A/N: sort of a filler, next chapter much more interesting, promise.
"Rory." The door opened as a familiar voice flooded into the room.
"In here." She shouted back.
"How's my little baby?"
"Good. How's my insane mother?"
Lorelai walked into the family room to see Rory snuggled up to a large container of cookie dough ice cream and her notepad, furiously writing.
"Why didn't you tell me you had ice cream? I would have come running home.."
"Sure, to see the ice cream, but what about your sick and lonely daughter who's life was threatened by a mean machine?"
"A mean machine.."
"The ice cream is messing with my head."
"Meh, that's the ice cream makers goal." Lorelai put her purse down and walked over to the couch.
"I've almost finished my first column."
"What's it on."
"How confusing life is."
"Very good my child, you have learned well."
"How was work.?"
"Great. Michelle had an ugly encounter with the squirrel."
"Aww, Mr. Pickles?"
"Well, you see Mr. Pickles is really a Mrs. Pickles."
"Oh no!"
"Yah, and Mrs. Pickles had baby pickles today. Michelle was yelling at them furiously.."
"Michelle can be so mean."
"Yah, well he started chasing the Pickles family with a shovel."
"Are the Pickles okay?"
"Thank god yes."
"Yeah!"
"What did you do today."
"Nothing much."
"What happened?"
"Nothing happened."
"I can tell by your voice, what happened that you are not telling me?"
Rory reluctantly told Lorelai what had happened.
"I ran into some guy and I had a breakdown, it was the noises, the clash. I started crying and then I just burst out, I had to explain what happened. I don't know why, I just felt like I had to."
"Aww, sweetie come here."
"Then I saw Tristan."
"Oh no."
"I'm not so sure he recognized me.."
"Well forget about him. He's no good."
"You sound like a five year old."
"Hey I'm home."
"Lukie!"
"Rory did you give her the ice cream? I thought I told you that she shouldn't have any."
"I didn't do anything."
Lorelai ran up and kissed him on his face. Rory was happy to see that the two had finally gotten together. You could tell from the glow on Lorelai's face that this was where she wanted to be.
"Rory, I saw a little bit of your incident today. I wasn't sure to run after you or not. Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine." she said, as her cheeks turned red of embarrassment.
"That's good. Very good." He said as if he wasn't sure what to say.
"What's for supper?" Lorelai asked impatiently. She was so glad that Rory and Luke got along. Of course if they didn't she wouldn't be with Luke, but she was happy all the same. Luke was her everything. Including her chef.
"Whatever you're making," Luke kidded.
"Please tell me you don't let her cook." Rory pleaded jokingly.
"She doesn't know how to work the stove. you think she can cook?"
"Hey, it's not right to make fun of me when I'm right here."
"Mom, I'm not hungry right now, and I've got to go to the book store, and make a stop for more paper and pens while I'm at it."
"I don't know if I should let you go out alone."
"I'm not 5 anymore."
"Are you going to be okay?"
"Yes. Here I'll have my cell on. Call me whenever you want."
"Okay, but be careful."
Rory grabbed her bag and a sweater, as she ran out the house. Not knowing that tonight, her life would forever change.
"Rory." The door opened as a familiar voice flooded into the room.
"In here." She shouted back.
"How's my little baby?"
"Good. How's my insane mother?"
Lorelai walked into the family room to see Rory snuggled up to a large container of cookie dough ice cream and her notepad, furiously writing.
"Why didn't you tell me you had ice cream? I would have come running home.."
"Sure, to see the ice cream, but what about your sick and lonely daughter who's life was threatened by a mean machine?"
"A mean machine.."
"The ice cream is messing with my head."
"Meh, that's the ice cream makers goal." Lorelai put her purse down and walked over to the couch.
"I've almost finished my first column."
"What's it on."
"How confusing life is."
"Very good my child, you have learned well."
"How was work.?"
"Great. Michelle had an ugly encounter with the squirrel."
"Aww, Mr. Pickles?"
"Well, you see Mr. Pickles is really a Mrs. Pickles."
"Oh no!"
"Yah, and Mrs. Pickles had baby pickles today. Michelle was yelling at them furiously.."
"Michelle can be so mean."
"Yah, well he started chasing the Pickles family with a shovel."
"Are the Pickles okay?"
"Thank god yes."
"Yeah!"
"What did you do today."
"Nothing much."
"What happened?"
"Nothing happened."
"I can tell by your voice, what happened that you are not telling me?"
Rory reluctantly told Lorelai what had happened.
"I ran into some guy and I had a breakdown, it was the noises, the clash. I started crying and then I just burst out, I had to explain what happened. I don't know why, I just felt like I had to."
"Aww, sweetie come here."
"Then I saw Tristan."
"Oh no."
"I'm not so sure he recognized me.."
"Well forget about him. He's no good."
"You sound like a five year old."
"Hey I'm home."
"Lukie!"
"Rory did you give her the ice cream? I thought I told you that she shouldn't have any."
"I didn't do anything."
Lorelai ran up and kissed him on his face. Rory was happy to see that the two had finally gotten together. You could tell from the glow on Lorelai's face that this was where she wanted to be.
"Rory, I saw a little bit of your incident today. I wasn't sure to run after you or not. Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine." she said, as her cheeks turned red of embarrassment.
"That's good. Very good." He said as if he wasn't sure what to say.
"What's for supper?" Lorelai asked impatiently. She was so glad that Rory and Luke got along. Of course if they didn't she wouldn't be with Luke, but she was happy all the same. Luke was her everything. Including her chef.
"Whatever you're making," Luke kidded.
"Please tell me you don't let her cook." Rory pleaded jokingly.
"She doesn't know how to work the stove. you think she can cook?"
"Hey, it's not right to make fun of me when I'm right here."
"Mom, I'm not hungry right now, and I've got to go to the book store, and make a stop for more paper and pens while I'm at it."
"I don't know if I should let you go out alone."
"I'm not 5 anymore."
"Are you going to be okay?"
"Yes. Here I'll have my cell on. Call me whenever you want."
"Okay, but be careful."
Rory grabbed her bag and a sweater, as she ran out the house. Not knowing that tonight, her life would forever change.