Okay, so-
First off, I am way too sad right now to rant about the finale, which I would, but I might accidentally pull out my Chris voodoo doll and well, run it over with my mother's car one too many times. Enough said.
If you wanna listen to my rants or chat about the finale, just PM me. I'd be glad to do so, and it would be my pleasure-DIRTY!-I love ranting.
And, also, if you wanna know about my COUNTLESS GG moments while I was in CT, PM me, too. A lot of this chapter came from my vacay Connecticut.
And secondly, I couldn't help but laugh that all of the NICE PEOPLE THAT REVIEWED (ahem ahem) thought that I was some sort of deprived child since I didn't know how to play Yahtzee. I'm sorry, okay? My sister used to have a Disney Yahtzee, but we never played it. I was more of a Candyland (haha, CandyShip BattleLand-war never tasted so good!) and Monopoly kinda gal.
And, when I say this, you're all going to get mad but-
We're getting to the end of the story!
(dodges pens, watermelons, and books flying out of computer screen) Don't worry! Don't worry! This isn't THE last one. God, no. And besides, this won't be the last of me! I'm already planning a 'my idea of the season premiere' fic.
1 MONTH LATER...
Lorelai sat on her couch, munching Pizza Goldfish, while watching Ocean's Eleven, trying to relax from her crazy day at the inn. Which, had successfully opened, by the way. It had been so for about a month or so.
Oh yeah, everything was perfect.
Except that she was bored out of her mind.
No, not like, bored bored. But like, 'Okay...what do I have to live for now?' Bored.
She accomplished everything at this stage of her life. She had her own inn with Sookie, Rory was at Yale, and now home for the summer, she had a very steady boyfriend, a house, and a crazy-mental-patient town.
Oh yeah, she was in 7th heaven alright.
No, not the TV show! Ha, like her life was anyway related to a good Christian family that won't quit it with the drama.
What was next though?
Maybe it was...?
No, it couldn't be. She thought.
She was clearly not ready for The Whole Package.
You know-Mom, Dad, little Timmy, and Scruffy Lee (the dog), complete with matching jogging suits and minivans!
No! Luke wasn't a family guy. No, he was the Mono-syllabic-bachelor-flannel man.
He had no patience for jam hands!
But that didn't mean that Timmy would have jam hands...
What kind of a name is 'Timmy' anyways? I need to give my alternate-universe child a new name. I mean, 'Timmy' is just what they use on all the commercials. You know, like, "Timmy! Come inside, it's time for dinner! And make sure you wash your hands with the GOOD soap! My kids are quite a handful, that's why I always use Dial!" Cue fake smile.
Oh no! My casserole still has 10 minutes left in the oven and Alex is home from the office! He expects dinner on the table when he gets home!
Ha. She had no problem with being a mom, but not a stay-at-home, slave-to-the-family mom.
She looked around her house. It was quiet. Rory was at the library and Lane's for the rest of the day. She had a movie-date with Luke tonight. She could start to get ready now, but what's the fun of being on time?
She wiggled her toe-socked feet that were on the coffee table, and pondered.
Well, there's a first time for everything.
When she heard Luke at the porch she opened the door just as he raised his right hand to knock on it. He was surprised that she was fully ready and looking stunning as usual. Well, that last part wasn't exactly a surprise.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"You're early."
"Yes, I am. Let's go!" She closed the door behind her, linked her arm through his, and walked into the square to the Black, White and Read Movie Theater.
"I didn't know that the movie was at 8 instead of 7!" Lorelai defended herself. When they got there, Kirk had told them that the movie that they were going to see-Ghost-was starting an hour later, because he accidentally set the reels on fire, and needed to call Woodbridge to replace them.
"Well, we have an hour to kill. What should we do?"
"Oh! Look a new gift shop opened! Come on!" She took his hand and pulled him across the street to a small, quiet gift shop on the corner of Apricot.
Lorelai went to the back of the store after entering.
The place was seemed kind of junky, but, Lorelai Gilmore was the Queen of Junk.
At the books section, she saw a flip-book that said, Simple Ways to Say 'I Love You'. She opened the book to that day's page. Each day had some silly quote, like, "Learn to love, even when you've been hurt before."
However, that day's really got her. It read:
Immature love says:
'I love you because I need you.'
Mature love says:
'I need you because I love you.'
Oh course, it made no sense the first time she read it. But when she thought about it, it all clicked.
During the movie, Lorelai couldn't focus on what was going on. She couldn't get that stupid quote out of her head. She finally turned to him.
"Hey." She whispered.
"What?" he whispered back.
"I was just...thinking about something, I read it in the newspaper, about, you know, the population of squirrels this year has really shot u-"
"We're in the movies, must you say this now?"
"I have a point!"
"Well, make it."
"Okay, so also in the newspaper, there was this...thing. And it asked people to ask this to their significant other and for me that would be you, so, you have to pick one of these sentences that describes our relationship best. In your opinion, at least."
"Okay, shoot."
"Okay...'I love you because I need you,' or 'I need you because I love you'?" She was dead-scared about what he would say. This could possibly permanently change their relationship! She gripped his right hand that she was holding.
He sat there for a minute, taking it all in, the replied, "The second one."
Lorelai released the breath that she was holding in and sighed. Her lips curved into a small smile, and whispered back. "Good. Now, let's watch Patrick Swayze try to say 'I love you.' Even though, he's no George Clooney."
After the movie, the couple walked back to the diner-for coffee and pie, for Lorelai. Who was still a bit excited over the whole quote-thing.
"I just think that the whole making-out while throwing-pots thing was pretty hot." Lorelai was in the middle of a nice rant.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, we should totally try that sometime."
"Coffee?"
"Do you have to ask?" Luke went around the counter to start the coffee maker. Lorelai-still a little flighty, went to sit at a stool at the counter, but accidentally missed. She fell to the ground, landing flat on her back and knocking over several stools in the process. But before her mind could actually register what happened, she saw Luke towering above her, on his knees, calling her name.
"Lorelai? Lorelai! Are you okay?" He offered a hand to her, looking concerned.
She looked at him.
And that's when she knew.
Before her, was this solid, strong, dependable, lovable, man. He loved her, she loved him. He was there, and he was always going to be there when she falls.
She looked at him with a glowing face, and glassy eyes.
"Geor-Luke, will you marry me?"
I know that half of your right now want to chop off my head, put it on a pole, and parade it around wherever you live right now, but just bear with me now, okay?
It all comes together in the end!
Please please please review! Last chapter's amount was pathetic! Let's be crazy like Emeril and 'Kick it up a notch!'
Live, Love, and Review!
xoxo
Lolabelle