Title: All I Want For Christmas Is You
Summary: It's Christmas in Stars Hollow, and romance is in the air.
Pairings: R/J, L/L, L/C
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Humor
Setup: Dean and Rory broke up at the Dance Marathon, but Jess did not follow Rory to the bridge, and they act like nothing's between them. Lorelai didn't go to Sherrie's baby show, and she and Rory are still not speaking to Chris. The rest of the show is the same. Set to "All I Want For Christmas Is You" by Mariah Carey. I cut and moved and pasted and altered the lyrics to fit my own needs, but they're still not mine.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the lyrics.
Distribution: Sure, why not? Just email me and tell me where.
Author's Note: Pure, cheesy, one hundred percent Christmas fluff. I'm in the Christmas spirit. I can't help myself. It's a sickness. The chapters are going to be short and fluffy, because I'm working on "The Waiting Room" and that takes up a lot of my time.
Feedback: Yes. Please. No flames. Thank you.
*****************All I Want For Christmas Is You***************** ~~~~Chapter One: I Don't Want A Lot For Christmas~~~~
..I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree..
"MOM!" Rory Gilmore yelled as she came into her home, frantically doing the buttons on her jacket and jamming a beanie on to her head.
"I know, I know!" Lorelai replied as she hastily came downstairs, pulling on a coat much like Rory's and madly brushing her hair.
"Reviews are today, I can't be late!" Rory cried as the pair ran to the car.
"I still don't understand this damn school system," Lorelai said as she shoved her keys into the ignition and started up the Jeep. "No dead week? What is the world coming to?"
"Their explanation was that it puts more responsibility-"
"Pressure!" Lorelai interjected."
"-On you to have to study on your own as opposed to having the reviews the week before finals."
"It's still stupid," Lorelai complained, driving carefully on the snowy streets. "Now you have to spend your entire Christmas vacation studying.
"I know, it sucks." Rory sighed, digging through her backpack to be certain she had all the correct books.
"Can't you just blow them off? It's senior year, it won't affect you," Lorelai persuaded.
"Mom."
"Yes, yes," Lorelai sighed.
"Do I have to explain this again?" Rory asked jokingly.
They said in unison, "Harvard looks at senior year."
Rory sighed and looked out the quickly moving landscape. Her eyes were filled with the pure white of snow. Her mind wandered, subconsciously registering the sounds of her mom opening a CD case and sliding the disk in.
"Dashing through the snow.."
"Oh no."
"On a one horse open sleigh."
"Please don't."
"O'er the fields we go.."
"I'll pay you."
"Laughing all the way." Lorelai sang happily, her not-at-all talented voice filling the car. "Ha ha ha!" She cackled as Rory struggled to contain her grin. "Ha--So, what do you want for Christmas?" Lorelai asked abruptly in the middle of her laugh.
"That was quite out of the blue," Rory noted."
"Yes. But I have to shop today. You're going to be home harassing me for the next week, and how am I going to buy you lots of pretty things?"
"I do not know," Rory mused."
"So, what do you want?" Lorelai asked again. "Toys? Books? Candy? Anything but coal?"
"I don't know," Rory shrugged. "I'm kind of set."
"Liar. There must be something you want."
Rory stared out the window again, her mind wandering.
"Rorrrry.."
"I really don't know," Rory snapped back to the present. "To pass finals?"
"Alas, I'm not the grade fairy," Lorelai said sadly. "If you refuse to tell me what you want, how about I tell you what I want?"
Rory giggled as her mother started listing all the things she wanted, but her mind still was drawn to a certain boy.
Summary: It's Christmas in Stars Hollow, and romance is in the air.
Pairings: R/J, L/L, L/C
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Humor
Setup: Dean and Rory broke up at the Dance Marathon, but Jess did not follow Rory to the bridge, and they act like nothing's between them. Lorelai didn't go to Sherrie's baby show, and she and Rory are still not speaking to Chris. The rest of the show is the same. Set to "All I Want For Christmas Is You" by Mariah Carey. I cut and moved and pasted and altered the lyrics to fit my own needs, but they're still not mine.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the lyrics.
Distribution: Sure, why not? Just email me and tell me where.
Author's Note: Pure, cheesy, one hundred percent Christmas fluff. I'm in the Christmas spirit. I can't help myself. It's a sickness. The chapters are going to be short and fluffy, because I'm working on "The Waiting Room" and that takes up a lot of my time.
Feedback: Yes. Please. No flames. Thank you.
*****************All I Want For Christmas Is You***************** ~~~~Chapter One: I Don't Want A Lot For Christmas~~~~
..I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree..
"MOM!" Rory Gilmore yelled as she came into her home, frantically doing the buttons on her jacket and jamming a beanie on to her head.
"I know, I know!" Lorelai replied as she hastily came downstairs, pulling on a coat much like Rory's and madly brushing her hair.
"Reviews are today, I can't be late!" Rory cried as the pair ran to the car.
"I still don't understand this damn school system," Lorelai said as she shoved her keys into the ignition and started up the Jeep. "No dead week? What is the world coming to?"
"Their explanation was that it puts more responsibility-"
"Pressure!" Lorelai interjected."
"-On you to have to study on your own as opposed to having the reviews the week before finals."
"It's still stupid," Lorelai complained, driving carefully on the snowy streets. "Now you have to spend your entire Christmas vacation studying.
"I know, it sucks." Rory sighed, digging through her backpack to be certain she had all the correct books.
"Can't you just blow them off? It's senior year, it won't affect you," Lorelai persuaded.
"Mom."
"Yes, yes," Lorelai sighed.
"Do I have to explain this again?" Rory asked jokingly.
They said in unison, "Harvard looks at senior year."
Rory sighed and looked out the quickly moving landscape. Her eyes were filled with the pure white of snow. Her mind wandered, subconsciously registering the sounds of her mom opening a CD case and sliding the disk in.
"Dashing through the snow.."
"Oh no."
"On a one horse open sleigh."
"Please don't."
"O'er the fields we go.."
"I'll pay you."
"Laughing all the way." Lorelai sang happily, her not-at-all talented voice filling the car. "Ha ha ha!" She cackled as Rory struggled to contain her grin. "Ha--So, what do you want for Christmas?" Lorelai asked abruptly in the middle of her laugh.
"That was quite out of the blue," Rory noted."
"Yes. But I have to shop today. You're going to be home harassing me for the next week, and how am I going to buy you lots of pretty things?"
"I do not know," Rory mused."
"So, what do you want?" Lorelai asked again. "Toys? Books? Candy? Anything but coal?"
"I don't know," Rory shrugged. "I'm kind of set."
"Liar. There must be something you want."
Rory stared out the window again, her mind wandering.
"Rorrrry.."
"I really don't know," Rory snapped back to the present. "To pass finals?"
"Alas, I'm not the grade fairy," Lorelai said sadly. "If you refuse to tell me what you want, how about I tell you what I want?"
Rory giggled as her mother started listing all the things she wanted, but her mind still was drawn to a certain boy.