DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LIZZIE MCGUIRE. Sigh. Okay, here I am, finally updating this story. I think I have an idea as to where I want to take this story. It doesn't seem very dramatic now, and it won't be as dramatic as Je t'aime, but it will have some drama, because, lets face it, life is drama. I am all for being random and spontanious, so if I throw in an occasional prison visit or affair (not in plans, but, I have the power) it will end up happy in the end. If you are reading Je t'aime, you know I LOVE obstacles. That being said, I love Lizzie/Gordo, and they belong together.
Chapter Five
A few days later, they were still enjoying the luxuries in Sicily. They were just getting used to everything. Lizzie and Gordo were planning on driving up to the ocean, and then taking their rental car up to the mainland. Ethan and Miranda decided they would stay down there.
At the moment, Miranda and Ethan were out shopping, and Gordo was out at the post office. Lizzie was fixing lunch for herself. She was making a peanut butter an jelly sandwich.
Gordo walked in, "Hey, Lizzie," he said and he walked behind her and gave her a hug.
"Hey, baby," Lizzie said, "Did you have fun at the post office?"
"Oh, yeah. There was a party and everything. Too bad you missed it. The stripper tell me to say 'hello' to you, though," Gordo said.
"How nice," Lizzie said, and she put some peanut butter on Gordo's nose playfully.
Gordo tried to stick his tongue up to his nose to lick it off, and succeeded, "Yum!"
Lizzie made a face, "Eww! Ugh, Gordo, sometimes I wonder if I should be teaching you with my kindergarteners!"
"Why? You have already taught me so much," Gordo said, kissing her neck.
Lizzie pulled away, "Not now! I am trying to eat!"
"What about me?"
"What about you? Are you hungry?"
"Is the Pope catholic?"
"Well, do you want a sandwich?"
"Is that an offer?"
Lizzie rolled her eyes, "Can't you ever do anything for yourself?"
"Would you like me to fix it?"
"Can we stop with the questions already!" Lizzie said.
"I don't know, can we?"
Lizzie took a bite out of her sandwich and walked over to the counter, "Yes."
"Fine," Gordo said, "I will make my own sandwich."
"Okay," Lizzie said with her mouth full.
Gordo got out the bread and started making his sandwich, "You know," he said, "I would have been more than happy to make us both sandwiches if you would have waited, but you didn't."
"Oh, darn! If only!" Lizzie said as she continued eating her sandwich.
Gordo sat next to her, and took a huge bite of his sandwich, "MMMMM! This is the best sandwich I have ever tasted!" he exclaimed, making loud smacking noises.
Lizzie looked at him in disgust. Gordo noticed this, and stuck his tongue out at her while food was still in his mouth.
"Um, excuse me while I throw up," Lizzie said. She laughed at Gordo, "You know, you are seriously starting to digress in age. Maybe I should call a doctor or something."
"Go ahead, mommy."
"I am not you're mommy."
"Yes you are."
"Okay, fine. If I'm you're mommy, then who is your daddy?" Lizzie asked, as she got up and put her plate in the sink. She looked at him and raised her eye brow questioningly at him, and went upstairs.
"Okay, fine, you are not my mommy," Gordo yelled.
"Good!" Lizzie yelled from upstairs.
"I love you, Lizzie!"
"I love you, too!" Lizzie yelled.
Gordo finished his sandwich in the kitchen and cleaned up everything. He was pouring himself some milk when Miranda and Ethan came through the door.
"Hey!" Gordo said.
"Hey, Gordo!" Ethan said.
"Ooh, Gordo, maybe you can help me explain something to Ethan," Miranda said.
"Alright, I can give it a shot," Gordo said, then he looked at Ethan, "Ethan, Something is everything that isn't nothing. Got it?"
Miranda rolled her eyes, "Gee, thanks, Gordo."
"Anything to help people less fortunate than I," Gordo said.
"Oh, cry me a river, Gordo. Seriously, I want your opinion," Miranda said.
"On what?"
"Is it okay for guys who are involved in relationships to check out other women?"
Gordo looked at Ethan, who was nodding his head, "Of course, as long as they don't touch."
"See?! I Told you it was cool!" Ethan said, "Even Gordo says so."
"Miranda ignored this and continued her questions, "What about flirting?"
"Yeah, because flirting isn't touching."
"I told you!" Ethan exclaimed, getting all excited, "Ha! We are right, and you are wrong."
"What about for Lizzie, Gordo?"
"What about Lizzie?"
"Is it okay for Lizzie to flirt with other guys?"
"Oh, of course not!"
"HAA! You see! This is such a double standard! Men are pigs!"
"Yeah, but would you want us any other way?" Gordo asked, wiping his milk mustache off with his shirt sleeve, knowing that would drive Miranda crazy.
"Where is Lizzie?"
"She's upstairs in our room. Why? Ooh! Let me guess! You have deep dark secrets you want to share with her!" Gordo said.
"Yeah, that's it!" Miranda answered, sarcastically, "And they are all about you, Gordo!"
"Oh, goodie!" Gordo said, in mock excitement.
"Don't flatter yourself. Actually, I just bought some new clothes, and i wanted to see what Lizzie thought of them."
"Ohh, fashion show!" Gordo exclaimed, again in mock-excitement.
"Yeah, you want to come up and see the clothes, Gordo?"
Gordo deepened his voice, "Uh, actually, I was thinking about, you know, working on the car and stuff. You know, make sure it is all good and stuff for the trip. Yeah," Gordo said. He was attempting to sound manly.
Miranda rolled her eyes and headed upstairs, ready to show Lizzie her clothes.
Chapter Five
A few days later, they were still enjoying the luxuries in Sicily. They were just getting used to everything. Lizzie and Gordo were planning on driving up to the ocean, and then taking their rental car up to the mainland. Ethan and Miranda decided they would stay down there.
At the moment, Miranda and Ethan were out shopping, and Gordo was out at the post office. Lizzie was fixing lunch for herself. She was making a peanut butter an jelly sandwich.
Gordo walked in, "Hey, Lizzie," he said and he walked behind her and gave her a hug.
"Hey, baby," Lizzie said, "Did you have fun at the post office?"
"Oh, yeah. There was a party and everything. Too bad you missed it. The stripper tell me to say 'hello' to you, though," Gordo said.
"How nice," Lizzie said, and she put some peanut butter on Gordo's nose playfully.
Gordo tried to stick his tongue up to his nose to lick it off, and succeeded, "Yum!"
Lizzie made a face, "Eww! Ugh, Gordo, sometimes I wonder if I should be teaching you with my kindergarteners!"
"Why? You have already taught me so much," Gordo said, kissing her neck.
Lizzie pulled away, "Not now! I am trying to eat!"
"What about me?"
"What about you? Are you hungry?"
"Is the Pope catholic?"
"Well, do you want a sandwich?"
"Is that an offer?"
Lizzie rolled her eyes, "Can't you ever do anything for yourself?"
"Would you like me to fix it?"
"Can we stop with the questions already!" Lizzie said.
"I don't know, can we?"
Lizzie took a bite out of her sandwich and walked over to the counter, "Yes."
"Fine," Gordo said, "I will make my own sandwich."
"Okay," Lizzie said with her mouth full.
Gordo got out the bread and started making his sandwich, "You know," he said, "I would have been more than happy to make us both sandwiches if you would have waited, but you didn't."
"Oh, darn! If only!" Lizzie said as she continued eating her sandwich.
Gordo sat next to her, and took a huge bite of his sandwich, "MMMMM! This is the best sandwich I have ever tasted!" he exclaimed, making loud smacking noises.
Lizzie looked at him in disgust. Gordo noticed this, and stuck his tongue out at her while food was still in his mouth.
"Um, excuse me while I throw up," Lizzie said. She laughed at Gordo, "You know, you are seriously starting to digress in age. Maybe I should call a doctor or something."
"Go ahead, mommy."
"I am not you're mommy."
"Yes you are."
"Okay, fine. If I'm you're mommy, then who is your daddy?" Lizzie asked, as she got up and put her plate in the sink. She looked at him and raised her eye brow questioningly at him, and went upstairs.
"Okay, fine, you are not my mommy," Gordo yelled.
"Good!" Lizzie yelled from upstairs.
"I love you, Lizzie!"
"I love you, too!" Lizzie yelled.
Gordo finished his sandwich in the kitchen and cleaned up everything. He was pouring himself some milk when Miranda and Ethan came through the door.
"Hey!" Gordo said.
"Hey, Gordo!" Ethan said.
"Ooh, Gordo, maybe you can help me explain something to Ethan," Miranda said.
"Alright, I can give it a shot," Gordo said, then he looked at Ethan, "Ethan, Something is everything that isn't nothing. Got it?"
Miranda rolled her eyes, "Gee, thanks, Gordo."
"Anything to help people less fortunate than I," Gordo said.
"Oh, cry me a river, Gordo. Seriously, I want your opinion," Miranda said.
"On what?"
"Is it okay for guys who are involved in relationships to check out other women?"
Gordo looked at Ethan, who was nodding his head, "Of course, as long as they don't touch."
"See?! I Told you it was cool!" Ethan said, "Even Gordo says so."
"Miranda ignored this and continued her questions, "What about flirting?"
"Yeah, because flirting isn't touching."
"I told you!" Ethan exclaimed, getting all excited, "Ha! We are right, and you are wrong."
"What about for Lizzie, Gordo?"
"What about Lizzie?"
"Is it okay for Lizzie to flirt with other guys?"
"Oh, of course not!"
"HAA! You see! This is such a double standard! Men are pigs!"
"Yeah, but would you want us any other way?" Gordo asked, wiping his milk mustache off with his shirt sleeve, knowing that would drive Miranda crazy.
"Where is Lizzie?"
"She's upstairs in our room. Why? Ooh! Let me guess! You have deep dark secrets you want to share with her!" Gordo said.
"Yeah, that's it!" Miranda answered, sarcastically, "And they are all about you, Gordo!"
"Oh, goodie!" Gordo said, in mock excitement.
"Don't flatter yourself. Actually, I just bought some new clothes, and i wanted to see what Lizzie thought of them."
"Ohh, fashion show!" Gordo exclaimed, again in mock-excitement.
"Yeah, you want to come up and see the clothes, Gordo?"
Gordo deepened his voice, "Uh, actually, I was thinking about, you know, working on the car and stuff. You know, make sure it is all good and stuff for the trip. Yeah," Gordo said. He was attempting to sound manly.
Miranda rolled her eyes and headed upstairs, ready to show Lizzie her clothes.