Christmas 1995
Summary: This is a story of a Gilmore Girls Christmas, when Rory was 11, and they just moved into "the crap shack". It's kinda a mother-daughter ficlet, with a little JavaJunkie too.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters from the show. However, I wish I could own Jess.
It was December of 1995, and Lorelai and Rory Gilmore were busy moving from their apartment at the Inn, to their new home that Lorelai had recently bought.
Lorelai: This place needs a name.
Rory: I agree.
Lorelai: It doesn't deserve anything worthy; it's a pretty crappy house, which soon will be taken over by the inner me who tries to be a designer.
Rory: Oooooooooooooooo. I got it!!
Lorelai: What?
Rory: The crap shack.
Lorelai: You are a genius.
Rory: Yeah, it fits.
Lorelai: Welcome to the "Crap Shack", home of Lorelai and Rory Gilmore. As you see on the left, we have a lovely view of gnome city...... (Lorelai got into a Robin Leech voice, and started giving a make believe tour of the house to someone.)
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The next morning, Rory met up with Lane, and they discussed their purchases of the holiday season.
Rory: So, what did you get your mom?
Lane: I got her some perfume.
Rory: You got your mom perfume?
Lane: I know, she probably won't like it.
Rory: Yeah. I don't either.
Lane: Taking the perfume back. What did you get people this year?
Rory: Well, I got my mom a red coffee maker. I thought it would be a nice way to have coffee in our new house with a new coffee maker.
Lane: Right, good thought.
Rory: I got Sookie a gift certificate from Kitchens Plus, a great new store in Hartford.
Lane: Anything else?
Rory: Well, you, but what fun would that be if I told you what it was.
Lane: You're right.
***Later that night, walking to Luke's***
Lorelai: So, what are we going to do for the next two weeks?
Rory: I dunno. I thought maybe I would help you out at the inn some, and maybe watch a lot of movies.
Lorelai: Rory, look.
Rory: What?
Lorelai: The sign on Luke's says closed. How often is Luke's Diner closed?
Rory: Maybe he's closed for the holidays.
Lorelai: Luke Danes closed for the holidays. Does he even believe in holidays?
Rory: Mom, he's in the back storage room. Look at the light.
Lorelai started pounding on the door
Lorelai: Luuuuuuuuuuuke. Open up. We need coffee. There was no answer Lorelai: Fine. We'll just leave. We will just die of uncaffination. Rory: Mom, there is no such word as "uncaffination". Lorelai: I know, but it sounded really good. Rory: Okkkaaaaay. If that's what you think. Back at the "crap shack" Lorelai: Rory!!!!!!!!!!! Rory: What? Lorelai: Let's decorate the tree tonight!!
Rory: Okay. But you have to promise that you'll let me listen to Christmas music while we do it.
Lorelai: I suppose. But it's only because I love you.
Rory: Thanks mom.
After about an hour of decorating the tree.....
Lorelai: Hey, let's watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas. I'm in a Christmas-movie mood.
Rory: Oooooooooooooo! Yeah! My favorite movie!!! I'll go get the popcorn.
Lorelai: And pop it in what? Our imaginary microwave?
Rory: Oh right. I'll call Joe's then.
Lorelai: Good idea. Get the pizza with everything. I'm also in an "I want everything on my pizza" mood.
Rory: Wow. We are multi-moody tonight, huh?
Lorelai: Yeah. You should just be glad that I'm not in a PMSy sort of mood. Then you would really be in trouble.
Rory: Yeah. We're lucky that that only happens one time a month.
Lorelai: You know it.
After two hours of The Grinch, Rory was sound asleep, only snoring mildly, on her mother's lap. Lorelai then kissed her daughter on the cheek, and whispered, Love ya sweets in her ear, took a pillow, and laid her head on the back of the couch. There, in the middle of the living room the two slept. The couch was set in the middle of the living room, with the TV and VCR, the only appliances hooked up in the house. And there was a Joe' Pizza box on the floor. Oh, and the Christmas tree was in the opposite corner with the lights half strung, and boxes of ornaments strewn on the floor.
The next morning, Rory was the first one awake. Lorelai walked in to where her daughter's new room was, and saw her 11 year old daughter putting travel posters up of Fez. On the opposite side of the room, Rory had a dresser full of books. Then, Lorelai heard knocking on the door.
Lorelai: Coming......
Opens the door
Lorelai: Luke, what are you doing here?
Luke: I thought that you needed help today, so I came to help you out with the electrical and moving of the furniture part.
Lorelai: Right. Because I don't know how a 27 and 11 year old are going to get this all done by ourselves. (Still a little confused, but it was okay. Luke, however looked upset, and Lorelai didn't know why.)
Luke: That's what I thought.
Lorelai: Well, thank you. I see you have coffee in your hand.
Rory: Mom, who is....Oh hi Luke. Where's my coffee.
Lorelai: Yeah, Luke. Where's Rory's coffee.
Luke: She's 11, she doesn't need coffee.
Rory: Oh, but I do. I won't be able to go on. I must have coffee.
Luke: I'll go get you some, while you to figure out where you want things.
Lorelai: Thank you Lukey.
Luke: That's it no coffee.
Lorelai: Sorry. I mean. Thank you Luke.
Luke: Rory, ya know, if you weren't so cute, I wouldn't put up with your mother like I do. I hope you know that.
Rory: Oh I do. I do.
The two sat there and laughed for a while. And then decided where things were supposed to go. The house was going to be awesome. Only because it was now the home of Lorelai and Rory Gilmore.
There was still a big moving truck outside of the house. In that truck was Rory's bed and dresser. Rory was going to have the only downstairs room. With access to what Lorelai called "the bad bathroom" and kitchen.
Lorelai was going to take a room upstairs. It was going to be weird. It was like she was going to be away from Rory. Because in their apartment, the two shared a room, and their beds were a mere two feet away from each other.
Luke came back about 15 minutes later with coffee for Rory. The three started to work.
Within four hours, the house was beginning to look like a home, with the exception of boxes stacked everywhere. But at least they had their own rooms, and beds for that matter.
~A/N: Whaddya think? It was just an idea I came upon at work with Christmas music playing. I think I am going to have the next chapter be about the dreaded "is it Christmas already" at the grandparents' house. Please review! They keep a writer going strong. Give me ideas on what should go on.
Summary: This is a story of a Gilmore Girls Christmas, when Rory was 11, and they just moved into "the crap shack". It's kinda a mother-daughter ficlet, with a little JavaJunkie too.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters from the show. However, I wish I could own Jess.
It was December of 1995, and Lorelai and Rory Gilmore were busy moving from their apartment at the Inn, to their new home that Lorelai had recently bought.
Lorelai: This place needs a name.
Rory: I agree.
Lorelai: It doesn't deserve anything worthy; it's a pretty crappy house, which soon will be taken over by the inner me who tries to be a designer.
Rory: Oooooooooooooooo. I got it!!
Lorelai: What?
Rory: The crap shack.
Lorelai: You are a genius.
Rory: Yeah, it fits.
Lorelai: Welcome to the "Crap Shack", home of Lorelai and Rory Gilmore. As you see on the left, we have a lovely view of gnome city...... (Lorelai got into a Robin Leech voice, and started giving a make believe tour of the house to someone.)
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The next morning, Rory met up with Lane, and they discussed their purchases of the holiday season.
Rory: So, what did you get your mom?
Lane: I got her some perfume.
Rory: You got your mom perfume?
Lane: I know, she probably won't like it.
Rory: Yeah. I don't either.
Lane: Taking the perfume back. What did you get people this year?
Rory: Well, I got my mom a red coffee maker. I thought it would be a nice way to have coffee in our new house with a new coffee maker.
Lane: Right, good thought.
Rory: I got Sookie a gift certificate from Kitchens Plus, a great new store in Hartford.
Lane: Anything else?
Rory: Well, you, but what fun would that be if I told you what it was.
Lane: You're right.
***Later that night, walking to Luke's***
Lorelai: So, what are we going to do for the next two weeks?
Rory: I dunno. I thought maybe I would help you out at the inn some, and maybe watch a lot of movies.
Lorelai: Rory, look.
Rory: What?
Lorelai: The sign on Luke's says closed. How often is Luke's Diner closed?
Rory: Maybe he's closed for the holidays.
Lorelai: Luke Danes closed for the holidays. Does he even believe in holidays?
Rory: Mom, he's in the back storage room. Look at the light.
Lorelai started pounding on the door
Lorelai: Luuuuuuuuuuuke. Open up. We need coffee. There was no answer Lorelai: Fine. We'll just leave. We will just die of uncaffination. Rory: Mom, there is no such word as "uncaffination". Lorelai: I know, but it sounded really good. Rory: Okkkaaaaay. If that's what you think. Back at the "crap shack" Lorelai: Rory!!!!!!!!!!! Rory: What? Lorelai: Let's decorate the tree tonight!!
Rory: Okay. But you have to promise that you'll let me listen to Christmas music while we do it.
Lorelai: I suppose. But it's only because I love you.
Rory: Thanks mom.
After about an hour of decorating the tree.....
Lorelai: Hey, let's watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas. I'm in a Christmas-movie mood.
Rory: Oooooooooooooo! Yeah! My favorite movie!!! I'll go get the popcorn.
Lorelai: And pop it in what? Our imaginary microwave?
Rory: Oh right. I'll call Joe's then.
Lorelai: Good idea. Get the pizza with everything. I'm also in an "I want everything on my pizza" mood.
Rory: Wow. We are multi-moody tonight, huh?
Lorelai: Yeah. You should just be glad that I'm not in a PMSy sort of mood. Then you would really be in trouble.
Rory: Yeah. We're lucky that that only happens one time a month.
Lorelai: You know it.
After two hours of The Grinch, Rory was sound asleep, only snoring mildly, on her mother's lap. Lorelai then kissed her daughter on the cheek, and whispered, Love ya sweets in her ear, took a pillow, and laid her head on the back of the couch. There, in the middle of the living room the two slept. The couch was set in the middle of the living room, with the TV and VCR, the only appliances hooked up in the house. And there was a Joe' Pizza box on the floor. Oh, and the Christmas tree was in the opposite corner with the lights half strung, and boxes of ornaments strewn on the floor.
The next morning, Rory was the first one awake. Lorelai walked in to where her daughter's new room was, and saw her 11 year old daughter putting travel posters up of Fez. On the opposite side of the room, Rory had a dresser full of books. Then, Lorelai heard knocking on the door.
Lorelai: Coming......
Opens the door
Lorelai: Luke, what are you doing here?
Luke: I thought that you needed help today, so I came to help you out with the electrical and moving of the furniture part.
Lorelai: Right. Because I don't know how a 27 and 11 year old are going to get this all done by ourselves. (Still a little confused, but it was okay. Luke, however looked upset, and Lorelai didn't know why.)
Luke: That's what I thought.
Lorelai: Well, thank you. I see you have coffee in your hand.
Rory: Mom, who is....Oh hi Luke. Where's my coffee.
Lorelai: Yeah, Luke. Where's Rory's coffee.
Luke: She's 11, she doesn't need coffee.
Rory: Oh, but I do. I won't be able to go on. I must have coffee.
Luke: I'll go get you some, while you to figure out where you want things.
Lorelai: Thank you Lukey.
Luke: That's it no coffee.
Lorelai: Sorry. I mean. Thank you Luke.
Luke: Rory, ya know, if you weren't so cute, I wouldn't put up with your mother like I do. I hope you know that.
Rory: Oh I do. I do.
The two sat there and laughed for a while. And then decided where things were supposed to go. The house was going to be awesome. Only because it was now the home of Lorelai and Rory Gilmore.
There was still a big moving truck outside of the house. In that truck was Rory's bed and dresser. Rory was going to have the only downstairs room. With access to what Lorelai called "the bad bathroom" and kitchen.
Lorelai was going to take a room upstairs. It was going to be weird. It was like she was going to be away from Rory. Because in their apartment, the two shared a room, and their beds were a mere two feet away from each other.
Luke came back about 15 minutes later with coffee for Rory. The three started to work.
Within four hours, the house was beginning to look like a home, with the exception of boxes stacked everywhere. But at least they had their own rooms, and beds for that matter.
~A/N: Whaddya think? It was just an idea I came upon at work with Christmas music playing. I think I am going to have the next chapter be about the dreaded "is it Christmas already" at the grandparents' house. Please review! They keep a writer going strong. Give me ideas on what should go on.