Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, but I do own Vanessa, Angie, Ginger, Katy, Nadia, and Justin. They are made-up by me, so they're mine.
Sugar-induced Comas and Other Strange Happenings
Vanessa marched into Luke's diner that Saturday, pissed about the events that had happened. (She decided to spare her parents the part where Rory and Jess were making out.) Luke, being a very manly man, decided that not talking about it would maybe help out. But Luke, also being a very good dad, hated seeing his daughter give Kirk his mac and cheese and snap, "If it's too damn cold, I will poke you with a fork." Even if Kirk was a little... weird, Vanessa would still be nicer to him.
During a lull in service on the 4th of July, Luke decided that when Vanessa repeatedly banged her head against the countertop, they needed to talk.
"Vanessa? You're killing brain cells that way," Luke informed her.
"So? Maybe I'll forget how rude Emily is," Vanessa called out.
Luke hurried over, grabbed Vanessa by the ponytail, and yanked her head up off the counter. "Ow, ow, OW!" she screamed. "That hurts!"
"Look, I don't like your grandmother either, but I'm allowed. She's my mother-in-law," Luke started in his really scary, low voice, "But she is your grandmother and even though she's not the warm and fuzzy grandma who bakes cookies, she still loves you and is thrilled when you come to Friday night dinner. When you're rude to her, it breaks her heart and then it makes me look like the bad parent."
"Don't you mean both you and Mom?"
"No, just me." Luke let go of her ponytail and walked back behind the counter. "Look, next Friday, be nicer. OK?"
"OK," Vanessa replied. She turned to Justin and asked, "Wanna play doughnut hockey?"
Justin glanced at the doughnut container and shook his head. "If there were any doughnuts to play with."
Vanessa replied softly, "Oh" just as the lunch hour started. She had barely started taking orders when Angie burst into the diner, grabbed Vanessa's wrist, and pulled her outside.
"Why, hello to you too, Angie!" Vanessa sarcastically gushed. "Why yes, I would like to hear your explanation for why you dragged me out of Luke's!"
"Jude broke up with me," Angie stated angrily.
Vanessa blinked and asked, "What?"
"He broke up with me!" Angie snapped. "He decided he wanted to be friends! He even said 'it's not you, it's me'!"
"Which is guyspeak for, 'I'm too much of an asshole to admit that I don't like you anymore,' right?" Vanessa wondered.
"Yes!" Angie said, pointing at Vanessa. "Then I go to the car shop to pick up my car and he's making out with Nadia of all people!"
"On your car!"
"YES!"
Vanessa dropped her jaw, shook her head, and asked, "Is she bent on destroying us or something?"
"I dunno, but I want to rip her to shreds and stomp on her!" Angie barked, crossing her arms in a huff.
"Well, just push her offstage during practice," Vanessa suggested. "Maybe she'll hit her head and she'll realize that she probably got a lobotomy along with that boob job."
"Now let's not torture her too much," Angie said.
"Torture?" Vanessa asked in disbelief. "Oh ho, Angie, pushing her is not torture. Making her listen to Journey is torture. Making her wear grey when-" She put on a high-pitched version of Nadia's valley girl speak, "'you all know damn well it makes me look washed-out' is torture."
"Maybe whoever is doing music and costume can take care of that," Angie said.
"Well, my dear mother is doing costume, so I'll suggest that to her," Vanessa evilly smiled.
"Ooh, you bad girl!" joked Angie.
"Well, I must put my evil plans aside considering I must get back to work," Vanessa hinted. "Dad'll kill me!" She hurried across the street as Angie called, "Oh yeah! Sorry about that!"
Vanessa shrugged and hollered back, "I was too busy killing brain cells anyway!"
Vanessa put another tally under her name. "Heh heh, fifteen to one," she cackled. "I totally kick ass at this game."
"It's a gift," Justin groaned. "I will never win. I think one of your parents is Canadian."
"Well, we gave up on doughnut hockey and decided to play toast hockey," Vanessa stated, "You can't expect to win the first time around."
Justin let out a nervous chuckle, then looked like he was mustering up all the courage he could. "Hey, Ness?"
Vanessa looked up from her cup of coffee. "Yeah?"
"W-we've just b-became, uh, friends. Well, maybe not friends, per se, but you know people you would want to even remotely talk to. B-but, uh, what I'm saying is, uh, I was just wondering, um, if you'd-- I mean if you want to, of course-- like to–"
Just then, he was interrupted by Miss Patty bursting into the diner. "Nessa, honey, where's your father? Luke? LUKE!"
"Miss Patty, Miss Patty, are you OK?" Vanessa asked.
"Oh, honey I'm just worried about something. You know my half-sister, Angie?" Miss Patty questioned.
"Is she the one who lives in the house that looks like a comic book?" Vanessa tried to recall.
"No, that was her friend."
"Is she the bipolar one?"
"No, Angie's the single mom with the high school kids. The boy is seveteen and the girl is about your age," Miss Patty corrected. "But see, here's the thing: Angie's in a sugar-induced coma-- don't ask, I dunno-- but her husband died years ago and the kids are coming to live with me for a while and I'm having a welcome to town party. I want you and your parents to come over and meet them. Maybe Rory and Amanda can come too!"
"Well–" Vanessa started.
"Oh, you just love them, Vanessa. Bridget's a little slow, but she's loads of fun. And Casey, he's just adorable!" Miss Patty explained, nudging Vanessa a little with a "wink wink, hint hint, nudge nudge" thing going on.
Trying not to be beat out by this Casey person, Justin tried to intervene. "But–"
Luke came out then and looked at Justin and Vanessa. "Why aren't you working?" he demanded to know, directing his question towards Justin more than anything.
"We were playing toast hockey," Justin explained.
"Miss Patty needs to ask you something," Vanessa added.
"Toast hockey?" Luke asked. "Won't the toast get crumbly?"
"Um, Dad?" Vanessa replied, "Miss Patty needs to ask you something."
Luke turned to Miss Patty. "Yes?"
"Luke, Angie's kids are staying with me for a couple of months. Their mom somehow got herself into a sugar-induced coma and the doctors are trying to get her out of it."
"A sugar-induced coma?" Luke asked, looking at his daughter as if she held the true answer.
"A sugar-induced coma," Vanessa stated, nodding.
"But you know, Angie's husband's been dead for the past seven years and I'm the only family she's got. So I'm having a party. It's tonight after the town meeting in the high school gym and I want you, Lorelai, and Vanessa to be there. Maybe Rory and Amanda too. Y'know, to let them know they have you guys to turn to," Miss Patty stated, her eyes begging.
"Well, I don't see why not," Luke replied. "Lorelai, Ness, and I can make it. I dunno about Rory and Amanda but–"
"You'll come!" Miss Patty happily shouted as she exited the diner. "Oh thank you Luke! I owe you big time!"
Vanessa stated, "A sugar-induced coma. How can anyone do that if you're not a diabetic?" She turned to Justin, blinking. "So what did you wanna ask me?"
Justin looked at Vanessa, then at Luke, who was usually giving Justin the death glare when Vanessa talked to him, then back at Vanessa. Justin shook his head quickly and said, "Nothing" smiling slightly and went back to taking orders.
A/N: Sorry for the lack of updation. I've been really busy with school and soccer. So, instead of posting on Thursdays, I'll try and post over the weekends, mmmkay? And ponderesque, you think you're crazy? You haven't seen me on caffiene! Haha. :D