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Take Whatever You Can Get by kieyra (R)
Fandom: GILMORE GIRLS
Pairing: Lorelai/Luke, Rory/Jess
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kieyra
Author Website:kieyra's fic on LJ
Why this must be read:
I'm going to wrap up the month with a story that makes me happy every time I read it. "Take Whatever You Can Get" works for me on so many levels. It's one of the best explorations of Luke I have ever read. It's filled with the kind of moments that make you squee, or sigh, or completely fall for a 'ship, and those moments happen to be about three of my favorite pairings on the show- Lorelai/Luke, Rory/Jess, and Luke and Jess. This story is an amazing read as a fan. It's also an amazing read on its own- it has stayed with me, and it's not uncommon for me to recall a snippet or phrase that seemed especially right or fitting as I go about my day. I love the way Luke sees the world. The way he sees love, and responsibility, and other people. "Take Whatever You Can Get" does what fanfic is meant to do- it taps into that mindset and allows you to have more, and better, of what you love from the source material.
She comes into the diner the morning after his first date with Nicole. He eyes her warily, waiting for a comment about cellphones or shaving, or maybe just a cheap lawyer joke. Instead, she sits at the counter, holding a small black object, pouting. "I just got the hang of using this stupid Palm Pilot, and now it's all broken."
"Did you try new batteries?"
"It has a charger. It just stopped working." She looks up at him with huge, solemn eyes.
He knows his cue. "Give it here," he says, feigning annoyance. She smiles and hands it to him.
Sometimes he suspects that she invents things for him to fix, just to make sure that he is still there to fix things for her, that she will not be alone when things break. He has, on more than one occasion, arrived at her house to find that this or that "broken" appliance mysteriously repaired itself overnight.
This is not one of those times. He peers at the edge of the small electronic gadget; the case has come apart a little, exposing green circuit board.
"How many times did you drop this?" he asks.
She looks guilty. "Drop is such a strong word, don't you think?"
"So? Pick another."
"I didn't drop it, I... freed it."
"From the captivity of your hand," he suggests.
"Exactly!"
"At which point it made a beeline for the freedom known as the floor, I get it. How many times?"
"Twice," she sulks. "Wait, does dropping it on a carpeted surface count?"
He sighs, mostly for dramatic effect, and gets out a set of jewelers' screwdrivers, used most recently to tighten the arms of Lorelai's favorite sunglasses. He carefully snaps the gadget's case back together and tightens the tiny screws. Flipping it over, he locates the power button, and is rewarded with a To-Do list on the screen. He can't help scanning the list:
-Buy black tights, milk
-Clean bathtub
-Get Luke or other large male to change water bottle
-Payroll
-Arrange private meeting w/Bono to discuss int'l political situation
-End world hunger
-Write Pulitzer Prize-winning novel
-Pick outfit for date w/Alex...
He yanks his eyes away from the last item, hands the Palm Pilot back to Lorelai. "Fixed", he says, and turns away so she won't see the look on his face.
"You're my hero," she says, and he knows that it's true, but it's not true enough. If it was, she would not be dating this Alex person, and he would not be dating Nicole in an effort to get Lorelai Gilmore out of his head once and for all.
Take Whatever You Can Get
Pairing: Lorelai/Luke, Rory/Jess
Author on LJ:
kieyraAuthor Website:kieyra's fic on LJ
Why this must be read:
I'm going to wrap up the month with a story that makes me happy every time I read it. "Take Whatever You Can Get" works for me on so many levels. It's one of the best explorations of Luke I have ever read. It's filled with the kind of moments that make you squee, or sigh, or completely fall for a 'ship, and those moments happen to be about three of my favorite pairings on the show- Lorelai/Luke, Rory/Jess, and Luke and Jess. This story is an amazing read as a fan. It's also an amazing read on its own- it has stayed with me, and it's not uncommon for me to recall a snippet or phrase that seemed especially right or fitting as I go about my day. I love the way Luke sees the world. The way he sees love, and responsibility, and other people. "Take Whatever You Can Get" does what fanfic is meant to do- it taps into that mindset and allows you to have more, and better, of what you love from the source material.
She comes into the diner the morning after his first date with Nicole. He eyes her warily, waiting for a comment about cellphones or shaving, or maybe just a cheap lawyer joke. Instead, she sits at the counter, holding a small black object, pouting. "I just got the hang of using this stupid Palm Pilot, and now it's all broken."
"Did you try new batteries?"
"It has a charger. It just stopped working." She looks up at him with huge, solemn eyes.
He knows his cue. "Give it here," he says, feigning annoyance. She smiles and hands it to him.
Sometimes he suspects that she invents things for him to fix, just to make sure that he is still there to fix things for her, that she will not be alone when things break. He has, on more than one occasion, arrived at her house to find that this or that "broken" appliance mysteriously repaired itself overnight.
This is not one of those times. He peers at the edge of the small electronic gadget; the case has come apart a little, exposing green circuit board.
"How many times did you drop this?" he asks.
She looks guilty. "Drop is such a strong word, don't you think?"
"So? Pick another."
"I didn't drop it, I... freed it."
"From the captivity of your hand," he suggests.
"Exactly!"
"At which point it made a beeline for the freedom known as the floor, I get it. How many times?"
"Twice," she sulks. "Wait, does dropping it on a carpeted surface count?"
He sighs, mostly for dramatic effect, and gets out a set of jewelers' screwdrivers, used most recently to tighten the arms of Lorelai's favorite sunglasses. He carefully snaps the gadget's case back together and tightens the tiny screws. Flipping it over, he locates the power button, and is rewarded with a To-Do list on the screen. He can't help scanning the list:
-Buy black tights, milk
-Clean bathtub
-Get Luke or other large male to change water bottle
-Payroll
-Arrange private meeting w/Bono to discuss int'l political situation
-End world hunger
-Write Pulitzer Prize-winning novel
-Pick outfit for date w/Alex...
He yanks his eyes away from the last item, hands the Palm Pilot back to Lorelai. "Fixed", he says, and turns away so she won't see the look on his face.
"You're my hero," she says, and he knows that it's true, but it's not true enough. If it was, she would not be dating this Alex person, and he would not be dating Nicole in an effort to get Lorelai Gilmore out of his head once and for all.
Take Whatever You Can Get