"My question is how did that happen? How was it that suddenly everyone in the world was saying music has charms to sooth the savage 'beast' when it was written 'breast?" Mom complains to me and Rory. We were walking to Luke's before me and Rory got the bus to school.
"I don't know. At some point someone misspoke and it just caught on." Rory explains
"How do things like that catch on?" Mom asks
"Mom, please, you are driving me crazy." I moan
"Did some guy say it at a big rally of some sort and everyone started saying it that way and it spread from there?" Mom continues
"Yes, exactly." Me and Rory answer.
"Oh, now you're just trying to shut me up." Mom mutters as we enter Luke's. "Oh, my god!"
"What?"
"Look. Wow. Empty." Mom justifies as we lok. around at a completely empty Luke's.
"Just one of those weird lulls. Happens occasionally." Luke explains
"Oh, can we sit wherever we like?" Rory asks him
"Wherever you like." Luke confirms
"Such a luxury I never dreamed of." I joke
"Where do you wanna sit?"
"I don't know. Um, how about this table with its unobstructed westward view of the wide, cosmopolitan expanse of clump street?" Mom suggests
"Tempting. Do you know that on a clear day you can see all the way to the garbage cans behind Al's pancake world?" Rory tells us
"Or we could sit in the corner, mafia table, so that no one can come up behind you and whack you with a cannoli." Mom points to the table in front of us.
"Whack you with a cannoli?" Rory asks
"Because he left the gun and took the cannoli." I explain to her.
"You are so my daughter. Hey, let's sit at the counter." Mom states
"No, those seats are not the power seats." Rory tells mom
"Yes, but with no one here, we can sit at either end and someone in the middle and play bagel hockey." Mom points out
"Ooh, bagel hockey!" Me and Rory exclaim
"Just sit at a table." Luke tells us
"Oh, you're awfully rude for a guy who only has three paying customers." Mom takes me and Rory by the shoulders and guides us to a table.
"Okay, 3:30 on Friday, my debate at Chilton. Write it down." Rory sets her files down on the table.
"Already written down." Mom replies
"You prepared?" I ask Rory.
I would be doing the debate if I could. However, me being off school a lot of the time because of the girls, resulted in the school saying I couldn't participate in it.
"Please. Paris had us beyond prepared. I know more about doctor assisted suicide than I ever cared to." Rory scoffs and the phone rings.
"Cheery topic." Mom mutters.
"Luke's. Uh-huh. Hold on a second." Luke picks the phone down on the counter. "It's for you."
"What?" I question
"Yep." Luke murmurs.
"But who knows we're here?" Rory continues to ask.
"This whole morning has been a little 'twilight zone-y.'" Mom says
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Victoria Gilmore - Gilmore Girls
FanfictionVictoria Gilmore is the daughter of Lorelai Gilmore and Christopher Hayden. She has grown up in the small town of stars hollow most Of her life with her mom and sister, Rory. Rory and tori are twins, they are really similar. However, tori is much mo...
