(A/N: Vacation rocked. And I wrote so much, I was very pleased with myself, and treated me to a new CD. Woot! And none of you have answered the question about the PDLD, Lit, and JavaJunkie. What do they mean? Lol.

Damnmydooah- LOL! Awesome! Thanks for the positive feedback on the chapter! I was amazed to find GG on in Virginia at some odd hour of the night. My aunt almost had a heart attack when she found me awake, laughing my ass off at something Lorelai said. And I wrote this all the way home. I couldn't read my scribbles half the time, but by God I was writing:)

Baby Girl Geller-Green- Thanks! I was hoping I didn't overdo him too much. And I imagined Babette reacting somewhat like that. Thanks for the feedback:)

Y'all, if you have a question about anything, just ask it, and I'll answer it. (Unless it has to do with the story in the future. Like if you ask "OMG! Wats gonna happen to LL?" I'm not going to answer.)

Disclaimer: ASP owns the Gilmore Girls, not I. Though it'd be very nice if I did. ;)

-Their Dreams-

-Chapter 3-

-Peas-

Emily stared at the peas, a look of pure disgust on her face. She hated peas, and she certainly wasn't going to waste her time pretending she liked them.

"I won't eat them." She spoke.

Lorelai looked up from her own plate, "Eat what, mom?"

"The peas. I hate them." Emily gave one of her infamous sighs.

"You haven't even tried them. They could be really good, but you haven't even given them a chance, so you wouldn't know." Lorelai answered, eating a huge spoonful of them to prove her point. She held back a face from the nutritional value.

Emily shook her head. "I won't like them."

"How do you know?" Lorelai shot back. It was obvious she was getting angered, and Emily could hear banging of pots and pans from the other room, compliments of Sookie.

"Because."

"Just try them, please? Sookie worked really hard on this meal." Lorelai sighed exasperatedly.

"No." Emily went on to examining the pork chop. "Is this thing edible?" She poked at it with the tip of her fork.

"Now they feel left out." Lorelai still went on about the peas.

Emily just gave her daughter a look, wondering how Lorelai ended up the way she was.

After the lunch, Emily stayed just long enough to insult the way Lorelai ran the inn, and then finally left.

Lorelai slumped in an easy chair and shook her head. "How is she my mother?" She asked no one in particular.

She could hear Sookie berating herself in the kitchen saying that she should of know that Emily only liked New York cheesecake, and hated peas.

Luke grunted as Lorelai entered the diner, letting only his eyes acknowledge she was there.

Lorelai sat down at the counter. "Coffee. Now." She rubbed her temple.

Luke nodded and poured her a cup, not pulling the usual "It's not healthy for you" on her. He knew that this foul mood could have only caused one thing. Her parents.

"How can she be my mom? Aren't moms supposed to congratulate their daughters on making it in life? And not force their granddaughters to come to dinners on Friday nights? And mothers are supposed to adore peas!" Lorelai ranted on, pausing every couple seconds to take a sip of coffee.

"Errrr…" Luke wasn't sure if he wanted to answer that question or not.

Lorelai shook her head and took a long gulp of the warm liquid, draining the cup and letting it calm her down.

"Want another refill?" Luke asked, eying the empty cup.

"Bring it on." Lorelai answered, shoving her cup to him.

Rory gave Dean a quick kiss and smiled at him.

"Tomorrow night, the movies?" He asked.

Rory grinned, "Wouldn't miss it. Well, not unless my mom finally went crazy and I would have to drive her to the nearest mental facility."

"I thought she was already crazy." Dean joked.

Rory laughed, "Nope, though the doctor was talking about some kind of medication…"

Dean snickered, "So, nine sound good?"

"Perfect. See you later, Dean." She quickly kissed him again and headed inside, the twilight just starting to show.

"Hey mom." Rory greeted her mother.

"Hey babe." Lorelai replied, "How was your day? I hope it was better then mine, because it sucked. Like on a scale on one to ten, ten being worst, it was very close-like tippy edge close-to being a ten."

"My day went considerably well. Probably way better then yours." She grinned.

"Probably." Lorelai answered. On a second thought she added, "Got any homework?"

"Yeah." Rory said, "Lots and lots."

"Then I take great pleasure in saying HA! to you." Lorelai grinned.

"I am rubber, you are glue, whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you."

"I hate that comeback." Lorelai grumbled.

"It hates you too." Rory smiled.

'Emily hates peas." Lorelai turned the conversation to the horrible lunch she had to encounter that day.

"Really? I always thought grandma loved veggies." Rory said, surprised at the sudden outburst of energy.

"I thought so too. I had to restrain myself from strangling the woman. She just had to show her true colors right when Sookie was in the next room."

"Are you serious?"

"Dead serious. Sookie nearly had a heart attack when she heard Emily complaining."

"Poor Sookie." Rory sighed. "She just can't understand that Grandma hates anything her maids don't cook for her. Actually, I don't think anyone else really understands either."

Lorelai changed the subject once again. "To Luke's?"

"To Luke's." Rory agreed.

(A/N: I got another chapter. Coming up tomorrow. Don't get too used to these everyday updates. :) )