Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all it's characters and situations are property of Amy Sherman-Palladino and The WB/The CW. I do not own anything and will not make any profit from this story.

A/N: Here you finally have it. It took me forever to write and I'm not really happy with it because the entire chapter feels too rushed to me, but I figured you guys have waited long enough, you deserve something. :)

"Alright everyone, settle down, the next matter is a very important one to this town, hence the mandatory attendance," Taylor banged his gavel and took in the crowd, before sighing and looking sternly at Rory. "Young lady, where is your mother?"

Rory shrugged, chewing a red vine, "She's probably a little late, Taylor. You know how she and Luke can be."

Taylor sighed, "Unfortunately I do."

He sighed once more before continuing, "Alright, as you all know, the Stars hollow 24-Hour Dance Marathon is coming up-"

He was interrupted by the sound of the door banging open and Lorelai and Luke entering. Lorelai at least had the decency to look a little ashamed, "Sorry, sorry, sorry," she said as she quickly scurried over to Rory and Jess, Luke in tow.

Taylor was about to open his mouth when Lorelai held up her hand to silence him, "I know, I know. I'm sorry, I was at the inn, continue banging your gavel, Taylor."

Rory gasped, "Dirty!"

Lorelai snickered at the look of dismay on Taylor's face, "I have taught you well."

"As I was saying before this incredibly rude interruption," Lorelai rolled her eyes, "The Dance Marathon is coming up and this year there are a couple new rules and modifications…"

Rory and Lorelai's eyes lit up as Taylor droned on about the potential dangers of having the break last 10 minutes instead of 15.

Rory turned to Jess, "Jess, please," she begged, knowing she was going to have to bring out the big guns for this one. Jess Mariano didn't participate in town events. Never had and never would.

He shook his head, "No way, Rory. Why don't you just dance with your mother?"

She pouted, "But mom's dancing with Luke."

Jess snorted, "Yeah, right. That'll be the day."

"And anyways," Rory added, holding his arm with one hand and trailing her finger along it using the other, "I want to dance with you," she pouted slightly and shot him an innocent look she knew he wouldn't be able to resist.

Jess ran his hand through his hair, sighing, trying his best not to look at his wife, "Ah, geez, don't do that," he said. "You know that's a cruel trick."

Rory smiled at him, waiting for him to cave.

"Fine," he relented after a minute. She squealed and clapped her hands, kissing him on the cheek.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled, placing a stray hair behind her ears, "I better get something in return."

Rory smiled coyly, "Oh, you will," she whispered in his ear.

Her mother, however, was having a harder time convincing Luke.

"Please, I'll go off coffee for a month, I swear," she said solemnly.

"Uh huh," he snorted, "Do I look stupid to you, Lorelai?"

"Do you really want me to answer that question?" She deadpanned.

Luke made an attempt to move a seat away from her, but she latched onto his arm and pulled him back down, laughing, "Sorry, that was a joke, honey."




"Fine," she sat back in her chair, arms folded over her chest and started pouting, knowing it would only take a day or so before Luke caved.

"Ooh, maybe I could tie him up and then force him to dance with me, releasing him only if and when he agrees," Lorelai suggested as she and Rory sat on the couch in the younger Gilmore's house, plotting ways to get Luke to agree.

"Or you could find someone else, make him a little jealous," Rory replied.

"I could cook for him," Lorelai said, taking to the idea instantly.

"Or-or you could stick a fork in an apple!" Rory deadpanned.

Lorelai's smile fell and she glared at her daughter, "Ha ha. Okay, so I may not be the world's best cook, or just... well, cook, but whatever. There has to be a way."

"Just wear him down."

"How did you get Jess to agree, anyways?"

"Pouted a little, whispered in his ear. He can't resist me and he knows it."

Lorelai grinned at her daughter, "Using sex to get what you want, you're my hero."

Rory rolled her eyes, "Not sex, just… my womanly wiles, if you will."

Lorelai continued grinning, "Uh huh. Was it gooood?"

"Mom!" She laughed, swatting her mother's leg. "There are things I do not want to talk to you about. And that falls directly under that category."

Lorelai just continued staring and grinning devilishly at her daughter, causing Rory to blush.

"A ha!" Lorelai yelled triumphantly, "It was good!"

"Finally," Sookie said grumpily as she watched Michel enter the kitchen, "I've been waiting long enough. When I asked you to please join me in the kitchen I didn't mean 30 minutes later!"

Michel rolled his eyes, "Please, I do have other things to attend to than your covert operations, which by the way aren't that subtle."

Sookie glared at him before refocusing her attention on the task at hand.

"Okay, so we need to do something to cheer her up, 'cause she's so bummed about her mother."

"No, she was bummed about her mother, she seems perfectly fine to me now."

"You are just hell bent on being bitter your entire life, aren't you?"

"Why fix something if it isn't broken?" Michel replied smugly.

"Well, fine, be that way. But we will meet again tomorrow and this time, you better have some ideas."

"I didn't hear you spouting out any winners just now."

"Well, I'm not gonna give all my ideas away and let you steal them," Sookie replied childishly.

Michel rolled his eyes and walked out of the kitchen, "Kill me now."

"Kittens, mommy's home!" Lorelai yelled, barging through her daughter's front door.

"Kittens?" Rory asked as soon as her mom entered the kitchen while Jess just shook his head in amusement.

"Well, I figured Honey, I'm home was a little cliché."

"Very creative," Rory replied before giving her mom a hug. "Where's Luke?"

"Oh, he got held up at the Diner, he's gonna be a little late."

"And how is the whole dance marathon thing going?" Rory asked, setting the table.

Lorelai stood up and reached for the wine glasses, "He's not budging at all. I have tried every trick in the book. I even wore, you know, my sexy, lacy-"

"Aw, jeez, Lorelai! If you don't want me to accidentally drop rat poison in your food, you will stop now," Jess threatened, covering his ears.

Lorelai rolled her eyes, "Alright, keep your pants on," she turned to Rory, "he has gotten way sensitive."

"He's a regular Nicholas Sparks," she chimed in.

Jess glared at her comparison and tried to change the subject back.

"Luke really hasn't caved yet?" He asked his mother-in-law as he stood at the stove while Lorelai and Rory attempted to be helpful but failed miserably.

Lorelai shook her head, "Not even a smidge," she replied, taking a sip of her wine, "It's weird, I was so sure he would have caved by now."

"He usually does," Rory conceded.

"Crazy thought," Jess interjected, "but maybe he just really doesn't want to dance."

Lorelai and Rory both looked at him as he'd grown an extra head.

Jess chuckled at their expressions, "Right, crazy idea."

Rory smiled, "Well, you don't wanna dance either but you're still doing it."

"Why? I have no idea," he deadpanned.

"It's because you love me," Rory replied sweetly.

Jess pretended to be lost in thought for a minute, "No, that's not it."

Rory kicked the back of his leg as good as possible from her position at the kitchen table.

Lorelai was staring into her wineglass, "Maybe he doesn't love me anymore," she pouted dramatically.

Jess scoffed, "Yeah, that's it," he replied sarcastically.

"I guess that's your way of saying I'm talking loony talk."

Jess just gave Lorelai a look.

"Rory, wake up, come on," Jess said, putting on his forties inspired clothes that she and Lorelai had picked out for him a week earlier, and gently shaking Rory's shoulder.

Head still firmly on her pillow and eyes closed, she groaned and lifted her hand, swatting aimlessly around her, her obvious intention to hit Jess.

"Still tired," Rory mumbled, opening her eyes slowly and blearily glancing up at Jess.

"Well, you should have thought of that before you conned me into doing this," he replied easily.

This caused Rory to sit up, "Hey, I did not con you," she said indignantly.

Jess raised an eyebrow at her.

"I didn't," Rory replied, defiant, "I just have very good persuasive skills."

"Yeah, so did Hitler," Jess deadpanned. "Now get up."

"You know," Rory grumbled as she headed for the bathroom, "I bet Luke isn't being this mean to mom right now."

Jess smirked, "I'm sure he's being worse."

"I can't believe he finally caved," she yelled from the bathroom.

"Well, it was pretty inevitable," Jess replied, tying his shoelaces, "Luke could never really say no to your mom."

"It's in our genes, "Rory joked before stepping in the shower.


"Well, well, "Kirk said as the Gilmores entered the school gym with Jess and Luke lagging behind, big scowls on their faces.

"Still not giving up, Lorelai?" He taunted.

Lorelai merely gave him a sweet smile, "Never Kirk. This year, I'm taking you down. Right, honey?"

"What?" Luke replied tiredly, causing Kirk to grin even more.

"Good luck, Lorelai," he said pompously before striding away.

"Break a leg," she replied, causing Rory to roll her eyes. "I swear, you are five."

"That makes you like one," Lorelai stuck out her tongue.

So there you have it, the dance marathon part 1. Next chapter will be part 2.

So go on, tell me how much it sucked.

Do it for Milo. :p