Just One Week. Part Twenty
Disclaimer: We own no characters. In fact, we own nothing. Nothing at all. We're poor students. (do you pity us yet? If so, you can donate to the Blonde-Brunette university fund.)
Extremely Important Authors Note: This here is a must read. At least, we'd like to think so. Because if you're gonna take the time to read 912 words that we wrote, what's another hundred? Anyways- we are nearing the end of this fanfic. We, being the authors, figure that it will end with Rory and Lane arriving home, so there's only a few parts left. Just so you know. Hopefully it will be complete before our fall term starts. So without further ado, on with the show. As long as you keep reviewing. Because most of you don't. Only d-nise reviewed after part 19. We cried. We're still crying. And we feel very unloved by everyone. Except for d- nise. D-nise: we feel the love, and thanks. P.S.- stick with it for the Lorelai part. It's kinda long, but we wanted to follow the same format that we've been using all along. Read it. It's worth it.
PART TWENTY:
Cut to Lorelai getting ready for bed.
Lorelai: I hate Kirk. Who in their right mind needs flour at four in the morning? Only Kirk. Then again, he's not really in his right mind, now is he? Look, I'm talking to myself again. RORY! I need my Rory. Wait a minute (turns to the dresser as if she's talking to it) she gets home tomorrow!! Yes, my baby's coming home! (walks over to the nightstand) You know, it'll be so good to have her home, but so much has happened since she left-well then again, actually. nothing has happened. How depressing is that, I'm a woman who's life revolves around her teenage daughter and cannot seem to properly function when she's not around. (Looks back at the dresser) Well, at least I had Luke this week, without him I'd probably be insane right now. (turns back to the nightstand) Well, more than usual. (back to the dresser as she lays on bed) I can't-ugh, I can't help but wonder.what was Luke going to say before Kirk came over. He looked.intense. (flips over to look at the night stand) A new look for him. (speaking to the dresser once again) He has many looks though.he can be gruff, kinda sweet.handsome, entertaining.wait! (turns back to night stand) This is Luke I'm talking about.my Lukie. My Lukie. (stares at the ceiling) Oh does that sound weird to hear out loud. But Luke and I are just friends. So technically he's not MY Lukie. (to the night stand) But what if he was someone else's Lukie.whoa-that would be weird. (yawns) I mean Rachel was one thing, she was his past but.what if there was someone new.wow. Luke with a girl? The only females he's really around are me and Rory. (once again, the dresser) And of course Miss. Patty sometimes comes into the diner but-no, she wouldn't!! (sits straight up in bed) Luke and Miss. Patty?!?! Now that's laughable. (flops back on the bed) But still, Luke will eventually find someone.some hot chica that's all over him, I'm sure. Woah, that would be just a tad awkward. (stares at the ceiling) Why though? (yawning) I mean.we are just friends.I'm sure that's all we'll ever.(sleeping)
Cut to Rory, Lane, Chris and Sherry sitting in a restaurant. There are four plates on the table, two are completely empty and two have over half of the food on them. Chris and Rory have pushed their chairs out slightly from the table and partially slumped down.
Rory: I am SO stuffed.
Chris: Me too.
Sherry: How did you finish all that food?
Lane: Ah, Rory's done better before. Remember that time when we ordered everything that had fruit on it from the waffle place in Hartford.
Rory: They were so good. You only ate, like, half a waffle.
Lane: Rory had just under five belgian waffles.
Sherry: That's horrible. Those little circle things?
Lane: The plate sized ones.
Chris: You finished five?
Rory: Not quite. I could've, but they all had fruit toppings and whipped cream, and I had 6 mugs of coffee.
Chris: Well then, nice try. Better luck next time.
Rory: Hey, next time you're in Stars Hollow we'll drive to Hartford and see who can eat more.
Chris: I always win.
Rory: Last time was two years ago and my stomach capacity has greatly increased.
Lane: Last week she out-ate Lorelai.
Chris: What?
Sherry: I take it Lorelai is normally involved in these eating contests.
Rory: She was the reigning queen until she let me choose the restaurant.
Lane stifles a laugh.
Chris: You didn't!
Rory looks sheepish.
Lane: Oh, she did.
Chris: That's horrible.
Sherry: Fill in the bystander?
Chris: There is only one type of food that Lorelai denies house entrance to.
Sherry: And that's what you chose?
Rory smiles guiltly.
Chris: Sandeep's. It's the Indian food place in Stars Hollow.
Lane: Lorelai came really close to burning the house down this time, but then she realized that she smelled just like the house.
Shelly: What?
Rory: She says that the only way to get rid of the smell is to burn the house down.
Chris: Did you know that in high school she loved Indian food. There was a little Indian food place just down the block from the school. We used to skip the class right before lunch.
Sherry looks rather uncomfortable at this revelation.
Rory: You're so kidding.
Chris: Not at all.
Lane: Rory, you have some awesome new ammo.
Rory: I'll have to meticulously plan the usage of this information.
Sherry: I hate to break up this wonderful breakfast, but we should really head out.
Chris: Couldn't we stay a little bit longer?
Sherry: We have to pack and check out. Our plane leaves soon.
Rory: And we should head out to.
Lane: I get to drive first.
Rory: No way are you driving in this city.
Lane: OK, then as soon as we're on the highway we switch.
Chris: With the amount of food Rory ate, you'll get a chance to switch drivers at the first rest stop.
Rory: Ha. Ha.
Sherry: It's been great seeing you both.
Rory: Nice to see you again too.
Chris: Have a really safe drive home, girls.
Rory: Really safe as in Volvo safe, or--
Chris: Stop. You're worse than your mother.
Rory: See you soon?
Chris: Yeah. Soon.
Rory: Bye Dad.
Chris: Bye Rory. Lane. Drive safe.
Disclaimer: We own no characters. In fact, we own nothing. Nothing at all. We're poor students. (do you pity us yet? If so, you can donate to the Blonde-Brunette university fund.)
Extremely Important Authors Note: This here is a must read. At least, we'd like to think so. Because if you're gonna take the time to read 912 words that we wrote, what's another hundred? Anyways- we are nearing the end of this fanfic. We, being the authors, figure that it will end with Rory and Lane arriving home, so there's only a few parts left. Just so you know. Hopefully it will be complete before our fall term starts. So without further ado, on with the show. As long as you keep reviewing. Because most of you don't. Only d-nise reviewed after part 19. We cried. We're still crying. And we feel very unloved by everyone. Except for d- nise. D-nise: we feel the love, and thanks. P.S.- stick with it for the Lorelai part. It's kinda long, but we wanted to follow the same format that we've been using all along. Read it. It's worth it.
PART TWENTY:
Cut to Lorelai getting ready for bed.
Lorelai: I hate Kirk. Who in their right mind needs flour at four in the morning? Only Kirk. Then again, he's not really in his right mind, now is he? Look, I'm talking to myself again. RORY! I need my Rory. Wait a minute (turns to the dresser as if she's talking to it) she gets home tomorrow!! Yes, my baby's coming home! (walks over to the nightstand) You know, it'll be so good to have her home, but so much has happened since she left-well then again, actually. nothing has happened. How depressing is that, I'm a woman who's life revolves around her teenage daughter and cannot seem to properly function when she's not around. (Looks back at the dresser) Well, at least I had Luke this week, without him I'd probably be insane right now. (turns back to the nightstand) Well, more than usual. (back to the dresser as she lays on bed) I can't-ugh, I can't help but wonder.what was Luke going to say before Kirk came over. He looked.intense. (flips over to look at the night stand) A new look for him. (speaking to the dresser once again) He has many looks though.he can be gruff, kinda sweet.handsome, entertaining.wait! (turns back to night stand) This is Luke I'm talking about.my Lukie. My Lukie. (stares at the ceiling) Oh does that sound weird to hear out loud. But Luke and I are just friends. So technically he's not MY Lukie. (to the night stand) But what if he was someone else's Lukie.whoa-that would be weird. (yawns) I mean Rachel was one thing, she was his past but.what if there was someone new.wow. Luke with a girl? The only females he's really around are me and Rory. (once again, the dresser) And of course Miss. Patty sometimes comes into the diner but-no, she wouldn't!! (sits straight up in bed) Luke and Miss. Patty?!?! Now that's laughable. (flops back on the bed) But still, Luke will eventually find someone.some hot chica that's all over him, I'm sure. Woah, that would be just a tad awkward. (stares at the ceiling) Why though? (yawning) I mean.we are just friends.I'm sure that's all we'll ever.(sleeping)
Cut to Rory, Lane, Chris and Sherry sitting in a restaurant. There are four plates on the table, two are completely empty and two have over half of the food on them. Chris and Rory have pushed their chairs out slightly from the table and partially slumped down.
Rory: I am SO stuffed.
Chris: Me too.
Sherry: How did you finish all that food?
Lane: Ah, Rory's done better before. Remember that time when we ordered everything that had fruit on it from the waffle place in Hartford.
Rory: They were so good. You only ate, like, half a waffle.
Lane: Rory had just under five belgian waffles.
Sherry: That's horrible. Those little circle things?
Lane: The plate sized ones.
Chris: You finished five?
Rory: Not quite. I could've, but they all had fruit toppings and whipped cream, and I had 6 mugs of coffee.
Chris: Well then, nice try. Better luck next time.
Rory: Hey, next time you're in Stars Hollow we'll drive to Hartford and see who can eat more.
Chris: I always win.
Rory: Last time was two years ago and my stomach capacity has greatly increased.
Lane: Last week she out-ate Lorelai.
Chris: What?
Sherry: I take it Lorelai is normally involved in these eating contests.
Rory: She was the reigning queen until she let me choose the restaurant.
Lane stifles a laugh.
Chris: You didn't!
Rory looks sheepish.
Lane: Oh, she did.
Chris: That's horrible.
Sherry: Fill in the bystander?
Chris: There is only one type of food that Lorelai denies house entrance to.
Sherry: And that's what you chose?
Rory smiles guiltly.
Chris: Sandeep's. It's the Indian food place in Stars Hollow.
Lane: Lorelai came really close to burning the house down this time, but then she realized that she smelled just like the house.
Shelly: What?
Rory: She says that the only way to get rid of the smell is to burn the house down.
Chris: Did you know that in high school she loved Indian food. There was a little Indian food place just down the block from the school. We used to skip the class right before lunch.
Sherry looks rather uncomfortable at this revelation.
Rory: You're so kidding.
Chris: Not at all.
Lane: Rory, you have some awesome new ammo.
Rory: I'll have to meticulously plan the usage of this information.
Sherry: I hate to break up this wonderful breakfast, but we should really head out.
Chris: Couldn't we stay a little bit longer?
Sherry: We have to pack and check out. Our plane leaves soon.
Rory: And we should head out to.
Lane: I get to drive first.
Rory: No way are you driving in this city.
Lane: OK, then as soon as we're on the highway we switch.
Chris: With the amount of food Rory ate, you'll get a chance to switch drivers at the first rest stop.
Rory: Ha. Ha.
Sherry: It's been great seeing you both.
Rory: Nice to see you again too.
Chris: Have a really safe drive home, girls.
Rory: Really safe as in Volvo safe, or--
Chris: Stop. You're worse than your mother.
Rory: See you soon?
Chris: Yeah. Soon.
Rory: Bye Dad.
Chris: Bye Rory. Lane. Drive safe.