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. Please check that one out and tell me what you think! (Not a R/J..I flip flop between the 'ships..R/J to R/T to L/C to L/L..) Sorry for the shortness. And thanks for the reviews, y'all are so awesome!
Feedback: Yes. Please. No flames. Thank you.
*************All I Want For Christmas Is You************* ~~~~Chapter Two: I Don't Need To Hang My Stocking ~~~~
...I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day...
Rory waited at the bus stop after school that day, her body freezing and her brain filled with piles of information, each bit of which she was sure counted. She checked the bus schedule and realized that the consequence of her staying late in AP Physics for a question and answer session was waiting for 20 more minutes for the bus. She pulled out a spiral book full of meticulous notes and began studying, craving coffee and the warmth it would bring.
The bus finally pulled up, and she got on, suddenly roasting from the heater and loving it. She sat down in an empty seat, and again opened her notebook. Her mind refused to focus, however, and her thoughts drifted to places she wished they wouldn't go. She ran her gloved fingers over her wrist, where Dean's bracelet used to be in all its sentimental glory.
She hadn't spoken to him since the dance, when he'd flung those awful accusations at her. Even if they were somewhat deserved...but not true. He was wrong.
She'd seen him around, their eyes would meet for a split second and she's see the pain and hurt in his gaze. She'd quickly look away, her heart torn.
Tears had run down her cheeks that night, as she was held in her mother's arms. She mourned the loss the next few days. She had had tears in her eyes when she put the bracelet away forever, when she'd put away a box of reminders.
But the tears were try, her heart was mending, and the thoughts that used to be occupied by Dean were now involving..she wasn't going there. She couldn't. Once she went there, she might not stop.
She was jolted out of her reverie by the bus driver's voice announcing, "Stars Hollow!" She smiled at the elderly man as she departed, and stepped out into the town.
"CDs?" Lorelai asked as she popped up out of nowhere.
"Oh, I wish you wouldn't do that." Rory jumped. "You should wear a little collar, with a bell or something."
"Wouldn't go with the shoes," Lorelai shrugged. "So, CDs? Which ones?"
"I think you need to get off this Christmas gift train," Rory told her mother.
"When did you become so hard to shop for?" Lorelai wondered as they started walking towards Luke's without a word passing between them on the subject.
"When I stopped liking Elmo?"
"Ah, Elmo." Lorelai mused. "Those were the days..Creepy red fur, on Willow's shirt.ah, I miss that time."
"Snap out of it," Rory giggled. "You're getting too nostalgic."
"When you were cute and sweet.."
"I'm not cute anymore?"
"When you didn't speak and interrupt your mother.when you actually told me what you wanted for Christmas.."
"Back on that again, are we?" Rory giggled.
"Food?" Lorelai asked. "I can do food."
"Why are you obsessing over this?"
Lorelai paused, "It's your last Christmas at home."
"Oh, Mom."
"My baby's going off into the world soon!" Lorelai cried, blending British and Southern to get a very strange accent. "Oh, Lordy, I'll be so very lonely! Who'll stay up and watch the box with the people with me? Who'll-"
"Books. I want books!" Rory attempted to stop her mother's speech.
"Not specific enough."
"Damn."
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. Please check that one out and tell me what you think! (Not a R/J..I flip flop between the 'ships..R/J to R/T to L/C to L/L..) Sorry for the shortness. And thanks for the reviews, y'all are so awesome!
Feedback: Yes. Please. No flames. Thank you.
*************All I Want For Christmas Is You************* ~~~~Chapter Two: I Don't Need To Hang My Stocking ~~~~
...I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day...
Rory waited at the bus stop after school that day, her body freezing and her brain filled with piles of information, each bit of which she was sure counted. She checked the bus schedule and realized that the consequence of her staying late in AP Physics for a question and answer session was waiting for 20 more minutes for the bus. She pulled out a spiral book full of meticulous notes and began studying, craving coffee and the warmth it would bring.
The bus finally pulled up, and she got on, suddenly roasting from the heater and loving it. She sat down in an empty seat, and again opened her notebook. Her mind refused to focus, however, and her thoughts drifted to places she wished they wouldn't go. She ran her gloved fingers over her wrist, where Dean's bracelet used to be in all its sentimental glory.
She hadn't spoken to him since the dance, when he'd flung those awful accusations at her. Even if they were somewhat deserved...but not true. He was wrong.
She'd seen him around, their eyes would meet for a split second and she's see the pain and hurt in his gaze. She'd quickly look away, her heart torn.
Tears had run down her cheeks that night, as she was held in her mother's arms. She mourned the loss the next few days. She had had tears in her eyes when she put the bracelet away forever, when she'd put away a box of reminders.
But the tears were try, her heart was mending, and the thoughts that used to be occupied by Dean were now involving..she wasn't going there. She couldn't. Once she went there, she might not stop.
She was jolted out of her reverie by the bus driver's voice announcing, "Stars Hollow!" She smiled at the elderly man as she departed, and stepped out into the town.
"CDs?" Lorelai asked as she popped up out of nowhere.
"Oh, I wish you wouldn't do that." Rory jumped. "You should wear a little collar, with a bell or something."
"Wouldn't go with the shoes," Lorelai shrugged. "So, CDs? Which ones?"
"I think you need to get off this Christmas gift train," Rory told her mother.
"When did you become so hard to shop for?" Lorelai wondered as they started walking towards Luke's without a word passing between them on the subject.
"When I stopped liking Elmo?"
"Ah, Elmo." Lorelai mused. "Those were the days..Creepy red fur, on Willow's shirt.ah, I miss that time."
"Snap out of it," Rory giggled. "You're getting too nostalgic."
"When you were cute and sweet.."
"I'm not cute anymore?"
"When you didn't speak and interrupt your mother.when you actually told me what you wanted for Christmas.."
"Back on that again, are we?" Rory giggled.
"Food?" Lorelai asked. "I can do food."
"Why are you obsessing over this?"
Lorelai paused, "It's your last Christmas at home."
"Oh, Mom."
"My baby's going off into the world soon!" Lorelai cried, blending British and Southern to get a very strange accent. "Oh, Lordy, I'll be so very lonely! Who'll stay up and watch the box with the people with me? Who'll-"
"Books. I want books!" Rory attempted to stop her mother's speech.
"Not specific enough."
"Damn."