WOAH! Chapter 13? When did this happen? Lol.

Time flies, huh?

Hmm, been reading stories here like some insane person, they're all great! Some I want to have like, permanently tattooed on my forehead with a heart.

Wow, I'm weird.

She finally made it home, successfully that is. Well at least she thought. As crazy as it seems, Babette is one wild, never-ending-gossip mill that will never stop turning.

And Lorelai was now about to be scooped up, out of the water.

"LORELAI!" Babette shrieked as she ran (or tried) out of her house, and up to Lorelai, who was so close to making it to her porch.

"So close!" she muttered under her breath before Babette could get there.

"Oh! Lorelai!" she panted every now and then, in between words, "Sugah, when did this you and Luke thing happen? You can imagine my heart-stopping shock when I saw you two swapping-spit in the diner! And, it's not like we were expecting it, just-POW! Outta the blue! I tried to tell Patty, I hope you don't mind; only she was doing her weekly 11 am baton-twirlin' class, and I couldn't disturb 'er! So I ran home, to tell Morey, he's always been routing for you two, and here we are!"

"Woah, uhh. Well...if you want the REAL inside scoop..." she started to lean closer as if telling a secret. She was clearly excited by this action. "We just couldn't hide our feelings anymore."

"When did this happen, though?"

"Well..." she exaggerated a guilty smile; "last night..." a smile came across Babette's face, "and into this morning!" The two women snickered in delight.

"OH! This is just too good! I say, "Screw the baton twirlers this is the news of the year!" More important then when Taylor said he was going to put that museum of rocks that look like famous people!"

"Alright then, I'll letcha go! Oh! And tell Morey I said, "Hi!" " She said as Lorelai escaped from the mill. She ran into her house, closed the door behind her, and went upstairs to get changed for work.

When she was through, she could have sworn she heard something at the door. She hurried down the stairs and opened the door. She was shocked to see that no one was there, however something was.

"Bert?" she questioned. "And, my...shoes!...And a note attached!" She quickly picked up an obviously empty Bert, and her shoes and got back safely into her house. She brought them into the living room, plopped down on the sofa and read:

I know that we could have just called, or talked to each other in person-but this seems more romantic doesn't it? This is concerning tomorrow (Saturday) night. I was thinking a movie? I know you have your Hell-meal tonight. (Reminded you didn't I?) Please respond by writing your message, putting into my toolbox (Dirty, yes, I know) and leaving it in front of the diner. Hopefully by tonight.

-George

P.S. PLEASE don't let Babette see this! I already had to bust my ass trying to get it here with out her seeing me. And, if it did fall into her hands, it would ended up being scanned in the Stars Hollow Gazette.

She laughed. Luke was a romantic! Who would have guessed? He probably had to have cut through the bushes, and then up Peach, down Plum to get back. Ohh, to see Butch run...

Oh great! More impure thoughts. She thought for a second, scribbled down her note, brought Bert and her purse into the Jeep, and headed off to supervise more inn-stuff. Thinking that she could just go to dinner right from work, then on her way home after her weekly sentence at the Amityville Horror mansion, aka the Gilmore household.

She had a plan, and frankly, that's all she needed.

Thank GOD I'm out. She was now, in front of the diner, thinking she was some sort of robber, or secret agent, by 9:30, everyone in Stars Hollow was sound asleep, except her, and her man. She crept up to the front, put Bert down in front of the door, and ran away, got in her Jeep and drove back home.

He heard her car outside, and almost immediately ran down to get his toolbox, and to know what she wrote. Her note read:

You're right, it's soooo romantic! Did all the girls just swoon when you charmed them like this? Butch + Sissy? Remember? Is that how you got her, along with those short nylon shorts?

Definitely a movie-although, that is if I make it through tonight; which I won't, by the way. Remember me fondly. Did I ever tell you that my mother is PURE EVIL?

Only tomorrow, come to my house at ; more intimate here... alone... ;-) I'd have to tell you your chances of getting lucky, but that would be WAY to dirty for one note.

Xo

♥L

P.S. Don't read the paper tomorrow, George.

Shouldi say, "stop giggling" again, or can i trust that you all have matured enough, and are no longer like little1st graders? ...someone's so gonna review saying that they were now.

I don' t mind laughing, i actually encourage/hope for it. Just-no giggling allowed. (KIDDING!)

Hmmm, oh, and by the way...this isn't ending soon. So you can all breathe and stop sending me hate mail-JUST KIDDING! (about the hate-mail part)

Okay, my sense of humor is BAD.

Any who... i have another fanfic out there, in case you haven't read it (shame on you...jk again) it's The REAL Wedding Bell Blues. Based on the Bill Song from Wedding Bell Blues, and how Lorelai SHOULD sing it to Luke, cuz she needs to tie the knot or i'm throwing my tv out the window with GilmoreGrl519 . lol.

okay, i seriously need to stop being hyper, cuz now you all think i'm mean and crazy! Well...

Never mind! Shutting up!

P.S. All those stories that i have obsessivley been reading..update them, like NOW.

P.S.S. GC at the Oscars...oh yeah babe!

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