Sorry it's been about a week and a half, guys. I tried. I really did. I've got spring break this week, so I should get some more out here during the week too.
Thanks for all the great reviews. I love you all:) And yes, of course this story will have a happy ending. J/J should always be happy (though every good one has to have a little angst.)
Uh...please review, and Happy Easter!
Chapter Two: Operation Marry Luke
Lorelai pranced around her living room joyfully. Rory was okay with it! She was okay with it! She wanted to be married to someone specific for the first time in her life. She wanted to live the rest of her life with someone who knew her as well as her daughter, someone who loved her and cared for her. She could not hold in her laughter, and she suddenly fell onto the couch and cackled uncontrollably. When was the last time she was so happy? She couldn't remember. Luke made her happy. She wanted Luke forever.
I'm glad Luke isn't here to see this. He would call the men with the butterfly nets to come and take me away. She thought, thanking the Business Hour Gods that made him leave to open the diner so early. Briefly she wondered whether she should go to Luke's that morning, scared that he would think something was up. In the end she decided it was worth the risk, so she skipped, literally skipped, to her favorite place to eat. Countless townspeople stared after her.
And up she skipped to the counter before anyone could even register the bell above the diner door. Luke had his back turned to the coffee machine, so she sneaked behind the counter and up to his ear.
"Hey Luke!" She screamed, and he jumped, startled,as she broke out into laughter.
"That wasn't funny, Lorelai." He grumbled.
"Thirty feet in the air!" She choked.
"I jumped three inches in the air."
"You were so scared! I'm soo stealthy!" He snorted.
"I should be a detective. Or 007. Ooh, I could be the bond girl!"
"Except that would make me James Bond, and I don't feel up to accepting any missions today, but if you call back later…"
"Dirty, and it doesn't matter because we all know that the girl was the brains of the operation anyway."
"Lorelai, don't startle me like that. I could have spilled the coffee." She gasped.
"Oh no! Well, I'm sorry, Luke, I'll never do it again."
"How can you be so awake before coffee when you only got zero and a half hours of sleep?"
"Oh my gosh! How did you know I only got zero and a half hours?"
"Because that's what you told me when the alarm clock woke us both up this morning."
"I don't know. I'm just excited. Peppy. Happy." She flashed him a smile that meant 'if only you knew'.
"Well I guess that means you don't need any coffee this morning." He grabbed the pot and walked away to a table in the back.
"On the contrary: it means that I'll need double the coffee so I can retain my ultimate high. Now hand me the pot." Luke refilled two people's mugs who happened to be staring amusedly at the couple.
"Druggie."
"I thought I was a junkie." She corrected, and lunged for the pot. He spun around so the pot was out of reach.
"Lorelai, sit down. I'll pour you some in a second!" He said impatiently. Anxious for her elixir of life, she sat at the counter again and began to beg like a dog. Seeing this, Luke rolled his eyes and went behind the counter, suddenly revealing a hidden coffee cup.
"Luke!" She cried, exasperated.
"What? I got you coffee."
"But you pored it for me before I even got here, so all this time when I was waiting for a cup I could have already had one! Mean!"
"I do my best." He gave a half smile.
"So…um, do you have any plans for tonight? Cause I was thinking we could do a movie night." Phase one put into action
"Sounds good…as long as I get to pick the movie. No more stupid romantic comedies." That won't do at all! She thought.
"Oh, please Luke? There's just one that I've been dying to see…"
"Oh god… if it's Bring It On, I'm going to kill myself."
"Of course it's not Bring it On! Really, Luke, where have you been? I've already seen that movie at least three times! No, the movie I wanted to see was So I Married an Axe Murderer!"
"And why would you want to see that? I've never even heard of it!"
"For the same reason I watch everything else: the mocking!"
"Oh, that."
"And Two-Word Man strikes again! Able to convey whole sentences, paragraphs, hell, even important government documents with just two words! You're bilingual!"
"Bilingual means you can speak two different languages."
"That's nothing special. I can speak three: English, Uompa Lumpa, and Lorelai Thought."
"Lorelai thought?"
"Yes. It's very rare to know. Like Pig latin, only rarer..er."
"Pig latin isn't-" He started, but Lorelai interrupted.
"Basically the Lorelai Thought language is the ability to translate what goes on in my head and some of the stuff that comes out of my mouth into English. Only three people have any talent in that: Rory, you, and, thought I hate to admit it, my mother."
"You're serious?"
"It's amazing…sometimes she actually knows what I'm thinking. It's probably mother's intuition or something. Like, for example…"
"Please don't talk about your mother."
"…I know I'm not on the best of terms with her right now, but she does know what she's talking about with a few things. Like, for example, she told me that you should choose a man who knows how to pick her jewelry." Lorelai smiled and flipped her hair so that the earrings and necklace that Luke gave her were visible.
"And she also—"
"Kirk! Don't bring that thing in here! This is a place where people eat!" Luke stormed off before she could finish her thought and went over to a cowering Kirk who had something concealed in his palms.
Lorelai sighed sadly. She had planned to mention thather mother guessed that she wanted to be married,in not so many words, and how her mother had once told her that she would get married in the diner (she had denied it at the time, of course). Well, she'd just try again.
Luke stomped over. "Stupid Kirk brought his new parakeet in here. God, seriously, I wish I hadn't told him to move out. Ever since then he's been on a freedom trip and done so many stupid things. That's the last time I ever give him advice."
"Maybe it's good that he has freedom now. I mean, we all know that Kirk's mother hates Lulu, but this way they can move foreword. You know, progress in their relationship, get married…"
Lorelai was struggling to draw a parallel here, because she absolutely loved drawing parallels and recognizing symbolism.
"It's kind of funny that my mom doesn't like you and his mom doesn't like Lulu. We're going through the same thing…" She elaborated. Luke's face was stone.
"Please don't compare our lives to Kirk's. It's too disturbing." He stated, and went to deliver someone's fries.
Lorelai watched him walk away, slightly disappointed that he didn't respond. Oh, well. There are ways to make you speak…or think…or propose. Whatever. She decided that she never like that quote anyway, and began more planning for Operation Marry Luke. Ugg!She thought, and instead began planning a new name with a cool sounding acronym for Operation Marry Luke
