Title: Fairy-God Mothers
Author: Aquarius Angel
Homepage: http://www.angelfire.com/il3/aquariusangel/index.html
Rating: Still PG
Note: I'll love Cinderella stories, and Disney movies, they are
all so happy. So if you see alot of simularities, just deal with it!!!
Disclaimer: Didn't even think about claiming it, so don't sue.
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Watching her dance around the room reminded him just how
innocent she really was. She never turned into the stuntish,
stuck-up, rich kid of society. Which he was happy about. At first
that was what made him seek her attention, the innocence's, the
pureness, messing up something that was so different. But then
he realized that's what he needed a person who wasn't like him or
his friends, a person who would teach him that it was alright to
love life, that their was more than just the 'society' lifestyle
out there. She taught him to so much between their bantering and
him just sitting back and watching her. She was the one person
that saw him for who he really is a kid trying to hide the pain
that society put him through.
Rory was the girl that he went to military school for.
Sure he did commit the crime and all, but getting away from society
was making him a better person. He could live freely and innocently,
even though at times that was hard to do. This was his chance to
prove to her that he could be an ok guy, and to come to her rescue
like she did for him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Watching you dance."
"No why did you come here for?" Rory said trying to get
a real and better answer out of Tristan Dugrey.
"To dance with you." He said with a knowing smirk, with
her all tong-tied over him.
"What?" Rory besides being all tong-tied was also very
confused. Not seeing him for a year and then just showing up
in her living room entrance was so like him. "Wait let me
repeat that, WHAT?"
"It's prom night is it not?" Rory nodded her head.
"Even Cinderella got to go to the ball."
"Uh?"
"Your fair-god mothers planned you a night you never
forget." Tristan said while walking over to Rory and taking
the pillow that she was formerly dancing with but no holding
against herself, away from her. "Trust me, that's all I ask,
just trust me."
"But I have nothing to wear."
"Taken care of, right this way." Tristan took her hand
and led her up the stairs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you sure this is the dress?" Paris asked for the
hundredth time.
"Lane tell her, please. She stopped listening to me half
an hour ago." Lorelai said with a sigh and taking a seat in the
dress shop.
"Paris, you have to believe us. Whenever Rory walks by
her she looks at this dress. Last week when I came in to try on
my dress, I somehow convinced her to try on this dress. She looked
amazing in it, and her eyes sparkled and you could tell this was
the dress she wanted to wear for prom." Lane explained for the
second time.
"Other than that do you have an evidence, and proof.
Anything other than a sparkle in the eye I can go off of. This
is not as simple as choosing the color of ink to write you
application to Harvard in. If we choose the wrong dress the
whole night could be a disaster for Rory. Goodness Madeline and
Louise have been planning their prom nights since they were five."
Paris just wanted this night to be perfect for Rory after everything
that she did for her, after her own melt down. She just want to
show Rory how grateful she for her being in her life the last
three years.
"Paris calm down. We are so sure that this is the dress
for Rory. It is simple, elegant and red, so far from the blue she
is force to wear. She look amazing in the dress, and she loves this
dress." Lorelai said forcefully.
"Ok we will take this one then." Paris said
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Tristan asked her to trust him she at first had doubts.
She never knew what to expect from him. Rory wasn't about to put her
guard down around him. But when he led her up to her mother's closet,
and opened it, she felt just like Cinderella did when the mice and
birds surprised her with a new ball gown. The dress was the red one
from the window at the dress shop. When she tried it on she knew
that dress was made for her. It flowed around her when she twirled,
and she looked radiant in it.
"Oh My! Tristan how..." Rory was speechless.
"There isn't time for you to just stare at the dress, get in
the shower and get cleaned up." Rory turned back towards Tristan
smiled. And started out of the room, the dress in her hand.
"I'll be ready in about an hour." And she rushed down the
stairs. Leaving a smiling and very happy Tristan to just stare at her.
Author: Aquarius Angel
Homepage: http://www.angelfire.com/il3/aquariusangel/index.html
Rating: Still PG
Note: I'll love Cinderella stories, and Disney movies, they are
all so happy. So if you see alot of simularities, just deal with it!!!
Disclaimer: Didn't even think about claiming it, so don't sue.
*******************************************************************
Watching her dance around the room reminded him just how
innocent she really was. She never turned into the stuntish,
stuck-up, rich kid of society. Which he was happy about. At first
that was what made him seek her attention, the innocence's, the
pureness, messing up something that was so different. But then
he realized that's what he needed a person who wasn't like him or
his friends, a person who would teach him that it was alright to
love life, that their was more than just the 'society' lifestyle
out there. She taught him to so much between their bantering and
him just sitting back and watching her. She was the one person
that saw him for who he really is a kid trying to hide the pain
that society put him through.
Rory was the girl that he went to military school for.
Sure he did commit the crime and all, but getting away from society
was making him a better person. He could live freely and innocently,
even though at times that was hard to do. This was his chance to
prove to her that he could be an ok guy, and to come to her rescue
like she did for him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Watching you dance."
"No why did you come here for?" Rory said trying to get
a real and better answer out of Tristan Dugrey.
"To dance with you." He said with a knowing smirk, with
her all tong-tied over him.
"What?" Rory besides being all tong-tied was also very
confused. Not seeing him for a year and then just showing up
in her living room entrance was so like him. "Wait let me
repeat that, WHAT?"
"It's prom night is it not?" Rory nodded her head.
"Even Cinderella got to go to the ball."
"Uh?"
"Your fair-god mothers planned you a night you never
forget." Tristan said while walking over to Rory and taking
the pillow that she was formerly dancing with but no holding
against herself, away from her. "Trust me, that's all I ask,
just trust me."
"But I have nothing to wear."
"Taken care of, right this way." Tristan took her hand
and led her up the stairs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you sure this is the dress?" Paris asked for the
hundredth time.
"Lane tell her, please. She stopped listening to me half
an hour ago." Lorelai said with a sigh and taking a seat in the
dress shop.
"Paris, you have to believe us. Whenever Rory walks by
her she looks at this dress. Last week when I came in to try on
my dress, I somehow convinced her to try on this dress. She looked
amazing in it, and her eyes sparkled and you could tell this was
the dress she wanted to wear for prom." Lane explained for the
second time.
"Other than that do you have an evidence, and proof.
Anything other than a sparkle in the eye I can go off of. This
is not as simple as choosing the color of ink to write you
application to Harvard in. If we choose the wrong dress the
whole night could be a disaster for Rory. Goodness Madeline and
Louise have been planning their prom nights since they were five."
Paris just wanted this night to be perfect for Rory after everything
that she did for her, after her own melt down. She just want to
show Rory how grateful she for her being in her life the last
three years.
"Paris calm down. We are so sure that this is the dress
for Rory. It is simple, elegant and red, so far from the blue she
is force to wear. She look amazing in the dress, and she loves this
dress." Lorelai said forcefully.
"Ok we will take this one then." Paris said
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Tristan asked her to trust him she at first had doubts.
She never knew what to expect from him. Rory wasn't about to put her
guard down around him. But when he led her up to her mother's closet,
and opened it, she felt just like Cinderella did when the mice and
birds surprised her with a new ball gown. The dress was the red one
from the window at the dress shop. When she tried it on she knew
that dress was made for her. It flowed around her when she twirled,
and she looked radiant in it.
"Oh My! Tristan how..." Rory was speechless.
"There isn't time for you to just stare at the dress, get in
the shower and get cleaned up." Rory turned back towards Tristan
smiled. And started out of the room, the dress in her hand.
"I'll be ready in about an hour." And she rushed down the
stairs. Leaving a smiling and very happy Tristan to just stare at her.