. The two Gilmore's laughed.
"Well enjoy!" She said grabbing her coat. "I'm going to Luke's!"
"How much longer is this movie?" he asked while squinting a little.
"Come on you can stand it." She said chuckling.
"Yeah, you can say that. They don't creep you out." He said taking a sip of his coffee.
"Well, I'd say that there's about seventeen minutes left."
"Seventeen?" She nodded. "Not fifteen but seventeen?" he asked again.
"Yup. I've seen this enough to know that it's seventeen."
They finished watching the movie in seventeen minutes and Tristan sighed in relief. "Thank god that's over."
"See it wasn't that bad."
He smiled. "Better that you were here." He gave a quick kiss and smiled again.
"I do what I can." She said with a grin. He was great.
"I should be heading out." He said disappointed. "I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked while they stood by the front door.
"Tomorrow."
"It'll be a long night." He said. "If I get nightmares with oompa loompas, I'm calling you. It'll be your fault."
"Go ahead, I'll keep the phone by my ear." He gave her a quick kiss and opened the door and left.
"bye."