"It still hurts!" Mom complains.
Mom was clearing out the rain gutters and fell off the ladder, cutting her hand in the mean time.
"Do you need stitches?" Rory asks her
"Probably." Mom responds
"Well, then we should go to a doctor." I suggest
"No! No doctors! You go into a hospital, you don't come back out!" Mom exclaims
"Well said, ida Morgenstern."
"Im starving, I need pancakes." Mom tells us
"Can I just ask what on earth you thought you were doing?" I question mom
"I though I was being a self sufficient woman." Mom responds
"You hate ladders. You hate heights." Rory points out
"We needed our rain gutters cleaned." Mom states
"Well, hire somebody. Actually, Tristan could probably do it." I explain
"Aren't we suddenly a Rockefeller."
"Well, it's better than you killing Yourself." I say
"I'm fine. I'm just being dramatic. It's what I do." Mom sighs
"No more ladders." Rory commands
"I promise." Mom agrees
"Okay."
"I think I have gangrene." Mom admits
"You do not." I tell her
"And vertigo." Mom continues
"Oh, boy." Rory whispers
"One leg suddenly feels shorter than the other." Mom jokes
"This is gonna be the vanity fair paper cut incident all over again, isn't it?" I ask
"Wow." Mom exclaims as she looks under the bandage.
"Leave your bandage alone." Rory demands
"Look it's turning purple." Mom shows me and Rory.
"It's glowy purple." I agree
"Why would you wanna look at that?" Rory questions in disgust.
"Maybe our rain gutters are radio active? Or made out of some kind of alien metal. Does that mean that you'll turn into an alien now? Or a superhero?" I ramble
"That would be so cool, like, maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and be able to shower really fast!" Mom continues to joke
"We'll go pick out your cape after breakfast." Rory tells mom as we enter Luke's.
"God, I'm starving. Must be from the loss of blood." Mom continues to complain.
"Yes, that must be it."
"I'm getting pancakes with a side of pancakes. Where's Luke?" Mom tells us
"I don't know." I mumble. All of a sudden I was feeling really nauseous. I don't know why though. I hadn't eaten anything bad. Maybe it's just because I was hungry.
"Storage room?" Rory suggests
"Oh, no." Mom mumbles
"Caesar is cooking!" Rory exclaims
"Why is Caesar cooking?!" Mom questions
"I don't know!"
"That's bad."
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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...
