Chapter Three: Who're ya gunna call…?
"Whip it good!" Lorelai looked over at Luke, who was concentrating very hard on driving the car. "Come on Luke sing with me!"
Lorelai was bouncing around uncontrollably in her seat as 'Whip it' by Devo rang through the stereo. She was blaring out the lyrics at the top of her voice and Luke was gripping the steering wheel, trying not to lose control of the car.
"I'm kind of busy here Lorelai." He sounded stressed.
"You're no fun." She pouted and turned down the radio.
They had been driving for hours and weren't even halfway to Thunder Bay yet. Lorelai was getting tired.
"Should we stop? You are getting grumpy." Luke stated.
"I am not!"
"We are definitely stopping." Luke new her moods, and when she got his way, bad things were bound to happen. "Yell when you see a motel or something."
They drove in silence for a few minutes until, "AAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!"
Luke panicked. "WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?"
"There's a motel." Lorelai said calmly.
"Your weren't supposed to take 'yell' seriously."
"Pull over or you'll miss it!" Lorelai instructed, pointing at a dingy six- room motel on the side of the highway.
Luke parked the car directly in front of the reception. They quickly got out and stretched their legs, cracks being heard in all directions. Then they headed towards the front desk, where a shoddy looking man sat reading a newspaper. Lorelai rang the bell, determined not to go through what she and Rory were traumatized by at 'The Cheshire Cat.' He nearly hit the roof.
"You didn't have to do that." He growled as the set the paper on the table near-by.
"I know, but I have been scarred for life." Lorelai replied. She gave Luke some money for her share of the room costs and walked back out to the car to get their bags.
"What'd she mean?" The man asked Luke.
"Don't worry about it. She's just like that."
He nodded in understanding. "Me wife's like that too." Luke noticed a broad Australian accent in the man's voice. "Me name's Bruce."
"Hi Bruce, I'd like two rooms please." Luke laid the money on the counter.
"One would be cheaper for you two."
"Ahh…we aren't together like that." He said unsurely.
"Oh, I'll give ya adjoining rooms then eh?"
"That'd be great."
Minutes later everything was arranged and Bruce was leading Luke and Lorelai to their rooms.
"Fill in the slip if ya's won't brekky." He said, indicating a menu hanging off the doorknob. After taking them both through the spiel of how to treat their rooms, Bruce left. Lorelai followed Luke into his room and started to 'sus' everything out.
"Lorelai, this is my room." Luke said as he found a place for his bag.
"Yeah, I know." She said as she turned the light on and off again in the bathroom.
"Just making sure…" Luke stood with his arms crossed until Lorelai couldn't find anything else to hunt down and touch. She turned to him and neither moved. "So are you going to leave now so I can go to bed?"
"Fine! I'll go! I know where I'm not wanted! Goodnight." She left. Luke laughed as she tried to slam the door but it was on a slow-release spring so that couldn't be done. She pulled in as hard as she could, but as she applied more forced, the door seemed to stiffen up. Stiffening up herself, Lorelai turned on her heal and stomped off to her room.
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Twenty minutes later….
Luke had fallen asleep almost immediately as the strain of the past day had caught up with him, a road trip with Lorelai was no walk in the park, well you'd hope not wouldn't you? Anyway, to put it simply he was tired and he had fallen asleep. Lorelai, on the other hand, had not. She was lying in the standard motel sized bed, big enough for one and only just big enough for two. The sheets were cold and the whole room had a spooky feeling to it, especially in the dark. She put it down to bad Feng-Shui; the owner would be informed in the morning. But for now, she was feeling a little lonely and decided to go visit Luke.
The bed creaked as she got out of it, "Oh stop complaining!" she hissed. She made her way over to the door that separated their rooms. Pushing it open slowly, she slipped through as quietly as she could.
Luke had left the curtains open that draped over the largest window in the room. Thus, creating enough light for Lorelai to find her way around in the semi-dark without stubbing her toes. She padded lightly over to his bed where she saw him sound asleep, hugging a pillow. A smile spread across her lips as she noticed how different he looked without his hat, which was hung over the light shade on the bedside table. Reaching over, she placed a hand on his shoulder and shook softly.
"Luke…wake up…" she whispered. He turned in his sleep, still clutching the pillow to his chest.
"But mum…I don't like ponies…" he wined. Lorelai giggled. She shook harder.
"Luke, unless they are hiding in the cupboard, there are no ponies. Wake up you big lump!" she said, her voice level rising slightly. Luke's eyes opened slightly, a frown appearing on his face when he realised he had just been woken up. He squinted into the darkness.
"What?" he mumbled.
"I'm lonely and my room is scaring me." she said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
"I'm not calling ghost busters for you." Luke held onto the pillow, still a little confused.
"Ha ha. You are hilarious; you should meet up with the cast of Monty Python and do a comeback special together. It's a shame Eric Idle died, he was the funniest of the bunch."
"Did you come in her for a reason or are you trying to plant nightmares in my head? I was busy here…if you didn't notice."
"Yes I have a reason! My bed was cold and my room was going all 'Exorcist' on me, so I came in here to visit. And you weren't busy, you were asleep!"
"I was busy having a wonderful dream about…stuff." Luke berated himself for nearly letting slip that he was dreaming about dancing with Lorelai in a large room with an orchestra playing a beautiful melody in the background, a thousand yellow daises and a magnificent white ball gown adorning Lorelai's shape perfectly…back to reality mate…
"Well I'm sorry but stuff will have to wait, scoot over." She began to lift up the sheets.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm getting in, move over." Luke rolled over to let Lorelai in beside him, still hugging the pillow. Lorelai reached for it. "You know, if I'm gunna sleep here then I kinda need a pillow."
"Oh, right here you go." He set it up against the head of the bed. Lorelai settled herself into it, sighing a little at the warmth he had created. They were both silent for a moment, Luke mainly because he was still confused as to what was happening and Lorelai because she was getting used to the feeling of having him so close. A question sprung to her mind.
"Do you like funny bottoms?" she asked, turning towards him slightly.
"What?" Luke gave her a strange look.
"Pajama bottoms, do you like those ones that have little cartoons that are supposed to be funny and never are on them?" she explained.
"No, can't say I do." He answered honestly.
"Good." Luke was still confused, but wrote it off to being one of Lorelai's late night moods. "Goodnight." She said.
"Goodnight"
Minutes passed and the only sounds in the room were the ticking of a small clock on the desk and the light breathing of the pair in bed. Neither slept.
Lorelai suddenly got the urge to be even closer to the man next to her and sought out his hand that lay to the side if him under the covers. She grasped it and pulled him closer. He didn't object. She wriggled over so she had her back flush with his chest. Luke muttered something under his breath.
"Huh?" Lorelai asked, tilting her head backwards.
"I'm not very good at this 'cuddling' thing." He admitted. "It's been awhile."
"You and me both buddy." She replied softly. "Although, you did seem to have something good goin' on with that pillow when I arrived," Luke snorted. "Just put your arms there," she guided them so his hands rested on her stomach and his arms wrapped around her body, "perfect."
"Yeah." He agreed. Then he felt Lorelai entangle her legs with his, burying her feet.
"My feet were cold." She said as a way of explanation.
"Ok," he paused. "Goodnight Lorelai."
"Goodnight Luke." They both smiled into the darkness. "I'll be your pillow tonight." Lorelai said simply.
"Ok."
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OH MY GOD! I cant believe how many times I had to change that chap to prevent it sounding like a cheesy romance novel, I don't think I was very successful, oh well, PLZ REVIEW!!! Not entirely sure where this is going….apart from Thunder Bay ofcorz heheehehe…suggestions!! Hehehe plz! Ok going to bed now….
"Whip it good!" Lorelai looked over at Luke, who was concentrating very hard on driving the car. "Come on Luke sing with me!"
Lorelai was bouncing around uncontrollably in her seat as 'Whip it' by Devo rang through the stereo. She was blaring out the lyrics at the top of her voice and Luke was gripping the steering wheel, trying not to lose control of the car.
"I'm kind of busy here Lorelai." He sounded stressed.
"You're no fun." She pouted and turned down the radio.
They had been driving for hours and weren't even halfway to Thunder Bay yet. Lorelai was getting tired.
"Should we stop? You are getting grumpy." Luke stated.
"I am not!"
"We are definitely stopping." Luke new her moods, and when she got his way, bad things were bound to happen. "Yell when you see a motel or something."
They drove in silence for a few minutes until, "AAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!"
Luke panicked. "WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?"
"There's a motel." Lorelai said calmly.
"Your weren't supposed to take 'yell' seriously."
"Pull over or you'll miss it!" Lorelai instructed, pointing at a dingy six- room motel on the side of the highway.
Luke parked the car directly in front of the reception. They quickly got out and stretched their legs, cracks being heard in all directions. Then they headed towards the front desk, where a shoddy looking man sat reading a newspaper. Lorelai rang the bell, determined not to go through what she and Rory were traumatized by at 'The Cheshire Cat.' He nearly hit the roof.
"You didn't have to do that." He growled as the set the paper on the table near-by.
"I know, but I have been scarred for life." Lorelai replied. She gave Luke some money for her share of the room costs and walked back out to the car to get their bags.
"What'd she mean?" The man asked Luke.
"Don't worry about it. She's just like that."
He nodded in understanding. "Me wife's like that too." Luke noticed a broad Australian accent in the man's voice. "Me name's Bruce."
"Hi Bruce, I'd like two rooms please." Luke laid the money on the counter.
"One would be cheaper for you two."
"Ahh…we aren't together like that." He said unsurely.
"Oh, I'll give ya adjoining rooms then eh?"
"That'd be great."
Minutes later everything was arranged and Bruce was leading Luke and Lorelai to their rooms.
"Fill in the slip if ya's won't brekky." He said, indicating a menu hanging off the doorknob. After taking them both through the spiel of how to treat their rooms, Bruce left. Lorelai followed Luke into his room and started to 'sus' everything out.
"Lorelai, this is my room." Luke said as he found a place for his bag.
"Yeah, I know." She said as she turned the light on and off again in the bathroom.
"Just making sure…" Luke stood with his arms crossed until Lorelai couldn't find anything else to hunt down and touch. She turned to him and neither moved. "So are you going to leave now so I can go to bed?"
"Fine! I'll go! I know where I'm not wanted! Goodnight." She left. Luke laughed as she tried to slam the door but it was on a slow-release spring so that couldn't be done. She pulled in as hard as she could, but as she applied more forced, the door seemed to stiffen up. Stiffening up herself, Lorelai turned on her heal and stomped off to her room.
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Twenty minutes later….
Luke had fallen asleep almost immediately as the strain of the past day had caught up with him, a road trip with Lorelai was no walk in the park, well you'd hope not wouldn't you? Anyway, to put it simply he was tired and he had fallen asleep. Lorelai, on the other hand, had not. She was lying in the standard motel sized bed, big enough for one and only just big enough for two. The sheets were cold and the whole room had a spooky feeling to it, especially in the dark. She put it down to bad Feng-Shui; the owner would be informed in the morning. But for now, she was feeling a little lonely and decided to go visit Luke.
The bed creaked as she got out of it, "Oh stop complaining!" she hissed. She made her way over to the door that separated their rooms. Pushing it open slowly, she slipped through as quietly as she could.
Luke had left the curtains open that draped over the largest window in the room. Thus, creating enough light for Lorelai to find her way around in the semi-dark without stubbing her toes. She padded lightly over to his bed where she saw him sound asleep, hugging a pillow. A smile spread across her lips as she noticed how different he looked without his hat, which was hung over the light shade on the bedside table. Reaching over, she placed a hand on his shoulder and shook softly.
"Luke…wake up…" she whispered. He turned in his sleep, still clutching the pillow to his chest.
"But mum…I don't like ponies…" he wined. Lorelai giggled. She shook harder.
"Luke, unless they are hiding in the cupboard, there are no ponies. Wake up you big lump!" she said, her voice level rising slightly. Luke's eyes opened slightly, a frown appearing on his face when he realised he had just been woken up. He squinted into the darkness.
"What?" he mumbled.
"I'm lonely and my room is scaring me." she said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
"I'm not calling ghost busters for you." Luke held onto the pillow, still a little confused.
"Ha ha. You are hilarious; you should meet up with the cast of Monty Python and do a comeback special together. It's a shame Eric Idle died, he was the funniest of the bunch."
"Did you come in her for a reason or are you trying to plant nightmares in my head? I was busy here…if you didn't notice."
"Yes I have a reason! My bed was cold and my room was going all 'Exorcist' on me, so I came in here to visit. And you weren't busy, you were asleep!"
"I was busy having a wonderful dream about…stuff." Luke berated himself for nearly letting slip that he was dreaming about dancing with Lorelai in a large room with an orchestra playing a beautiful melody in the background, a thousand yellow daises and a magnificent white ball gown adorning Lorelai's shape perfectly…back to reality mate…
"Well I'm sorry but stuff will have to wait, scoot over." She began to lift up the sheets.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm getting in, move over." Luke rolled over to let Lorelai in beside him, still hugging the pillow. Lorelai reached for it. "You know, if I'm gunna sleep here then I kinda need a pillow."
"Oh, right here you go." He set it up against the head of the bed. Lorelai settled herself into it, sighing a little at the warmth he had created. They were both silent for a moment, Luke mainly because he was still confused as to what was happening and Lorelai because she was getting used to the feeling of having him so close. A question sprung to her mind.
"Do you like funny bottoms?" she asked, turning towards him slightly.
"What?" Luke gave her a strange look.
"Pajama bottoms, do you like those ones that have little cartoons that are supposed to be funny and never are on them?" she explained.
"No, can't say I do." He answered honestly.
"Good." Luke was still confused, but wrote it off to being one of Lorelai's late night moods. "Goodnight." She said.
"Goodnight"
Minutes passed and the only sounds in the room were the ticking of a small clock on the desk and the light breathing of the pair in bed. Neither slept.
Lorelai suddenly got the urge to be even closer to the man next to her and sought out his hand that lay to the side if him under the covers. She grasped it and pulled him closer. He didn't object. She wriggled over so she had her back flush with his chest. Luke muttered something under his breath.
"Huh?" Lorelai asked, tilting her head backwards.
"I'm not very good at this 'cuddling' thing." He admitted. "It's been awhile."
"You and me both buddy." She replied softly. "Although, you did seem to have something good goin' on with that pillow when I arrived," Luke snorted. "Just put your arms there," she guided them so his hands rested on her stomach and his arms wrapped around her body, "perfect."
"Yeah." He agreed. Then he felt Lorelai entangle her legs with his, burying her feet.
"My feet were cold." She said as a way of explanation.
"Ok," he paused. "Goodnight Lorelai."
"Goodnight Luke." They both smiled into the darkness. "I'll be your pillow tonight." Lorelai said simply.
"Ok."
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OH MY GOD! I cant believe how many times I had to change that chap to prevent it sounding like a cheesy romance novel, I don't think I was very successful, oh well, PLZ REVIEW!!! Not entirely sure where this is going….apart from Thunder Bay ofcorz heheehehe…suggestions!! Hehehe plz! Ok going to bed now….