Chapter 15

"So, do you want the good news first, or the bad news?" was the first thing Lorelai asked as soon as Rory answered her cell phone.

"Good morning to you too, lovely mother of mine," Rory sarcastically replied after paying the coffee cart guy for her cup of delicious coffee.

"Don't you get snippy with me young lady," Lorelai retorted, "You are so totally not allowed to get snippy with me."

"The bad news," Rory said rolling her eyes; her mother could be such a drama queen at times.

"Mom knows about you and Tristan," Lorelai stated.

Wincing, Rory asked, "What's the good news?"

"She's inviting him to Friday night dinner," Rory could practically hear her mother smirking.

"How is that good news?"

"It's payback for not telling me about you and Bible boy finally getting it on," she told her daughter, "When she called me this morning, I had to lie to her and reassure her that I knew about my daughter and the Devil's spawn uniting. Rory, you know how much I hate lying."

"No, you love lying."

"Correction, I love joking. Joking and lying are two completely different things. Don't get them confused; look them up in the dictionary."

"Whatever--"

"I still can't believe Emily Post found out before me!"

"I'm sorry; I guess Tristan must have told his mom and she told grandma," Rory explained.

"Well I like Tristan, he's a better offspring than you. He at least notifies his mother when he has gotten together with his high school sweetheart."

"We were not high school sweethearts," Rory defended as she was slowly making her way back to her dorm.

"Yes you were!"

"Nuh-uh."

"Yuh-huh!"

"Mom."

"Daughter," Lorelai said in a British accent, "Anyways I bet she already called your new boy toy and has invited him," Lorelai said getting back on track.

"That's not possible, we just officially got together last night," Rory argued, "She would at least wait until next Friday. She wouldn't invite him to tomorrow's dinner, would she?"

"Oh she would most definitely would."

"No."

"I bet you twenty dollars that within five minutes of hanging up with me, she will call you to congratulate you and tell you of tomorrow night's events."

"Fine, you're on. I could use the money."

"Okay, peace out, home fry," Lorelai said.

"Bye."

After hanging up with her mother, Rory had arrived at her dorm. She unlocks the door and steps in. As soon as she does, she nearly has a heart attack.

"Grandma!"

"Hello, Rory dear. How are you doing?" Emily beamed up off the couch.

Rory was stunned and speechless.

"Anyway, I just wanted to say how happy I am to hear about you and Tristan! You two will have babies that will give that Gerber baby a run for its money – I'm here to tell you that I have invited your boyfriend," she pauses to let the word 'boyfriend' float around the room, "for dinner tomorrow night, so do not be late. I already warned your mother."

Rory couldn't even get a word in.

"Alright, toodles! Emily began to make her way to the door, "A Gilmore and a Dugrey, holy moly!"

Emily had happily seen herself out.

Rory slowly came out of her state of shock.

She pulled out her cell phone and called her evil mother.

"Dragonfly Inn, Lorelai speaking," she answered the phone.

"Technically I don't owe you anything because she didn't call," Rory cut to the chase, "So you owe me twenty dollars."

Lorelia's jaw dropped, "You mean--"

"Yup – she was at my dorm, just relaxing on the couch. This entire place now smells like a rich older woman – I need some Febreze…"

"I can't believe that she was there. She must be really thrilled that you two are together--"

"You thing?! She went as far as telling me that our babies were going to give the Gerber baby a run for its money. The Gerber baby!"

"At the moment it sucks to be you, kiddo," Lorelai said with some sympathy, but then evilly added, "So, when's the wedding?"

"Not funny," she tells her and then gets back to the problem at hand, "Don't you dare be late tomorrow night and don't go in without me!" Rory frantically ordered.

"Aye aye Captain Jack Sparrow!"

"See you tomorrow," with that said she hung up.

"Tomorrow night should be very entertaining," Lorelai said out loud to no one in particular.

FLASHBACK

Rory had missed her bus and Tristan was kind enough to give her a lift to her Friday night dinner.

"They can't be that bad," Tristan tried to reason as he listened to Rory tell him about her Friday night dinners with her grandparents.

"They're not bad, bad, they can just sometimes be annoyed, but luckily my mom is there so it's not agonizingly painful," she told him as he pulled into the Gilmore's driveway.

"Well you're a strong girl, you'll get through it," he said with a smile trying to cheer her up.

Rory looked at the house, "I guess I should go in…" she trailed off, "Oh. My. God."

"What?"

"Please don't tell me that's who I think it is," Rory was horrified.

"That would be your grandmother making her way towards us," he told her with a smirk.

"I swear, it's like she has a sixth sense or something," she told him looking at him, "Quick, get out of here as quick as possible--"

"Too late---Mrs. Gilmore," he greeted Rory's grandmother through the pulled down window, "How are you doing on this fine day?"

Rory couldn't help, but roll her eyes. Noticing this, Tristan gave her a nudge with his elbow.

"I'm doing fine, Tristan," Emily answered with a bright smile, "I must say, it's a pleasure to see you here, with Rory, together," she hinted at something.

"It's a pleasure to be with her," he replied smoothly.

"Oh! You must come in for dinner."

"I would love to--"

"Excellent," Emily beamed as Rory panicked.

"But," he continued, "I wouldn't want to impose."

"Nonsense," she said with a wave of her hand, "You wouldn't be imposing, so you two can just take your time coming in," Emily tells the two as she walks away from the car and back into the house.

"I am so sorry," Rory sincerely said as she looked at him, "But I did tell you to make a run for it."

"It's no big deal Rory," Tristan chuckled, "Come on," he said as he turned off the engine.

Together, Rory and Tristan made their way up to the house.

"If you weren't so damn nice, you could have escaped this thing," Rory told him as they stood in front of the door.

Tristan pretended to be hurt, "So you don't want me here?"

"I do--"

"I knew you wanted me," he smirked, "But try to keep your hands off me in front of your grandmother, I wouldn't want her to see you in a different light."

"If she does see me in a different light she would see me as a murderer not a horny teenager," Rory retorted.

"Rory," Tristan acted shocked, "I know that you're not the closest person to your grandmother, but I can't let you kill her, at least not while I'm around. I wouldn't want to be a witness and have to betray you."

"You would betray me?" she asked him with her big blue eyes.

"Never."

"Good."

He followed her inside with a big smile on his face.

END FLASHBACK

"It's so good to see the two of you together," Emily just couldn't get over the fact that Rory and Tristan were together.

"I know, what you mean mother," Lorelai said; she was going to have fun tonight, "Just picture this, her eyes with his hair…"

"I see it! So adorable!"

Rory sent her mother a glare, Lorelai just happily sipped at her martini.

"So…Tristan," Emily began, "how are you doing?"

"Not bad Emily," he replied with a polite smile.

"I bet he's doing really good," Lorelai said.

With a knowing smile Emily asked, "What makes you say that?"

"The King of Chilton finally got his Mary," Lorelai nearly laughed out loud at the look on her daughter's face.

"You are dead," Rory mouth to her mother.

"Aww, look at wittle Twistan, he's blushing," Lorelai pointed out…literally.

"I hope your enjoying yourself now, Lorelai," Tristan told her with a small evil smile.

"Are you threatening me E.T.?" Lorelai quirked an eyebrow.

Feigning to be shocked he said, "I would never threat a beautiful woman such as yourself."

"Your boyfriend's flirting with me," Lorelai sang to Rory.

"I have walked into an episode of 'The Twilight Zone'," Rory said to herself, she then attempted to change the subject, "So grandma, where's grandpa."

"Away on business," she said hurriedly, "So do you two have any classes together?"

"Nope," Rory said annoyed, but then decided to try and torture her mother, "Hey grandma, did you know that mom has a new someone in her life?"

"Really?" Emily and Lorelai asked together.

"Yup, Kirk," Rory said.

Tristan almost spit out the soda that he was taking a sip from; his girlfriend had some crazy tactics.

"You mean that five year old stuck in a man's body?" Emily looked appalled.

Rory nodded her head in confirmation.

"Lorelai seriously, can't you find yourself someone like, I don't know, Tristan?"

"Sure," Lorelai sweetly smiled. She turned her attention to the blonde, "Hey Tristan, you have a brother lying around somewhere?"

"Nope, sorry," he laughed.

"Damn!" Lorelai cursed; she turned to her mother with a 'sad' smile, "Sorry mom."

"Lorelai, do you always have to make jokes?"

"There is no pleasing her," she whispered to the young couple.

"What was that?" Emily questioned.

"I'm starved, is dinner ready?" Lorelai said without missing a beat.

"It should be, let me go check," Emily said getting up from the couch and going into the kitchen.

As soon as Emily disappeared, Rory turned to her mother, "I cannot believe you!"

"What?" she innocently asked.

"You reminded me of your mother," Tristan said knowing that that would bother her.

Lorelai gasped, "Oh my god, you did not just say that."

"I call it like I see it," Tristan shrugged.

"You are so going on my list," Lorelai glared at him.

"The 'sexiest men alive' list?" Tristan questioned.

Lorelai scoffed, "You wish, Blondie."

"You're on my 'sexiest men alive' list," Rory told him with a coy smile.

"Am I number one?"

"Number twelve," Rory smiled.

Tristan scoffed, "You need to get your eyes check."

"You just dropped down two spots," Rory told him.

"Dinner is ready, the maid forgot to call us. She forgot!" Emily interrupted the younger generation.

The group stood up and made their way to the dining room.

"Keep your hands above the table at all times and your feet tucked nicely underneath your chair," Lorelai warned the duo, "No footsie."

"I can contain myself, Lorelai," Tristan assured her, "But I'm not sure if your daughter can do the same."

"You're right," Lorelai said, "I'm keeping an eye on you, missy," Lorelai pointed a finger to her daughter.

"You two are so annoying when you're together," Rory said walking away from them and taking her seat at the table.

Tristan and Lorelai looked at each other and then smiled, "Thank you," they said together.