Misery Loves Company
Disclaimer: I don't think any of you are foolish enough to believe that I am Amy Sherman- Palladino, or anyone having anything to do with her. I am just a humble fan, and these characters belong to her and the WB.
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"Mom!"
"Mom, this is getting old!"
Lorelai Gilmore sat on the couch in her living room, ignoring the calls of her daughter from outside.
"Mom, seriously, I've gotta go!" Rory Gilmore came walking in.
"Shhh...." came the response from the couch.
"Mom, you can't continue to pretend I'm not leaving. It won't make me stay. It might have worked once when I was younger, but I'm on to your tricks now. I've even stolen a few for myself." Rory said proudly.
"But you can't leave! Who....who will do the laundry? Who will water the plants? You have to cook me breakfast!" Lorelai pleaded.
"You're a big girl, you can do the laundry yourself now, the plants died long ago, due to the fact that neither of us watered them, and when have I ever cooked you breakfast?"
"There was that time..." The elder Gilmore said.
"What time?"
"That one...time.."
"Mom, you're stalling. I've really gotta get going. I think Yale probably frowns upon people being late, even for orientation."
"I still don't see why I can't go with you. Is it 'cause you don't want your Mommy taking you to school? 'Cause I can totally blend in...I'm like Drew Barrymore in that movie with the guy from Alias."
"Hardly Mom. You're way better dressed. And I'm not letting you come for your own good. It's easier to say goodbye this way. Besides, you'll see me next Friday." Lorelai groaned, "You had to remind me."
"It's not that bad."
"Not that bad?! Rory, where have you been eating dinner every Friday for the past 3 years? 'Cause it can't have been with me, or else you'd remember that it's like the Addam's Family mansion without the creepy walking hand, although I'm sure if you looked in the basement you'd probably find the body parts of a few former maids."
"Ok, Ms. Run-on-sentence," Rory said. "We'll have to sit through dinner with Grandma and Grandpa, but after that you've got me to yourself for the rest of the weekend. Give or take a few hours for studying."
"To hell with learning!" Lorelai exclaimed, "We're Gilmores! We've got our looks and sparkling personalities, what more do we need?"
"And on that note," Rory said. " I'm going now Mom."
Lorelai sighed. "Fine, but I'm gonna miss ya, kid." She looked around the room. "This house is going to miss you."
"You and my pillow can keep each other company. He has some issues with the comforter that you can help him with." Rory walked out onto the porch, Lorelai close behind. They turned to each other. Lorelai held out her arms and pulled her daughter into them.
"No crying," she choked into Rory's hair.
"Well, a little bit is okay." Rory sobbed back.
They stood like that for a minute before letting go. "Bye Sweets." "Bye Mom."
Rory walked off the porch and down to the new Toyota Prius that her grandparents had bought her for graduation.
"Drive carefully, and call me when you get there!" Lorelai called.
"I will!" Rory yelled back and got in her car. She waved one last time, drove out of the driveway , down the street, and out of sight.
Lorelai wiped the tears off her cheeks with the sleeve of her shirt and sat down on the steps. I miss her already, she thought to herself. She sat there pouting for a few minutes until she realized the one thing she needed; the one thing that would help cheer her up. "Coffee" she said, as she got up and walked down the street toward downtown Star's Hollow and the one person who could give her what she needed.
*** The bell over the door jingled as she entered Luke's Diner, owned by Luke Danes, one of the grumpiest, yet sweetest men in town, and also one of her best friends.
"What are you doing here?" said Luke, from behind the counter.
"I came for a dose of your charm," Lorelai snarked "I can see I'm just in time."
"Sorry," he said "I just figured you'd be in New Haven with Rory."
"She wouldn't let me come."
"Afraid you'd embarrass her, huh?" Luke smirked "Yeah, I can see that."
"Nooooo," Lorelai tried to give him her best angry glare, but failed. "She just thought it would be easier for us to say goodbye this way."
"She's a smart girl." Luke softened "So she's really gone, huh?"
"Yeah," Lorelai sighed. "My baby's left the nest."
"Well, you'll see her on the weekends," Luke grabbed a mug from under the counter as Lorelai sat down on a stool. "Coffee?"
"No, tea please."
"What?" Luke stopped, shocked.
"Well, ask a stupid question . . . " Lorelai began.
"Get a stupid answer, I know," Luke finished, as he poured her coffee.
Lorelai watched him as he brought some plates of food to two men by the window. She wondered how he was doing since his break up with Nicole. He hadn't mentioned her since Lorelai and Rory got back from their "post graduation European vacation," except to say that they broke up after the Alaskan cruise they had planned. Lorelai had tried to pester him for details but Luke wasn't giving them. That was Luke, though. Details were not something he gave up easily. As she watched him, her thoughts went back to Rory. Lorelai wasn't the only one who would miss her. Everyone in Star's Hollow had shown up at her going-away party held in the town square the night before. They all loved Rory and would really miss her, especially Lane Kim, Rory's best friend. Lane was leaving for college herself in a few days. She was going to a Seventh Day Adventist College, or "the end of my life as I know it" as she so affectionately called it. And then there was Luke. Rory was like a daughter to him, and he like a father-figure to her. With Luke's nephew Jess gone, and now Nicole and Rory, Luke was going to be even more alone than ever. Lorelai realized that she, herself, would be in the same boat.
"This sucks," she said, as she thumped her empty mug down on the counter.
"What sucks?" Luke said, coming up behind her.
"Well, the world does. If it didn't, we'd all fall off"
"Good point. And that's what you were sitting here thinking about? Gravity?"
"No, I was just being mopey, and grumpy, and a few other dwarves that I can't name right now. But it's nothing more coffee won't fix," she hinted, moving her mug toward him.
"No." Luke said.
"C'mon Luke . . . "she whined. He always did this.
"No, it'll stunt your growth."
"Well it's a good thing I'm really tall. You'll have to do better than that." Lorelai replied.
"Pretty soon coffee is going to become part of your bloodstream, if it hasn't already." Luke walked behind the counter.
"Good, then I won't have to argue with you anymore, I'd just have to cut myself and let it drip into . . . "
"Stop right there," Luke interrupted. "I'll give you your damn coffee."
"Wow, service with a smile, does McDonald's know about you?" Lorelai grinned triumphantly as he poured. He always gave in, but the battle was half the fun.
"Just drink it and shut up, or there won't be a toy in your happy meal"
"Dirty!" Lorelai gasped, giggling.
Luke rolled his eyes and started wiping down the counter. "So got any plans for your first night alone?"
"Sookie's coming over later to talk about the inn and baby stuff." Sookie St. James was Lorelai's best friend (next to Rory) and business partner. They had recently bought an old inn, The Dragonfly, and were fixing it up and fulfilling their dream of owning and running their own Inn. Lorelai had been the Manager, and Sookie the head chef at the Independence Inn in Star's Hollow before the fire that damaged it so badly forcing it to close. Sookie was also married to the town's produce man, Jackson Melville, and was pregnant with their first child.
"Well," Lorelai said as she drained her cup and stood up, " I've got a few things to do before she comes over, so I should go."
"Ok, guess I'll see you for dinner then?"
"Nah." Lorelai said, "I think I'm gonna call Pete's and order a pizza."
"Oh, okay." Luke looked away, but not before Lorelai could see what looked like disappointment in his eyes.
"But I'll see you tomorrow morning!" she said quickly.
"Can't wait," he said, only half joking. If she only knew how true that statement was.
"Try not to miss me too much!" and with that, she was out the door before Luke could respond.
Disclaimer: I don't think any of you are foolish enough to believe that I am Amy Sherman- Palladino, or anyone having anything to do with her. I am just a humble fan, and these characters belong to her and the WB.
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"Mom!"
"Mom, this is getting old!"
Lorelai Gilmore sat on the couch in her living room, ignoring the calls of her daughter from outside.
"Mom, seriously, I've gotta go!" Rory Gilmore came walking in.
"Shhh...." came the response from the couch.
"Mom, you can't continue to pretend I'm not leaving. It won't make me stay. It might have worked once when I was younger, but I'm on to your tricks now. I've even stolen a few for myself." Rory said proudly.
"But you can't leave! Who....who will do the laundry? Who will water the plants? You have to cook me breakfast!" Lorelai pleaded.
"You're a big girl, you can do the laundry yourself now, the plants died long ago, due to the fact that neither of us watered them, and when have I ever cooked you breakfast?"
"There was that time..." The elder Gilmore said.
"What time?"
"That one...time.."
"Mom, you're stalling. I've really gotta get going. I think Yale probably frowns upon people being late, even for orientation."
"I still don't see why I can't go with you. Is it 'cause you don't want your Mommy taking you to school? 'Cause I can totally blend in...I'm like Drew Barrymore in that movie with the guy from Alias."
"Hardly Mom. You're way better dressed. And I'm not letting you come for your own good. It's easier to say goodbye this way. Besides, you'll see me next Friday." Lorelai groaned, "You had to remind me."
"It's not that bad."
"Not that bad?! Rory, where have you been eating dinner every Friday for the past 3 years? 'Cause it can't have been with me, or else you'd remember that it's like the Addam's Family mansion without the creepy walking hand, although I'm sure if you looked in the basement you'd probably find the body parts of a few former maids."
"Ok, Ms. Run-on-sentence," Rory said. "We'll have to sit through dinner with Grandma and Grandpa, but after that you've got me to yourself for the rest of the weekend. Give or take a few hours for studying."
"To hell with learning!" Lorelai exclaimed, "We're Gilmores! We've got our looks and sparkling personalities, what more do we need?"
"And on that note," Rory said. " I'm going now Mom."
Lorelai sighed. "Fine, but I'm gonna miss ya, kid." She looked around the room. "This house is going to miss you."
"You and my pillow can keep each other company. He has some issues with the comforter that you can help him with." Rory walked out onto the porch, Lorelai close behind. They turned to each other. Lorelai held out her arms and pulled her daughter into them.
"No crying," she choked into Rory's hair.
"Well, a little bit is okay." Rory sobbed back.
They stood like that for a minute before letting go. "Bye Sweets." "Bye Mom."
Rory walked off the porch and down to the new Toyota Prius that her grandparents had bought her for graduation.
"Drive carefully, and call me when you get there!" Lorelai called.
"I will!" Rory yelled back and got in her car. She waved one last time, drove out of the driveway , down the street, and out of sight.
Lorelai wiped the tears off her cheeks with the sleeve of her shirt and sat down on the steps. I miss her already, she thought to herself. She sat there pouting for a few minutes until she realized the one thing she needed; the one thing that would help cheer her up. "Coffee" she said, as she got up and walked down the street toward downtown Star's Hollow and the one person who could give her what she needed.
*** The bell over the door jingled as she entered Luke's Diner, owned by Luke Danes, one of the grumpiest, yet sweetest men in town, and also one of her best friends.
"What are you doing here?" said Luke, from behind the counter.
"I came for a dose of your charm," Lorelai snarked "I can see I'm just in time."
"Sorry," he said "I just figured you'd be in New Haven with Rory."
"She wouldn't let me come."
"Afraid you'd embarrass her, huh?" Luke smirked "Yeah, I can see that."
"Nooooo," Lorelai tried to give him her best angry glare, but failed. "She just thought it would be easier for us to say goodbye this way."
"She's a smart girl." Luke softened "So she's really gone, huh?"
"Yeah," Lorelai sighed. "My baby's left the nest."
"Well, you'll see her on the weekends," Luke grabbed a mug from under the counter as Lorelai sat down on a stool. "Coffee?"
"No, tea please."
"What?" Luke stopped, shocked.
"Well, ask a stupid question . . . " Lorelai began.
"Get a stupid answer, I know," Luke finished, as he poured her coffee.
Lorelai watched him as he brought some plates of food to two men by the window. She wondered how he was doing since his break up with Nicole. He hadn't mentioned her since Lorelai and Rory got back from their "post graduation European vacation," except to say that they broke up after the Alaskan cruise they had planned. Lorelai had tried to pester him for details but Luke wasn't giving them. That was Luke, though. Details were not something he gave up easily. As she watched him, her thoughts went back to Rory. Lorelai wasn't the only one who would miss her. Everyone in Star's Hollow had shown up at her going-away party held in the town square the night before. They all loved Rory and would really miss her, especially Lane Kim, Rory's best friend. Lane was leaving for college herself in a few days. She was going to a Seventh Day Adventist College, or "the end of my life as I know it" as she so affectionately called it. And then there was Luke. Rory was like a daughter to him, and he like a father-figure to her. With Luke's nephew Jess gone, and now Nicole and Rory, Luke was going to be even more alone than ever. Lorelai realized that she, herself, would be in the same boat.
"This sucks," she said, as she thumped her empty mug down on the counter.
"What sucks?" Luke said, coming up behind her.
"Well, the world does. If it didn't, we'd all fall off"
"Good point. And that's what you were sitting here thinking about? Gravity?"
"No, I was just being mopey, and grumpy, and a few other dwarves that I can't name right now. But it's nothing more coffee won't fix," she hinted, moving her mug toward him.
"No." Luke said.
"C'mon Luke . . . "she whined. He always did this.
"No, it'll stunt your growth."
"Well it's a good thing I'm really tall. You'll have to do better than that." Lorelai replied.
"Pretty soon coffee is going to become part of your bloodstream, if it hasn't already." Luke walked behind the counter.
"Good, then I won't have to argue with you anymore, I'd just have to cut myself and let it drip into . . . "
"Stop right there," Luke interrupted. "I'll give you your damn coffee."
"Wow, service with a smile, does McDonald's know about you?" Lorelai grinned triumphantly as he poured. He always gave in, but the battle was half the fun.
"Just drink it and shut up, or there won't be a toy in your happy meal"
"Dirty!" Lorelai gasped, giggling.
Luke rolled his eyes and started wiping down the counter. "So got any plans for your first night alone?"
"Sookie's coming over later to talk about the inn and baby stuff." Sookie St. James was Lorelai's best friend (next to Rory) and business partner. They had recently bought an old inn, The Dragonfly, and were fixing it up and fulfilling their dream of owning and running their own Inn. Lorelai had been the Manager, and Sookie the head chef at the Independence Inn in Star's Hollow before the fire that damaged it so badly forcing it to close. Sookie was also married to the town's produce man, Jackson Melville, and was pregnant with their first child.
"Well," Lorelai said as she drained her cup and stood up, " I've got a few things to do before she comes over, so I should go."
"Ok, guess I'll see you for dinner then?"
"Nah." Lorelai said, "I think I'm gonna call Pete's and order a pizza."
"Oh, okay." Luke looked away, but not before Lorelai could see what looked like disappointment in his eyes.
"But I'll see you tomorrow morning!" she said quickly.
"Can't wait," he said, only half joking. If she only knew how true that statement was.
"Try not to miss me too much!" and with that, she was out the door before Luke could respond.