Family Reunion
A/N: Labor Day Weekend is finally over. I hope you all's was as good as mine as we enjoy the last few weeks of summer (tear dribbles down my face). And the sadness of autumn begins. : ( So let us take a moment to remember the dear summer 2002.
(Silence)
May winter come soon! I know this story MAY still be around then, or my new story that I plan to begin. : ) The details are shushed.
So onto the story that takes place in the joyous season of summer!
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The day was finally coming to an end as Tristan and Rory danced to their last slow song of the night. For maybe many more were probably to come, at least in the eyes of many.
They departed from the dance floor, holding hands. "Tristan, C'mon, dear! We're going." His mother yelled to him, drunk as hell.
"Alright, mom!" He yelled back and turned back to Rory. "I've got to go, as you've heard from my drunk-ass mother." He smiled.
"I probably do to. I'll see you tomorrow, right?" She asked leaning in.
"Yeah, of course!" He leaned in also. They shared a long sweet kiss, until they departed a minute later.
"Well good night, Mary." He said and kissed her on the cheek, just to be able to feel her soft skin one last time.
"Good night, Prince Charming." Prince Charming. That was what she was going to call him.
He tilted his head in question, "Prince Charming." He repeated it to him self, "I like that. So you're Mary and I'm Prince Charming."
She laughed, "The bible and fairy tales."
"How original. Well I've got to go. Bye." He let go of her hand that he had subconsciously been holding.
"Bye, Prince Charming!" She said to him and waved as Lorelai walked up to her.
"Prince Charming? I like it. It's pretty original. And I know where you got that talent from," Lorelai said, and pointed to her self.
"Ah, yes, I've been learning very well, Master." Rory giggled.
"Yes you have, small, er, porcupine." Lorelai giggled back.
"Small Porcupine?" Rory asked questioningly.
"I told you, you get the original-ness from me, the master." Lorelai laughed as they headed to the car.
"Right." She nodded.
"Yes, I know I am. I always am." Lorelai joked.
"Of course, Master!"
She fake smiled back, and giggled like a cheerleader, "Why thank you!"
~*~
They arrived back in the hotel minutes later, and went to sleep quickly.
"Good night, Master."
"Good night, Small Porcupine."
Rory fell asleep quickly as she thought about seeing Tristan the next day.
"Wake up, sleepy head." Her mother bounced on her bed excitedly.
"It's seven frickin' thirty in the A.M., mother! Why? Why? Why?" She practically growled.
"Because, sweetie, we have to go to the reunion." Lorelai smiled.
"Oh, yeah. And I'll get to see Tristan and be treated as a child." Rory sighed and got out the bed.
"Tristan? Evil Bible boy, Tristan? We're related to him?!" Lorelai asked as if she didn't know what Rory was talking about.
"Stop it, mom. He's really sweet. You know, he caught me." She smiled dreamily.
"He caught you? Please tell me this was at school."
"No, yesterday."
"Well, I didn't see him, and even if he did 'catch' you, you didn't tell me, so it doesn't count." Lorelai laughed.
"Yes, I did tell you! I'm serious, mom, cut the crap like you don't know what I'm talking about. I told you and grandma and then we went to Starbucks!" Rory explained.
"My mother and I talked in your wacky dream? Excuse me, Dorothy, but clap your heels three times and say, 'I wish I were home, I wish I were home, I wish I were home'."
"It's no dream, remember the whole 'you're so original' conversation?" Rory asked quizzically.
"No, but I'm flattered." Lorelai smiled scared.
Rory tilted her head backwards and laughed in aggravation. "C'mon! You're scaring me!"
"I'M scaring YOU? Excuse me, miss, but leave and go get my daughter. Let's go, we're going to be late." Lorelai sighed and they left.
They arrived at the Gilmore Mansion, and walked into the ballroom. "I'm going to go get us the coffee, you go get us the seats." Lorelai told Rory, and made a beeline for the coffee.
She found some seats near the middle and sat, craning her neck to see if she could find him. And yet he wasn't anywhere.
"Here ya' go." Lorelai said to Rory. "Still looking for imaginary boyfriend?"
Rory frowned. This was such a nightmare.
Emily walked over to the table, "Good morning, Rory. Lorelai." She said frowning at her name.
"Did you two have a fight last night or something?" Rory asked them.
"Not that I know of. I haven't talked to you two since when I introduced the family." Emily replied.
"Oh yes, the dumb Gilmores from Maine." Lorelai sighed.
"They were not dumb!" Emily argued.
"They were!" Lorelai replied.
"No they were not!"
"Yes they were!"
"No they were not."
"Yes! They were!"
Rory screamed in frustration, and woke up panting.
"What a nightmare." She thought to herself. It was a dream. Dreams weren't supposed to seem that real, though. She had seen what life was like without Tristan there, and now that she had him, she wouldn't let go. She loved him. She LOVED him. And it didn't take a fight to make her say it, unlike her past relationship with Dean. It was REAL.
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I know, it's cheesy. But I really wanted to do a chappie like that! :D
Bye Bye's yall!
~Lovies
Baker
(Making everything end in 's' or 'ie'.or both!)
A/N: Labor Day Weekend is finally over. I hope you all's was as good as mine as we enjoy the last few weeks of summer (tear dribbles down my face). And the sadness of autumn begins. : ( So let us take a moment to remember the dear summer 2002.
(Silence)
May winter come soon! I know this story MAY still be around then, or my new story that I plan to begin. : ) The details are shushed.
So onto the story that takes place in the joyous season of summer!
_________
The day was finally coming to an end as Tristan and Rory danced to their last slow song of the night. For maybe many more were probably to come, at least in the eyes of many.
They departed from the dance floor, holding hands. "Tristan, C'mon, dear! We're going." His mother yelled to him, drunk as hell.
"Alright, mom!" He yelled back and turned back to Rory. "I've got to go, as you've heard from my drunk-ass mother." He smiled.
"I probably do to. I'll see you tomorrow, right?" She asked leaning in.
"Yeah, of course!" He leaned in also. They shared a long sweet kiss, until they departed a minute later.
"Well good night, Mary." He said and kissed her on the cheek, just to be able to feel her soft skin one last time.
"Good night, Prince Charming." Prince Charming. That was what she was going to call him.
He tilted his head in question, "Prince Charming." He repeated it to him self, "I like that. So you're Mary and I'm Prince Charming."
She laughed, "The bible and fairy tales."
"How original. Well I've got to go. Bye." He let go of her hand that he had subconsciously been holding.
"Bye, Prince Charming!" She said to him and waved as Lorelai walked up to her.
"Prince Charming? I like it. It's pretty original. And I know where you got that talent from," Lorelai said, and pointed to her self.
"Ah, yes, I've been learning very well, Master." Rory giggled.
"Yes you have, small, er, porcupine." Lorelai giggled back.
"Small Porcupine?" Rory asked questioningly.
"I told you, you get the original-ness from me, the master." Lorelai laughed as they headed to the car.
"Right." She nodded.
"Yes, I know I am. I always am." Lorelai joked.
"Of course, Master!"
She fake smiled back, and giggled like a cheerleader, "Why thank you!"
~*~
They arrived back in the hotel minutes later, and went to sleep quickly.
"Good night, Master."
"Good night, Small Porcupine."
Rory fell asleep quickly as she thought about seeing Tristan the next day.
"Wake up, sleepy head." Her mother bounced on her bed excitedly.
"It's seven frickin' thirty in the A.M., mother! Why? Why? Why?" She practically growled.
"Because, sweetie, we have to go to the reunion." Lorelai smiled.
"Oh, yeah. And I'll get to see Tristan and be treated as a child." Rory sighed and got out the bed.
"Tristan? Evil Bible boy, Tristan? We're related to him?!" Lorelai asked as if she didn't know what Rory was talking about.
"Stop it, mom. He's really sweet. You know, he caught me." She smiled dreamily.
"He caught you? Please tell me this was at school."
"No, yesterday."
"Well, I didn't see him, and even if he did 'catch' you, you didn't tell me, so it doesn't count." Lorelai laughed.
"Yes, I did tell you! I'm serious, mom, cut the crap like you don't know what I'm talking about. I told you and grandma and then we went to Starbucks!" Rory explained.
"My mother and I talked in your wacky dream? Excuse me, Dorothy, but clap your heels three times and say, 'I wish I were home, I wish I were home, I wish I were home'."
"It's no dream, remember the whole 'you're so original' conversation?" Rory asked quizzically.
"No, but I'm flattered." Lorelai smiled scared.
Rory tilted her head backwards and laughed in aggravation. "C'mon! You're scaring me!"
"I'M scaring YOU? Excuse me, miss, but leave and go get my daughter. Let's go, we're going to be late." Lorelai sighed and they left.
They arrived at the Gilmore Mansion, and walked into the ballroom. "I'm going to go get us the coffee, you go get us the seats." Lorelai told Rory, and made a beeline for the coffee.
She found some seats near the middle and sat, craning her neck to see if she could find him. And yet he wasn't anywhere.
"Here ya' go." Lorelai said to Rory. "Still looking for imaginary boyfriend?"
Rory frowned. This was such a nightmare.
Emily walked over to the table, "Good morning, Rory. Lorelai." She said frowning at her name.
"Did you two have a fight last night or something?" Rory asked them.
"Not that I know of. I haven't talked to you two since when I introduced the family." Emily replied.
"Oh yes, the dumb Gilmores from Maine." Lorelai sighed.
"They were not dumb!" Emily argued.
"They were!" Lorelai replied.
"No they were not!"
"Yes they were!"
"No they were not."
"Yes! They were!"
Rory screamed in frustration, and woke up panting.
"What a nightmare." She thought to herself. It was a dream. Dreams weren't supposed to seem that real, though. She had seen what life was like without Tristan there, and now that she had him, she wouldn't let go. She loved him. She LOVED him. And it didn't take a fight to make her say it, unlike her past relationship with Dean. It was REAL.
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I know, it's cheesy. But I really wanted to do a chappie like that! :D
Bye Bye's yall!
~Lovies
Baker
(Making everything end in 's' or 'ie'.or both!)