A/N: I appreciate all the reviews you guys have thrown my way. I've
written a lot for this story, but I'm writing out a hard copy first, and
while I (think) I'm a fast typer, it may take a while to get everything up.
Disc.: Chapter 1
Literature Lived: PREP JESS!
*Bring.*
"Hang on!"
*Bring.*
"Hold it!"
*Bring.*
Lorelai finally found the phone in a pile of clothes she had forgotten she owned. "Hello?" she asked, completely out of breath.
"You know, Lorelai, you should really invest in a tracking device for your phone. You can never find it when the call is important."
"I can never find it, period, Mom, and how do you know I wasn't practicing tapdancing in the basement when I heard the phone ring and I had to run all the way up to my bedroom to answer it?"
"Lorelai."
"What, Mom? It could happen. It's not like I'm staging a protest against all forms of self expression."
"Lorelai!"
"I mean, I took ballet as a child. And figure skating a little after that. Gymnastics my freshman year of high school. Who's to say tap doesn't come next?"
"LORLAI!"
"Yes, Mom?" Lorelai made a face at the air in from of her.
"It's about time. Well, as I was saying. A woman named Rebecca DuGray interrupted my DAR meeting last Tuesday. I believe Rory went to school with her son, Tristin?"
"Ah, yes, Bible Boy."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing, Mom. So Rebecca DuGray interrupted your DAR meeting, and.?"
"Well, she's looking for a place to have a family reunion and wanted to know if anyone know of a nice place to have one. Now I know you and Sookie are always looking for more business, so I recommended that charming little inn of yours."
"Uh, thanks Mom."
"She said she would be sure to give you a call sometime this week."
"That's great, Mom. I'll keep an eye out for her call."
"Wonderful! Now Lorelai?"
"Yes, Mom?"
"Rory told me that she would be coming home for your birthday next weekend and I wanted to ask you if you'd mind bringing her with you to dinner on Friday."
"Well, I don't know. She's only getting in at 5:30, and she's bringing Jess with her-"
"Well bring him, too. You're bringing that boyfriend of yours, Luke, it would only make sense for you to bring his nephew."
"But-"
"Nonsense, Lorelai, they're coming. I'll expect you at seven. Good- bye."
"Bye, Mom," Lorelai said with a groan. She hit the off button and immediately pressed 'talk' again. Dialing speed dial 1 she anxiously tucked her hair behind her ear while she waited for the familiar voice to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Prep Jess!"
"What? Mom?"
"Prep Jess!"
"Hi, Mom, how are you, Mom? I'm fine, Mom. Thanks for asking, Mom."
"Hi Rory. I'm fine, Rory. How are you, Rory? Prep Jess!"
"Thank you, now what do you mean, 'prep Jess'?"
"He's coming to dinner with us on Friday night."
"What? Are you crazy?"
"No, but your grandmother is."
"God. Why? She probably just wants to beat up on him for the accident because she never got a chance to while we were still in highschool."
"Yes. She probably does. Just make sure he's ready. Give him flashcards with answers to your grandfather's questions."
"I doubt he's going to grill Jess."
"Really? Cause he grilled your last boyfriend."
"Jess isn't my boyfriend!"
"No, he's not, but he was your boyfriend, and my father has this thing about dwelling in the past."
"Okay, right. Well, I'll have to make sure he's ready."
"Do that. Love ya, Babe."
"Love you, too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Rory hung up and sighed. 'Great,' she thought, 'just what I need.'
~
Lorelai stormed into the diner and plopped down on the stool closest to the register. "Luke! Coffee!" she called into the cavernous expanse of the storage room.
"No!" came the curt reply.
"Why?"
"Because you're in a mood, and when you're in a mood the last thing I'd give you is coffee."
"But, but."
"Lorelai."
"Luke." she whined.
"Fine." He poured her a large mug of coffee and she practically inhaled it.
"More please!" she said as she set the mug down.
"No. It's unhealthy."
"What? The coffee or my obsession with coffee?"
"Both!"
"Luke!"
"No!"
Lorelai sat and stewed for a few minutes muttering 'big grump' every now and then. Eventually Luke returned with the pot.
"Fine, here you go," Luke said with a grunt. "Now what's wrong?"
"Mom is making Rory and Jess come with us on Friday night."
"Ooh.that's not good."
"No, it most certainly isn't. I tried to get them out of it, but."
"To no avail?"
"To no avail."
"Poor Jess."
"Did I ever tell you about the time we took Dean with us? They hated him, imagine how they'll feel about your nephew whom they already hate."
"Why do they hate Jess?"
"Because of the accident."
"That was three years ago."
"I told Rory and I"m telling you, my father likes to dwell in the past. It's how he was raised."
"Maybe we should take a couple of asprin with us."
"Maybe we should take a couple of sledgehammers with us."
~
Word count: 821
-Elizabeth
Disc.: Chapter 1
Literature Lived: PREP JESS!
*Bring.*
"Hang on!"
*Bring.*
"Hold it!"
*Bring.*
Lorelai finally found the phone in a pile of clothes she had forgotten she owned. "Hello?" she asked, completely out of breath.
"You know, Lorelai, you should really invest in a tracking device for your phone. You can never find it when the call is important."
"I can never find it, period, Mom, and how do you know I wasn't practicing tapdancing in the basement when I heard the phone ring and I had to run all the way up to my bedroom to answer it?"
"Lorelai."
"What, Mom? It could happen. It's not like I'm staging a protest against all forms of self expression."
"Lorelai!"
"I mean, I took ballet as a child. And figure skating a little after that. Gymnastics my freshman year of high school. Who's to say tap doesn't come next?"
"LORLAI!"
"Yes, Mom?" Lorelai made a face at the air in from of her.
"It's about time. Well, as I was saying. A woman named Rebecca DuGray interrupted my DAR meeting last Tuesday. I believe Rory went to school with her son, Tristin?"
"Ah, yes, Bible Boy."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing, Mom. So Rebecca DuGray interrupted your DAR meeting, and.?"
"Well, she's looking for a place to have a family reunion and wanted to know if anyone know of a nice place to have one. Now I know you and Sookie are always looking for more business, so I recommended that charming little inn of yours."
"Uh, thanks Mom."
"She said she would be sure to give you a call sometime this week."
"That's great, Mom. I'll keep an eye out for her call."
"Wonderful! Now Lorelai?"
"Yes, Mom?"
"Rory told me that she would be coming home for your birthday next weekend and I wanted to ask you if you'd mind bringing her with you to dinner on Friday."
"Well, I don't know. She's only getting in at 5:30, and she's bringing Jess with her-"
"Well bring him, too. You're bringing that boyfriend of yours, Luke, it would only make sense for you to bring his nephew."
"But-"
"Nonsense, Lorelai, they're coming. I'll expect you at seven. Good- bye."
"Bye, Mom," Lorelai said with a groan. She hit the off button and immediately pressed 'talk' again. Dialing speed dial 1 she anxiously tucked her hair behind her ear while she waited for the familiar voice to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Prep Jess!"
"What? Mom?"
"Prep Jess!"
"Hi, Mom, how are you, Mom? I'm fine, Mom. Thanks for asking, Mom."
"Hi Rory. I'm fine, Rory. How are you, Rory? Prep Jess!"
"Thank you, now what do you mean, 'prep Jess'?"
"He's coming to dinner with us on Friday night."
"What? Are you crazy?"
"No, but your grandmother is."
"God. Why? She probably just wants to beat up on him for the accident because she never got a chance to while we were still in highschool."
"Yes. She probably does. Just make sure he's ready. Give him flashcards with answers to your grandfather's questions."
"I doubt he's going to grill Jess."
"Really? Cause he grilled your last boyfriend."
"Jess isn't my boyfriend!"
"No, he's not, but he was your boyfriend, and my father has this thing about dwelling in the past."
"Okay, right. Well, I'll have to make sure he's ready."
"Do that. Love ya, Babe."
"Love you, too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Rory hung up and sighed. 'Great,' she thought, 'just what I need.'
~
Lorelai stormed into the diner and plopped down on the stool closest to the register. "Luke! Coffee!" she called into the cavernous expanse of the storage room.
"No!" came the curt reply.
"Why?"
"Because you're in a mood, and when you're in a mood the last thing I'd give you is coffee."
"But, but."
"Lorelai."
"Luke." she whined.
"Fine." He poured her a large mug of coffee and she practically inhaled it.
"More please!" she said as she set the mug down.
"No. It's unhealthy."
"What? The coffee or my obsession with coffee?"
"Both!"
"Luke!"
"No!"
Lorelai sat and stewed for a few minutes muttering 'big grump' every now and then. Eventually Luke returned with the pot.
"Fine, here you go," Luke said with a grunt. "Now what's wrong?"
"Mom is making Rory and Jess come with us on Friday night."
"Ooh.that's not good."
"No, it most certainly isn't. I tried to get them out of it, but."
"To no avail?"
"To no avail."
"Poor Jess."
"Did I ever tell you about the time we took Dean with us? They hated him, imagine how they'll feel about your nephew whom they already hate."
"Why do they hate Jess?"
"Because of the accident."
"That was three years ago."
"I told Rory and I"m telling you, my father likes to dwell in the past. It's how he was raised."
"Maybe we should take a couple of asprin with us."
"Maybe we should take a couple of sledgehammers with us."
~
Word count: 821
-Elizabeth