Howdy! I didn't think that many people would like this but, wow, TWELVE
reviews for only one chapter! Thank you guys! About the speling errors, um,
they're...typos! Thats it. Right. And, yea, maybe some people were OOC, but
its Christmas! God, I've had this chapter done FOREVER, but I was too lazy
to post it. I'm bad about that, huh?!
Hey, Stew Pid!!! I was just thinking the other day, 'Where has Stew gone??' It was like you dropped off of the face of the earth! LOL, glad you're back! Thanks for all of your encouraging words!
Disclaimer: I told you before---I OWN Gilmore girls! And Americans never went to the moon. So, there!
Chapter Two: 'Is cheery-er a word?' It reminds me of Cheerio
~*~*~
Lorelai and Rory were walking through the town. It was dark out and the lights surrounding the town were sparkling. Both girls had bags with gifts in them--Lorelai's bag held surprises for Sookie and Rory's bag had Jess' present. As they approached the town square, the song 'Winter Wonderland' was heard on the air.
"I don't wan to see my parents!" Lorelai bellowed.
"Quite whining. It's Christmas," Rory retorted.
"They're just going to make my night a living hell."
"You don't know that."
"Thank you Miss Optimism," Lorelai realized what song was being played and began humming to the tune.
"See, you already cheery-er." Rory smiled at her mom.
"Is 'cheery-er' a word?"
"Sure." Rory shrugged.
"Lordy child, what has that private school of yours been teaching you?" Lorelai put on a very bad Southern Bell accent.
"Look, there's grandma and grandpa!"
Lorelai's face became pensive as she watched her parents come into view. Rory ran to them and gave them hugs. Lorelai took a deep breathe, said a silent prayer along the lines of 'Dear God, You better get me out of this alive, dammit! Amen', then proceded towards sudden doom.
"Well. Lorelai, hello. Nice of you to show up to this little shin0dig. We've been waiting," Emily Gilmore put on her best bright smile as she commented on her daughters disshelved appearance. "You look like hell."
"Jeez, thank mom. Good to see you too. Oh yea, we've had a great Christmas. Glad you could come to this little shin-dig. Not invite you? No, we were delighted to."Lorelai held a conversation with herself in respose to her mother's curtness. should it be curt-ness? is that even a word? oh well, just pretend it is
"So girls," Richard began, ignoring the tension between the two, "what should we do?"
"Well, Taylor pretty much plays Christmas music, there's a couple of activities, and food, but it's really just a time to get together with friends. You can do what you want--no set agenda." Rory replied.
"That's nice! I think I'm going to go to the snack table, see what they have. Maybe strike up a conversation with that Taylor fellow. If I remember correctly, he was very polite at the Bracebridge Dinner." Richard excused himself and set off into the crowd.
"Mom, I have to find Jess. I'll be back in a couple minutes."
"Yea, right. 'A couple of minutes'. Gottcha." Lorelai rolled her eyes.
"Why don't you bring him over later." Emily stated rather than requested.
"Okay. I'll see you." And with that, Rory departed as well, leaving the two squabbling Gilmores together. Alone.
In unision, they declared, "I need a drink."
~*~*~
Rory wandered aimlessly around the town center, looking for a particular dark haired bad-boy. She was so wrapped up in her own thoughts, she didn't even hear the person approach her from behind. Someone enveloped her waist in their arms, but she immediately knew who it was.
"I've been looking for you." she simply stated.
"Imagine that."
"I have you present."
"Well, hand it over."
"HaHa. Very funny."
Jess smirked. "Lets go somewhere quieter." he said, motioning to the loud Stars Hollow patrons who were 'boogy-ing' in front of them.
"That's probably a good idea. When Miss Patty gets going, you'll never get away."
"I shudder at that thought."
They began walking away from the crowd, out onto the silent streets of Stars Hollow.
~*~*~
"So," Lorelai began.
"So," Emily responed.
The duo sat on fold out lawn chairs, each with a martini glas in their right hand, neither one knowing how to start up a conversation.
"So," Lorelai started again.
"How's the inn?" Emily questioned.
"Good. Everything's all set for the holiday season."
"A lot of buisness at this time of year I suppose."
"Oh, yea. And how's dad's work going?"
"Quite well. He seems very happy."
"That's good."
They both take a sip from their glass and another deafening silence ensues. Emily stood.
"I think I'll get a refill. Would you like one?"
"Um, sure. Thanks mom." Lorelai handed Emily her near-empty glass. She then sighed deeply and slouched down in her shair, head resting in her hands.
"Hey" A gruff voice said. Lorelai looked up to see Luke standing before her. "I lied."
"What do you mean?" Lorelai' brow furrowed in confusion.
"This morning, at the diner. I do have a present for you." he answered, not making eye contact.
"Aha! I knew it. What is it? Please!!!" Lorelai began bouncing with excitement.
Her eyes widened in amazement as Luke brought her gift into view.
~*~*~
Jess and Rory were walking in a peaceful silence as they reached Gypsie's. the gas pumps
"Hum. This looks familiar." Jess looked around, trying to remember.
"You brought me here on purpose."
"Nope. Just ended up here." Jess took a stance leaning against the gas pumps (like her did in 'Let the Games Begin'. Ah, hottness!)
"I have a present for you."
"I think we established that, oh, this morning."
"I know. My mom drug me out of the diner before I could give it to you. Here." Rory handed him the bag, her eyes dancing with excitement, his with curiosity.
Inside were three books. One was a punk rock anthology that was REALLY REALLY thick. The one underneath was a first edition of 'A Farwell to Arms'. The last one was a copy of 'The Fountainhead'.
"Wow." was all he could say.
"Lane helped me find the first one. The Hemmingway I found in this dusty old bookstore in Hartford. And the third is just a little defining touch. Do you like them?" she questiooned nervously.
"Yes, this is great." He smiled and pulled her in for a series of kisses (again, much like the ones in 'Let the Games Begin'). "Now its your turn." Jess smiled mischeviously I so did not spell that right as her turned her body around.
"Oh my god."
"Merry Christmas," he whispered in her ear.
~*~*~
"A PUPPY!" Lorelai exclaimed. Luke lifted a little Golden Retriever out of a box. The little dude had a red bow around his neck and he began wagging his tail at the sight of his new owner.
"Yea. I've known you for years and you always wanted one. Since Rory is going off to college in a few months, I thought that he could keep you company." he said as he put the dog on her lap.
"Oh, Luke. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Lorelai looked at the puppy and he licked her nose.
"But, don't think I'm going to let that thing in the diner, got it."
"Ay ay, Captain. Oh, he's so cute."
Lorelai began playing with him, setting him on the ground and watching his every move intently, while Luke just watched Lorelai.
"Glad you like it."
~*~*~
Rory was staring at her gift from Jess. Her mouth was hanging open and she wasn't blinking.
"Rory, Ror, you okay?" Jess asked concerned. She turned to face him.
"Thank you," was all she said before beginning another round of kisses. They pulled apart, pausing for breath. "I love it." Rory whispered.
"Well, go look at it." Rory smiled and ran over to her new car.
"I know that it's something Dean did for you, but I wrecked it and I felt bad, so..." he trailed off, unsure of how to continue.
"Oh, Jess. It wasn't your fault. And its perfect.How did you...I mean..when.."
"You were gone all summer. That's when I started working on it."
"But we..."
"I stilll felt bad. I was going to try and fix the last one, but the entire front end was totaled. I found this body really cheap with a pretty decent engine and just worked on it when I could." he looked at the ground, kind of embarassed, but trying not to show it.
"Taylor's going to hate it," Rory stated.
Jess smirked, "I know."
~*~*~
And so the two Gilmore girls had a wonderful Christmas with the men that they'd spend forever with. (One of those girls just didn't know it yet).
Hey, Stew Pid!!! I was just thinking the other day, 'Where has Stew gone??' It was like you dropped off of the face of the earth! LOL, glad you're back! Thanks for all of your encouraging words!
Disclaimer: I told you before---I OWN Gilmore girls! And Americans never went to the moon. So, there!
Chapter Two: 'Is cheery-er a word?' It reminds me of Cheerio
~*~*~
Lorelai and Rory were walking through the town. It was dark out and the lights surrounding the town were sparkling. Both girls had bags with gifts in them--Lorelai's bag held surprises for Sookie and Rory's bag had Jess' present. As they approached the town square, the song 'Winter Wonderland' was heard on the air.
"I don't wan to see my parents!" Lorelai bellowed.
"Quite whining. It's Christmas," Rory retorted.
"They're just going to make my night a living hell."
"You don't know that."
"Thank you Miss Optimism," Lorelai realized what song was being played and began humming to the tune.
"See, you already cheery-er." Rory smiled at her mom.
"Is 'cheery-er' a word?"
"Sure." Rory shrugged.
"Lordy child, what has that private school of yours been teaching you?" Lorelai put on a very bad Southern Bell accent.
"Look, there's grandma and grandpa!"
Lorelai's face became pensive as she watched her parents come into view. Rory ran to them and gave them hugs. Lorelai took a deep breathe, said a silent prayer along the lines of 'Dear God, You better get me out of this alive, dammit! Amen', then proceded towards sudden doom.
"Well. Lorelai, hello. Nice of you to show up to this little shin0dig. We've been waiting," Emily Gilmore put on her best bright smile as she commented on her daughters disshelved appearance. "You look like hell."
"Jeez, thank mom. Good to see you too. Oh yea, we've had a great Christmas. Glad you could come to this little shin-dig. Not invite you? No, we were delighted to."Lorelai held a conversation with herself in respose to her mother's curtness. should it be curt-ness? is that even a word? oh well, just pretend it is
"So girls," Richard began, ignoring the tension between the two, "what should we do?"
"Well, Taylor pretty much plays Christmas music, there's a couple of activities, and food, but it's really just a time to get together with friends. You can do what you want--no set agenda." Rory replied.
"That's nice! I think I'm going to go to the snack table, see what they have. Maybe strike up a conversation with that Taylor fellow. If I remember correctly, he was very polite at the Bracebridge Dinner." Richard excused himself and set off into the crowd.
"Mom, I have to find Jess. I'll be back in a couple minutes."
"Yea, right. 'A couple of minutes'. Gottcha." Lorelai rolled her eyes.
"Why don't you bring him over later." Emily stated rather than requested.
"Okay. I'll see you." And with that, Rory departed as well, leaving the two squabbling Gilmores together. Alone.
In unision, they declared, "I need a drink."
~*~*~
Rory wandered aimlessly around the town center, looking for a particular dark haired bad-boy. She was so wrapped up in her own thoughts, she didn't even hear the person approach her from behind. Someone enveloped her waist in their arms, but she immediately knew who it was.
"I've been looking for you." she simply stated.
"Imagine that."
"I have you present."
"Well, hand it over."
"HaHa. Very funny."
Jess smirked. "Lets go somewhere quieter." he said, motioning to the loud Stars Hollow patrons who were 'boogy-ing' in front of them.
"That's probably a good idea. When Miss Patty gets going, you'll never get away."
"I shudder at that thought."
They began walking away from the crowd, out onto the silent streets of Stars Hollow.
~*~*~
"So," Lorelai began.
"So," Emily responed.
The duo sat on fold out lawn chairs, each with a martini glas in their right hand, neither one knowing how to start up a conversation.
"So," Lorelai started again.
"How's the inn?" Emily questioned.
"Good. Everything's all set for the holiday season."
"A lot of buisness at this time of year I suppose."
"Oh, yea. And how's dad's work going?"
"Quite well. He seems very happy."
"That's good."
They both take a sip from their glass and another deafening silence ensues. Emily stood.
"I think I'll get a refill. Would you like one?"
"Um, sure. Thanks mom." Lorelai handed Emily her near-empty glass. She then sighed deeply and slouched down in her shair, head resting in her hands.
"Hey" A gruff voice said. Lorelai looked up to see Luke standing before her. "I lied."
"What do you mean?" Lorelai' brow furrowed in confusion.
"This morning, at the diner. I do have a present for you." he answered, not making eye contact.
"Aha! I knew it. What is it? Please!!!" Lorelai began bouncing with excitement.
Her eyes widened in amazement as Luke brought her gift into view.
~*~*~
Jess and Rory were walking in a peaceful silence as they reached Gypsie's. the gas pumps
"Hum. This looks familiar." Jess looked around, trying to remember.
"You brought me here on purpose."
"Nope. Just ended up here." Jess took a stance leaning against the gas pumps (like her did in 'Let the Games Begin'. Ah, hottness!)
"I have a present for you."
"I think we established that, oh, this morning."
"I know. My mom drug me out of the diner before I could give it to you. Here." Rory handed him the bag, her eyes dancing with excitement, his with curiosity.
Inside were three books. One was a punk rock anthology that was REALLY REALLY thick. The one underneath was a first edition of 'A Farwell to Arms'. The last one was a copy of 'The Fountainhead'.
"Wow." was all he could say.
"Lane helped me find the first one. The Hemmingway I found in this dusty old bookstore in Hartford. And the third is just a little defining touch. Do you like them?" she questiooned nervously.
"Yes, this is great." He smiled and pulled her in for a series of kisses (again, much like the ones in 'Let the Games Begin'). "Now its your turn." Jess smiled mischeviously I so did not spell that right as her turned her body around.
"Oh my god."
"Merry Christmas," he whispered in her ear.
~*~*~
"A PUPPY!" Lorelai exclaimed. Luke lifted a little Golden Retriever out of a box. The little dude had a red bow around his neck and he began wagging his tail at the sight of his new owner.
"Yea. I've known you for years and you always wanted one. Since Rory is going off to college in a few months, I thought that he could keep you company." he said as he put the dog on her lap.
"Oh, Luke. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Lorelai looked at the puppy and he licked her nose.
"But, don't think I'm going to let that thing in the diner, got it."
"Ay ay, Captain. Oh, he's so cute."
Lorelai began playing with him, setting him on the ground and watching his every move intently, while Luke just watched Lorelai.
"Glad you like it."
~*~*~
Rory was staring at her gift from Jess. Her mouth was hanging open and she wasn't blinking.
"Rory, Ror, you okay?" Jess asked concerned. She turned to face him.
"Thank you," was all she said before beginning another round of kisses. They pulled apart, pausing for breath. "I love it." Rory whispered.
"Well, go look at it." Rory smiled and ran over to her new car.
"I know that it's something Dean did for you, but I wrecked it and I felt bad, so..." he trailed off, unsure of how to continue.
"Oh, Jess. It wasn't your fault. And its perfect.How did you...I mean..when.."
"You were gone all summer. That's when I started working on it."
"But we..."
"I stilll felt bad. I was going to try and fix the last one, but the entire front end was totaled. I found this body really cheap with a pretty decent engine and just worked on it when I could." he looked at the ground, kind of embarassed, but trying not to show it.
"Taylor's going to hate it," Rory stated.
Jess smirked, "I know."
~*~*~
And so the two Gilmore girls had a wonderful Christmas with the men that they'd spend forever with. (One of those girls just didn't know it yet).