Moswen - Hahaha, hopefully he will grow some ba - courage.. LoL. I'll force it on him.. Erm.. Sounds weird hehe
I'm sorry to those who live in Kansas. Proceed...
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1:03 AM, Saturday
Gilmore House Luke dove behind a bush, just as the headlights rolled over the house and the car pulled into the driveway. The headlights ironically reminded him of one of those search lights they had at the high security prisons. 'So call me a coward,' He thought and cringed. But then again, the last thing he wanted to do was pull a Dean. The last thing anyone wanted to do was pull a Dean. Or a Taylor.. Or.. damnit were there any normal people in this town??? He peeked out from the bush and saw Lorelai getting out of Craig's BMW. "Thanks for tonight," She said and smiled at Craig. "I had fun," Craig replied and reached for her hand. She let him hold it as he walked her up to the front door. Luke pulled back slowly and held his breath. "So.. Uh.. ," Lorelai stuttered as they approached the porch stairs. Craig smiled softly and leaned towards her. Luke closed his eyes. 'No, no, no,' He thought. 'Don't kiss her!' He felt fiercely protective of Lorelai at that moment, because he knew they were falling for each other. He opened an eye. They were kissing. 'Goddamnit, Craig,' He thought, clenching his teeth. 'You better not hurt her, you bastard, or I'll wring your neck like..' "Luke?" Luke looked up at Lorelai nervously. She glared at him. "What are you doing here?" "I.. uh.. didn't.. um...see you today...," He stuttered as Craig looked at him strangely. "Observant," Lorelai said crossing her arms. "So.. I... thought.. Maybe.. I should come bring you some... danishes." "Danishes." Lorelai repeated. "At 1 o'clock in the morning." "Well, you know how it is.. You're sitting at home, watching.. Uh.. Minor league baseball.. And suddenly, you want a danish," Luke said, his face turning red. Lorelai gave him a look. "I don't watch minor league baseball. You should come up with an excuse better than that." "Or.. Um..," Luke said, trying to think of a show she liked. He couldn't think of anything, except the fact that he was sitting in the dirt, in front of Lorelai's house at 1 o'clock in the morning when he shouldn't be. "You know," Luke said suddenly, getting up. "Those danishes can wait until tomorrow morning." He brushed off his jeans. "They're not really night danishes anyways.. they're more morning danishes. Hi, Craig," Luke said, forcing himself to smile. Craig just nodded. "Hey, Luke." "Well, I'll see you then," Luke said, with a friendly wave and started to walk across the lawn. "Wait a minute!" He turned around, feeling uneasy at the sound of her voice. Lorelai was still standing in front of the bush, but with her arms crossed. "Where are the danishes?" "Huh?" Luke asked. "You said you were bringing me danishes, but you're not carrying anything," Lorelai said, matter of fact. "Well, uh.. see those danishes.. I.. erm.. ate them," Luke replied pathetically. "Um. Okay," Lorelai was confused. 'He doesn't eat danishes.' "Well," Luke said with a forced smile. "I should get going." He was halfway across the lawn when Lorelai called to him again. "Luke.. Next time, think of an excuse before you come." He cringed and kept walking. **************************************** 1:07 AM, Saturday
Gilmore House Lorelai closed her eyes and leaned against the porch railing. "I have no idea what that was all about." Craig just smiled. "Very not like Luke," He commented. "You're telling me," Lorelai said. She looked up at him. "That was weird because I know for a fact, that he does not eat danishes." She frowned. "Actually, I was talking about the fact that he was sitting next to a bush, in front of your house, at 1 o'clock in the morning." "Oooh, right, that was weird too," Lorelai said melodramatically. "Well.. Anyways.. Before we were interrupted by Danish-eating slight creepy Luke.. Where were we?" Craig smiled slyly and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I believe we were here." Lorelai shook her head. Craig gave her a puppy face. "Actually," She said, giggling. "We were two more steps to the right." "Silly." He brought his lips down to hers. **************************************** 1:28 AM, Saturday
Gilmore House Lorelai plopped down on her couch with a contented sigh. She smiled at Mr. Fuggernuts. "Well, Mr. Fuggernuts, it seems that we'll be having company the next time we have a party." She couldn't stop smiling. Lorelai couldn't sleep so after Craig left, she had changed and then came back downstairs to watch a movie. Something, anything to distract her from thoughts of Craig. All this happiness was making her hyper. She stretched out on the couch and flicked on the television. A couple minutes later, her mind drifted from South Park reruns to Luke.. And how freaky Luke was acting. 'It's like a Dean rerun,' Lorelai thought. 'Scary.' What really freaked her out was why Luke had been hiding behind that bush. 'Was he checking up on me?' Lorelai thought. 'Does he think I need to be checked up on?' It was so .. not.. Luke. She was confused about the whole thing, and it was making her head hurt. Lorelai decided to refocus on Craig. She smiled giddily. **************************************** A Few Weeks Later
1:35 PM, Friday
Gilmore House "Mom?" Rory cautiously opened the front door and entered the house. "SURPRISE!" Rory's face broke into a grin as she saw Lane, Dave, Lorelai, Kirk, Patty, Babette, Morey, etc... the usual Star's Hollow denizens crowded into their living room. "Hi, honey!" Lorelai called out, wearing a silly hat on her head. "Welcome home!" "Aww, Mom," Rory said, setting her bags down. "You didn't have to do this! I'm just coming home from Yale." She rolled her eyes. "It's like thirty minutes away." "Roryy!" Lorelai whined. "I haven't seen you in weeks. I was afraid you had resorted to caveman-ism and was drawing on the walls of your dormroom while scratching yourself in places that you wouldn't not scratch while in public places." "That was only for midterms, Mom!" Rory hugged her mom. "Thanks for the party," she whispered into her mom's ear. They broke apart and Lorelai brought her daughter into the living room, where the party was already hopping. "Rory!" Lane giggled and dragged Dave to her best friend. "Wow, I haven't seen you in so long!" Rory gave her friend a big hug. "How are you liking Kansas?" Lane rolled her eyes. "Flat. It's flat. Very, very, very flat." Rory looked to Dave, the saner one. Dave just smiled and nodded. "It is very flat." Rory smiled at the couple and said, "At least you're together." Lane nodded and put her arm around Dave. "Yes, we're together in the flattest place in the world." "But, together," Rory stated. "I'll be right back. I'm just gonna go stop by the food table. That chocolate cake is beckoning me." Lane nodded. "Mamma Kim sent over some flour-less, egg-free cake. Don't touch it," She warned. Lane looked thoughtful. "Actually, the cake is also very flat.. it reminds me of Kansas.." She looked at Rory. "Look at the cake and tell me if it looks like Kansas." Laughing, Rory walked towards the table. "Got you, will check." Lane nodded. "Because if it does, it's probably my mother trying to remind me of Kansas, where I might add, I will be forced to return to and once again be in a place that is very.. flat." Rory smiled sympathetically. "I take it that flat is bad." "Flat is very bad." As she was walking across the room, Rory was intercepted by a... "Rory!" Rory pulled her gaze away from the triple layer mocha chocolate chip cake and saw her mom pulling a man towards her. "Hey," Rory said. "Hi." The man smiled at her. He was taller than Lorelai, and wearing a green shirt that read "7 Up". "This is Craig," Lorelai said, beaming. "Ohhh, hi," Rory said, reaching out to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you." "Same," Craig said and smiled. "Your mom has been talking about you non-stop." Rory rolled her eyes. "And how she raised me herself..? She didn't tell you the birthing story did she?" "Actually," Craig sighed. "She did." Lorelai grinned as Craig and Rory shook their heads at her. "It's hard to believe that many moons ago.. I was lying in a hospital bed.." **************************************** 2:03 PM [it is a very long birth story, you kno!], Friday
Gilmore House "So you.. work for 7UP?" Rory asked as she sipped her coke. "Should I not be drinking this?" She lifted her coke. "Because Coke and 7UP are rivals, right?" Craig laughed. "Nah, actually your mom bought me the shirt." "Ohh," Rory said. "Perplexing..." Lorelai came bouncing over to them. "I changed the CD. Ugh, I can't believe Kirk put on a Britney Spears CD. I knew I shouldn't have let him DJ for the party." She shook her head. "Isn't the t-shirt cool?" "I don't get it." Rory frowned. "Turn around," Lorelai said to Craig and grabbed his shoulders to turn him around. "And do the hokey-pokey, turn yourself around..." Craig just rolled his eyes and turned around. "Yours," Rory read off the back of his shirt. "Yay! Your Yale education is finally rubbing off.. You can read!" Lorelai said giddily. "No more alcohol for you!" Rory exclaimed. "Mean." Lorelai pouted. Rory smiled. "I don't get it." Lorelai flipped Craig to face Rory. "7UP.." She turned him back around. "Yours!" "Huh?" "Sorry," Lorelai said to Craig. "We're going to have to go through this again, Mr. Human Flashcard." Craig just smiled and let Lorelai turn him around again. "7UP.. Yours!" "Still not getting it." "Okay, that's it," Lorelai exclaimed, stamping her foot. "We're taking you out of Yale and putting you into Harvard." "Mooommmm!" "Up Yours! It says UP yours!" Lorelai said. "Suddenly.. It's not that amusing anymore." She folded her arms. "After about 6 times, it's not funny anymore." "Sorry," Rory said guiltily. Lorelai smiled. "I'm just kidding, honey." "I'm gonna go get some cake," Rory said. "Thanks for the lesson, Mr. Flashcard." "Anytime," Craig said and put an arm around Lorelai's waist. "Oh, and hon, stay away from the flat cake that looks like Kansas.. Mamma Kim made it!" Lorelai called after her daughter. **************************************** 2:34 PM, Friday
Gilmore House Rory sat back with a contented sigh. She had just finished a slice of lemon pie and a slice of the mocha chocolate chip cake, a piece of heaven, courtesy of Sookie. "Ugh, I'm full," Rory groaned. 'I wonder where Jess is,' She thought as she watched the crowd smooze. "Hey," Craig said and sat down next to her. "Hi," Rory said. "I.. uh.. heard from your mom you like to read," Craig said. "Yeah, I do," Rory said. "And not just the back of t-shirts." Craig cracked a smile. "I was an English major in college," Craig said. "Cool," Rory replied. "So you go to Yale." "Yup." "You like it?" "Yup." "I see." An uncomfortable silence fell upon them. "I always liked the Fountainhead," Craig suddenly said. "Ayn Rand was always one of my favorites." "Me too!" Rory said, turning to him. "I actually have a signed copy of it," Craig said, leaning his elbows on his knees. "My father met her a while back and he gave it to me before he died. I keep it in my library." "You have a library?" Rory asked. "Yup," Craig said. "You should come down to see it some time." "I'd love to," Rory said. "I tried to show your mom, but all she was interested in was my extensive Bathroom Reader collection," Craig smiled. Rory laughed. "She likes those." "And I think she stole my 'History of American Films' book," Craig said, smiling. "You're never gonna get that back," Rory replied, matter of fact. "I assumed," Craig said, nodding. **************************************** K, so the next chapter is all written up, even special appearances by brussel sprouts and poodles (if you didn't get that, don't worry, u'll get it once u read it)! But... I'll only put it up if u press that little purple button.. no, no, not that one! ACK, not that one.. yup, that one in the bottom left corner! Oy~ with the poodles already! -Ggirl =)
Gilmore House Luke dove behind a bush, just as the headlights rolled over the house and the car pulled into the driveway. The headlights ironically reminded him of one of those search lights they had at the high security prisons. 'So call me a coward,' He thought and cringed. But then again, the last thing he wanted to do was pull a Dean. The last thing anyone wanted to do was pull a Dean. Or a Taylor.. Or.. damnit were there any normal people in this town??? He peeked out from the bush and saw Lorelai getting out of Craig's BMW. "Thanks for tonight," She said and smiled at Craig. "I had fun," Craig replied and reached for her hand. She let him hold it as he walked her up to the front door. Luke pulled back slowly and held his breath. "So.. Uh.. ," Lorelai stuttered as they approached the porch stairs. Craig smiled softly and leaned towards her. Luke closed his eyes. 'No, no, no,' He thought. 'Don't kiss her!' He felt fiercely protective of Lorelai at that moment, because he knew they were falling for each other. He opened an eye. They were kissing. 'Goddamnit, Craig,' He thought, clenching his teeth. 'You better not hurt her, you bastard, or I'll wring your neck like..' "Luke?" Luke looked up at Lorelai nervously. She glared at him. "What are you doing here?" "I.. uh.. didn't.. um...see you today...," He stuttered as Craig looked at him strangely. "Observant," Lorelai said crossing her arms. "So.. I... thought.. Maybe.. I should come bring you some... danishes." "Danishes." Lorelai repeated. "At 1 o'clock in the morning." "Well, you know how it is.. You're sitting at home, watching.. Uh.. Minor league baseball.. And suddenly, you want a danish," Luke said, his face turning red. Lorelai gave him a look. "I don't watch minor league baseball. You should come up with an excuse better than that." "Or.. Um..," Luke said, trying to think of a show she liked. He couldn't think of anything, except the fact that he was sitting in the dirt, in front of Lorelai's house at 1 o'clock in the morning when he shouldn't be. "You know," Luke said suddenly, getting up. "Those danishes can wait until tomorrow morning." He brushed off his jeans. "They're not really night danishes anyways.. they're more morning danishes. Hi, Craig," Luke said, forcing himself to smile. Craig just nodded. "Hey, Luke." "Well, I'll see you then," Luke said, with a friendly wave and started to walk across the lawn. "Wait a minute!" He turned around, feeling uneasy at the sound of her voice. Lorelai was still standing in front of the bush, but with her arms crossed. "Where are the danishes?" "Huh?" Luke asked. "You said you were bringing me danishes, but you're not carrying anything," Lorelai said, matter of fact. "Well, uh.. see those danishes.. I.. erm.. ate them," Luke replied pathetically. "Um. Okay," Lorelai was confused. 'He doesn't eat danishes.' "Well," Luke said with a forced smile. "I should get going." He was halfway across the lawn when Lorelai called to him again. "Luke.. Next time, think of an excuse before you come." He cringed and kept walking. **************************************** 1:07 AM, Saturday
Gilmore House Lorelai closed her eyes and leaned against the porch railing. "I have no idea what that was all about." Craig just smiled. "Very not like Luke," He commented. "You're telling me," Lorelai said. She looked up at him. "That was weird because I know for a fact, that he does not eat danishes." She frowned. "Actually, I was talking about the fact that he was sitting next to a bush, in front of your house, at 1 o'clock in the morning." "Oooh, right, that was weird too," Lorelai said melodramatically. "Well.. Anyways.. Before we were interrupted by Danish-eating slight creepy Luke.. Where were we?" Craig smiled slyly and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I believe we were here." Lorelai shook her head. Craig gave her a puppy face. "Actually," She said, giggling. "We were two more steps to the right." "Silly." He brought his lips down to hers. **************************************** 1:28 AM, Saturday
Gilmore House Lorelai plopped down on her couch with a contented sigh. She smiled at Mr. Fuggernuts. "Well, Mr. Fuggernuts, it seems that we'll be having company the next time we have a party." She couldn't stop smiling. Lorelai couldn't sleep so after Craig left, she had changed and then came back downstairs to watch a movie. Something, anything to distract her from thoughts of Craig. All this happiness was making her hyper. She stretched out on the couch and flicked on the television. A couple minutes later, her mind drifted from South Park reruns to Luke.. And how freaky Luke was acting. 'It's like a Dean rerun,' Lorelai thought. 'Scary.' What really freaked her out was why Luke had been hiding behind that bush. 'Was he checking up on me?' Lorelai thought. 'Does he think I need to be checked up on?' It was so .. not.. Luke. She was confused about the whole thing, and it was making her head hurt. Lorelai decided to refocus on Craig. She smiled giddily. **************************************** A Few Weeks Later
1:35 PM, Friday
Gilmore House "Mom?" Rory cautiously opened the front door and entered the house. "SURPRISE!" Rory's face broke into a grin as she saw Lane, Dave, Lorelai, Kirk, Patty, Babette, Morey, etc... the usual Star's Hollow denizens crowded into their living room. "Hi, honey!" Lorelai called out, wearing a silly hat on her head. "Welcome home!" "Aww, Mom," Rory said, setting her bags down. "You didn't have to do this! I'm just coming home from Yale." She rolled her eyes. "It's like thirty minutes away." "Roryy!" Lorelai whined. "I haven't seen you in weeks. I was afraid you had resorted to caveman-ism and was drawing on the walls of your dormroom while scratching yourself in places that you wouldn't not scratch while in public places." "That was only for midterms, Mom!" Rory hugged her mom. "Thanks for the party," she whispered into her mom's ear. They broke apart and Lorelai brought her daughter into the living room, where the party was already hopping. "Rory!" Lane giggled and dragged Dave to her best friend. "Wow, I haven't seen you in so long!" Rory gave her friend a big hug. "How are you liking Kansas?" Lane rolled her eyes. "Flat. It's flat. Very, very, very flat." Rory looked to Dave, the saner one. Dave just smiled and nodded. "It is very flat." Rory smiled at the couple and said, "At least you're together." Lane nodded and put her arm around Dave. "Yes, we're together in the flattest place in the world." "But, together," Rory stated. "I'll be right back. I'm just gonna go stop by the food table. That chocolate cake is beckoning me." Lane nodded. "Mamma Kim sent over some flour-less, egg-free cake. Don't touch it," She warned. Lane looked thoughtful. "Actually, the cake is also very flat.. it reminds me of Kansas.." She looked at Rory. "Look at the cake and tell me if it looks like Kansas." Laughing, Rory walked towards the table. "Got you, will check." Lane nodded. "Because if it does, it's probably my mother trying to remind me of Kansas, where I might add, I will be forced to return to and once again be in a place that is very.. flat." Rory smiled sympathetically. "I take it that flat is bad." "Flat is very bad." As she was walking across the room, Rory was intercepted by a... "Rory!" Rory pulled her gaze away from the triple layer mocha chocolate chip cake and saw her mom pulling a man towards her. "Hey," Rory said. "Hi." The man smiled at her. He was taller than Lorelai, and wearing a green shirt that read "7 Up". "This is Craig," Lorelai said, beaming. "Ohhh, hi," Rory said, reaching out to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you." "Same," Craig said and smiled. "Your mom has been talking about you non-stop." Rory rolled her eyes. "And how she raised me herself..? She didn't tell you the birthing story did she?" "Actually," Craig sighed. "She did." Lorelai grinned as Craig and Rory shook their heads at her. "It's hard to believe that many moons ago.. I was lying in a hospital bed.." **************************************** 2:03 PM [it is a very long birth story, you kno!], Friday
Gilmore House "So you.. work for 7UP?" Rory asked as she sipped her coke. "Should I not be drinking this?" She lifted her coke. "Because Coke and 7UP are rivals, right?" Craig laughed. "Nah, actually your mom bought me the shirt." "Ohh," Rory said. "Perplexing..." Lorelai came bouncing over to them. "I changed the CD. Ugh, I can't believe Kirk put on a Britney Spears CD. I knew I shouldn't have let him DJ for the party." She shook her head. "Isn't the t-shirt cool?" "I don't get it." Rory frowned. "Turn around," Lorelai said to Craig and grabbed his shoulders to turn him around. "And do the hokey-pokey, turn yourself around..." Craig just rolled his eyes and turned around. "Yours," Rory read off the back of his shirt. "Yay! Your Yale education is finally rubbing off.. You can read!" Lorelai said giddily. "No more alcohol for you!" Rory exclaimed. "Mean." Lorelai pouted. Rory smiled. "I don't get it." Lorelai flipped Craig to face Rory. "7UP.." She turned him back around. "Yours!" "Huh?" "Sorry," Lorelai said to Craig. "We're going to have to go through this again, Mr. Human Flashcard." Craig just smiled and let Lorelai turn him around again. "7UP.. Yours!" "Still not getting it." "Okay, that's it," Lorelai exclaimed, stamping her foot. "We're taking you out of Yale and putting you into Harvard." "Mooommmm!" "Up Yours! It says UP yours!" Lorelai said. "Suddenly.. It's not that amusing anymore." She folded her arms. "After about 6 times, it's not funny anymore." "Sorry," Rory said guiltily. Lorelai smiled. "I'm just kidding, honey." "I'm gonna go get some cake," Rory said. "Thanks for the lesson, Mr. Flashcard." "Anytime," Craig said and put an arm around Lorelai's waist. "Oh, and hon, stay away from the flat cake that looks like Kansas.. Mamma Kim made it!" Lorelai called after her daughter. **************************************** 2:34 PM, Friday
Gilmore House Rory sat back with a contented sigh. She had just finished a slice of lemon pie and a slice of the mocha chocolate chip cake, a piece of heaven, courtesy of Sookie. "Ugh, I'm full," Rory groaned. 'I wonder where Jess is,' She thought as she watched the crowd smooze. "Hey," Craig said and sat down next to her. "Hi," Rory said. "I.. uh.. heard from your mom you like to read," Craig said. "Yeah, I do," Rory said. "And not just the back of t-shirts." Craig cracked a smile. "I was an English major in college," Craig said. "Cool," Rory replied. "So you go to Yale." "Yup." "You like it?" "Yup." "I see." An uncomfortable silence fell upon them. "I always liked the Fountainhead," Craig suddenly said. "Ayn Rand was always one of my favorites." "Me too!" Rory said, turning to him. "I actually have a signed copy of it," Craig said, leaning his elbows on his knees. "My father met her a while back and he gave it to me before he died. I keep it in my library." "You have a library?" Rory asked. "Yup," Craig said. "You should come down to see it some time." "I'd love to," Rory said. "I tried to show your mom, but all she was interested in was my extensive Bathroom Reader collection," Craig smiled. Rory laughed. "She likes those." "And I think she stole my 'History of American Films' book," Craig said, smiling. "You're never gonna get that back," Rory replied, matter of fact. "I assumed," Craig said, nodding. **************************************** K, so the next chapter is all written up, even special appearances by brussel sprouts and poodles (if you didn't get that, don't worry, u'll get it once u read it)! But... I'll only put it up if u press that little purple button.. no, no, not that one! ACK, not that one.. yup, that one in the bottom left corner! Oy~ with the poodles already! -Ggirl =)