FOURTEEN: WHATEVER, DUDE, IT'S COOL
A/N1: Sorry it took me so long to write a new chapter, I've been stumped by writer's block.
A/N2 : I know I promised that my eleven year old cousin was supposed to write this chapter, but she has managed to get a book deal and is busy writing her new collection of Trory stories to write a whole chapter. So therefore, she can only write snippets of the fic, which I will put at the end of the chapter.
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"How did it go?" Rory asked as her mother stormed into the living room.
"Can't you tell by my storming in?" Lorelai threw herself on the couch in frustration. "Everybody knows that when someone storms in, it's never a good time."
"I couldn't tell you were storming in," said Rory, "I was reading my book."
"Well, do you want me to go out and storm back in again? Because I kind of like the sound my shoes make when I storm into the house."
"No, it's all right," said Rory, putting her book down on the table. "What happened?"
"Nothing. That's what happened. Nothing. Zero. Zilch. Compared to what happened to me, the plot in Agent Cody Banks was full of substance."
"I still think you shouldn't have watched that movie."
"There was nothing else to see."
"All right," Rory said, "So tell me what happened."
"Okay. You know the iceberg that hit the Titanic? If it saw Luke, it would have said 'brrr, you're cold!' Because that's how he was."
"The iceberg didn't hit the Titanic. The Titanic was the one which hit the iceberg. Icebergs don't hit ships. They're almost stationary."
"Could you focus please?" Lorelai said, "So I went over to Luke's, and I said we needed to talk. And he was like 'yeah, cool, whatever dude', and I'm like , 'no, really, we have to talk', and he's like ''whatever, dude, it's cool, it's nothing, yeah, rock on'."
"I'm assuming you've embellished the story a little."
"Just a teensy bit," Lorelai brought her fingers close to illustrate. "And that was basically the end of our conversation. He said it was nothing, it was stupid, and that there was nothing to talk about, and that we should just act like it was a one-off incident."
"Well, that's good isn't it?"
"How is this good?"
"For one thing, he doesn't think it's anything serious, so things don't have to get weird between you."
"No," Lorelai insisted, "It's an insult. You don't kiss someone and tell them they're stupid. I mean, not unless you're kissing Pamela Anderson, and while we're on that topic she makes very bad life decisions."
"So, now you're insulted."
"Yes."
"So you wanted him to think there was something going on between the two of you."
"Uh… no."
"But if he didn't think there was something going on, it's insulting."
"Yes."
"Do you not see the lapse in logic here?"
"Look it's very complicated," said Lorelai, "And you don't understand because you're only eighteen and you have yet to see the world, and let me tell you, there's drugs, and sex, and booze, and you can't use logic all the time, so there."
"You get weird when you know you're wrong," said Rory. "So what are you going to do now? I hope you're not going to avoid him again because that routine is getting pretty old."
"Oh, please, I'm not going to avoid him. I'm not a child."
"Good."
"I'm just not going to see him for a while."
"And that's not avoiding him?"
"No, the term 'avoiding' suggests that I make movements in a deliberate attempt to distance myself from him, where else if I just don't go out, and not see him, then I can't be said to be avoiding him. I'm just reducing the opportunity of meeting him."
"Aw, mom, I can't believe you're going to avoid him."
"I told you, I'm not avoiding him."
"But you're supposed to marry him."
"Oh, right," Lorelai sighed. She got up. "Okay, fine. I'll go talk to him again. But if he goes stonewall on me again I'm going to kick his ass."
"That's the spirit!"
*
"I'm back," said Lorelai as she pushed the diner door open.
Luke looked up from the counter where he was standing. "Huh? You just left."
"Yeah, I'm back again," Lorelai walked past him and dragged him into the storage room. "I just came by to tell you that I'm deeply insulted."
"What?"
"I'm insulted."
"Why?"
"Because you called me a fool."
"When did I do that?"
"When I was here the last time."
"I never called you a fool."
"Yes, you did," Lorelai insisted. "You said I was a fool, and that you were a fool, and that we were both fools. You called me a fool!"
"Well, if I didn't then, I sure as hell want to do that now. What's wrong with you?"
"How can you call me a fool?"
"For the last time, I didn't call you a fool."
"Yes, you said that kissing me made you feel like a fool."
"Then I was calling myself a fool, not you."
"You called me a fool by implication."
"Are you on drugs?" Luke asked.
"Oh," Lorelai huffed, "So now I'm a drug-addicted fool, is that it? Is that what you're trying to say? Are you calling me a crack whore?"
"Why are you so angry?"
"I'm angry because…" Lorelai paused, trying to think of what to say, "I'm angry because you said you wished you never kissed me, and that kissing me was a ridiculous lapse of judgment. I don't know, but that's not exactly a nice thing to hear."
"Well, what did you expect me to say? That it's not weird, that it's been really fun, and we should do it more often?"
"No, not exactly," said Lorelai. "But you could at least have said it was nice."
"It was nice," Luke sighed, "But … I just didn't want things to get weird between us. I mean, considering, the diner… and the wedding and everything. I don't know." He sat down on a box of supplies by the door.
"So where do we go from here?" Lorelai sat down beside him.
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"How should I know? I'm just a pot-smoking fool."
"Do you think still getting married is the right thing to do? I mean, after… everything."
Lorelai took his hand in hers. "Hey, it's the only way you can keep the diner. We'll work everything out."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I made a promise, and I'm going to keep it," she said, "I know things are a little shaky between us right now, but … I think we'll see it through. And there's no way in hell I'm going to let you lose that diner."
"Thanks," he mumbled, looking down.
"Luke?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did your father put that clause in his will, anyway?" Lorelai asked, turning to him, "It seems pretty non-standard, if you ask me."
"I don't know," he sighed, "I guess he was afraid I would end up alone. I mean, in his sick, twisted way, I think he just wanted what was best for me."
"Yeah, fathers can be dumb that way." Lorelai smiled at him.
"Lorelai?"
"Yup."
"I don't think you're a fool," he said, looking at her, "At least, not all the time."
"Thanks," she said, "Now get up. We have a wedding to plan."
* to be continued *
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As a little bonus, here's a sneak peek at my eleven year old cousin's upcoming book : "Thrid Chances: The Trory Romence Colecttion"
Chap 1 : dean hes evil tristen is the true luv of rory
Rory is reading her books it Is a thikce book abut poems and poetri I likes dis books a lot rory says i hope I can raed more when I am in universite yale. Lorelai come in the phone ring she pick it up lorelia says rory it is for you it sounds like dean maybe it is dean yeah I think it is hello dean rory says how are you I am fine dean says its funny but I want to get back 2gether wif u rory I luv you then b4 rory she can anwrer tresten come in and say rory I luv u I escape form the milaetery skool so I can join u my true love lorelia is shoked and amazed this is unbeilvable…
More next week!
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A/N1: Sorry it took me so long to write a new chapter, I've been stumped by writer's block.
A/N2 : I know I promised that my eleven year old cousin was supposed to write this chapter, but she has managed to get a book deal and is busy writing her new collection of Trory stories to write a whole chapter. So therefore, she can only write snippets of the fic, which I will put at the end of the chapter.
***
"How did it go?" Rory asked as her mother stormed into the living room.
"Can't you tell by my storming in?" Lorelai threw herself on the couch in frustration. "Everybody knows that when someone storms in, it's never a good time."
"I couldn't tell you were storming in," said Rory, "I was reading my book."
"Well, do you want me to go out and storm back in again? Because I kind of like the sound my shoes make when I storm into the house."
"No, it's all right," said Rory, putting her book down on the table. "What happened?"
"Nothing. That's what happened. Nothing. Zero. Zilch. Compared to what happened to me, the plot in Agent Cody Banks was full of substance."
"I still think you shouldn't have watched that movie."
"There was nothing else to see."
"All right," Rory said, "So tell me what happened."
"Okay. You know the iceberg that hit the Titanic? If it saw Luke, it would have said 'brrr, you're cold!' Because that's how he was."
"The iceberg didn't hit the Titanic. The Titanic was the one which hit the iceberg. Icebergs don't hit ships. They're almost stationary."
"Could you focus please?" Lorelai said, "So I went over to Luke's, and I said we needed to talk. And he was like 'yeah, cool, whatever dude', and I'm like , 'no, really, we have to talk', and he's like ''whatever, dude, it's cool, it's nothing, yeah, rock on'."
"I'm assuming you've embellished the story a little."
"Just a teensy bit," Lorelai brought her fingers close to illustrate. "And that was basically the end of our conversation. He said it was nothing, it was stupid, and that there was nothing to talk about, and that we should just act like it was a one-off incident."
"Well, that's good isn't it?"
"How is this good?"
"For one thing, he doesn't think it's anything serious, so things don't have to get weird between you."
"No," Lorelai insisted, "It's an insult. You don't kiss someone and tell them they're stupid. I mean, not unless you're kissing Pamela Anderson, and while we're on that topic she makes very bad life decisions."
"So, now you're insulted."
"Yes."
"So you wanted him to think there was something going on between the two of you."
"Uh… no."
"But if he didn't think there was something going on, it's insulting."
"Yes."
"Do you not see the lapse in logic here?"
"Look it's very complicated," said Lorelai, "And you don't understand because you're only eighteen and you have yet to see the world, and let me tell you, there's drugs, and sex, and booze, and you can't use logic all the time, so there."
"You get weird when you know you're wrong," said Rory. "So what are you going to do now? I hope you're not going to avoid him again because that routine is getting pretty old."
"Oh, please, I'm not going to avoid him. I'm not a child."
"Good."
"I'm just not going to see him for a while."
"And that's not avoiding him?"
"No, the term 'avoiding' suggests that I make movements in a deliberate attempt to distance myself from him, where else if I just don't go out, and not see him, then I can't be said to be avoiding him. I'm just reducing the opportunity of meeting him."
"Aw, mom, I can't believe you're going to avoid him."
"I told you, I'm not avoiding him."
"But you're supposed to marry him."
"Oh, right," Lorelai sighed. She got up. "Okay, fine. I'll go talk to him again. But if he goes stonewall on me again I'm going to kick his ass."
"That's the spirit!"
*
"I'm back," said Lorelai as she pushed the diner door open.
Luke looked up from the counter where he was standing. "Huh? You just left."
"Yeah, I'm back again," Lorelai walked past him and dragged him into the storage room. "I just came by to tell you that I'm deeply insulted."
"What?"
"I'm insulted."
"Why?"
"Because you called me a fool."
"When did I do that?"
"When I was here the last time."
"I never called you a fool."
"Yes, you did," Lorelai insisted. "You said I was a fool, and that you were a fool, and that we were both fools. You called me a fool!"
"Well, if I didn't then, I sure as hell want to do that now. What's wrong with you?"
"How can you call me a fool?"
"For the last time, I didn't call you a fool."
"Yes, you said that kissing me made you feel like a fool."
"Then I was calling myself a fool, not you."
"You called me a fool by implication."
"Are you on drugs?" Luke asked.
"Oh," Lorelai huffed, "So now I'm a drug-addicted fool, is that it? Is that what you're trying to say? Are you calling me a crack whore?"
"Why are you so angry?"
"I'm angry because…" Lorelai paused, trying to think of what to say, "I'm angry because you said you wished you never kissed me, and that kissing me was a ridiculous lapse of judgment. I don't know, but that's not exactly a nice thing to hear."
"Well, what did you expect me to say? That it's not weird, that it's been really fun, and we should do it more often?"
"No, not exactly," said Lorelai. "But you could at least have said it was nice."
"It was nice," Luke sighed, "But … I just didn't want things to get weird between us. I mean, considering, the diner… and the wedding and everything. I don't know." He sat down on a box of supplies by the door.
"So where do we go from here?" Lorelai sat down beside him.
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"How should I know? I'm just a pot-smoking fool."
"Do you think still getting married is the right thing to do? I mean, after… everything."
Lorelai took his hand in hers. "Hey, it's the only way you can keep the diner. We'll work everything out."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I made a promise, and I'm going to keep it," she said, "I know things are a little shaky between us right now, but … I think we'll see it through. And there's no way in hell I'm going to let you lose that diner."
"Thanks," he mumbled, looking down.
"Luke?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did your father put that clause in his will, anyway?" Lorelai asked, turning to him, "It seems pretty non-standard, if you ask me."
"I don't know," he sighed, "I guess he was afraid I would end up alone. I mean, in his sick, twisted way, I think he just wanted what was best for me."
"Yeah, fathers can be dumb that way." Lorelai smiled at him.
"Lorelai?"
"Yup."
"I don't think you're a fool," he said, looking at her, "At least, not all the time."
"Thanks," she said, "Now get up. We have a wedding to plan."
* to be continued *
~~~
As a little bonus, here's a sneak peek at my eleven year old cousin's upcoming book : "Thrid Chances: The Trory Romence Colecttion"
Chap 1 : dean hes evil tristen is the true luv of rory
Rory is reading her books it Is a thikce book abut poems and poetri I likes dis books a lot rory says i hope I can raed more when I am in universite yale. Lorelai come in the phone ring she pick it up lorelia says rory it is for you it sounds like dean maybe it is dean yeah I think it is hello dean rory says how are you I am fine dean says its funny but I want to get back 2gether wif u rory I luv you then b4 rory she can anwrer tresten come in and say rory I luv u I escape form the milaetery skool so I can join u my true love lorelia is shoked and amazed this is unbeilvable…
More next week!
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