Disclaimer - I do not own Gilmore Girls.


"I'm home!" exclaimed Lorelai, to an empty living room.

"Finally…what took so long?" said Rory, emerging from her room, hailing with her several books.

"No reason," replied Lorelai, in what she hoped was a casual voice. The truth was, there was a reason she was late. She had to talk to Rory soon…she had to.

"No reason? Mom, there has never been a time when you have said 'No reason'. Even if there is no reason, you would've made up a story about how you and Madonna met and then got sent off to Barbados where you befriended the goat people," said Rory looking slightly suspicious.

Chuckling, Lorelai went to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee. Rory really was her daughter; from the stunning blue eyes to their insane talking ability.

IN THE KITCHEN

"Mom, come on, tell me," said Rory who had followed her mother into their kitchen; an all time favourite place in the Gilmore household.

"Fine. Rory, honey..." Lorelai began slowly, searching for the best way to say what she had to, "come here, sit down." Lorelai went to the small table and sat down on one of the chairs. Rory imitated her, sitting in a chair, right beside her mother.

"Hon…" sighed Lorelai, readying herself, "I'm pregnant." Rory stared at her mother with a mixture of disbelief and horror.

"w-w-wh-what?" sputtered Rory, unable to comprehend what she was hearing. "Don't you have to have sex for that?" continued Rory stupidly.

"yeah, you're right. I'm not pregnant. But you should've seen your face! You looked like you were going to liquefy," laughed Lorelai unable to contain herself.

"WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!?" burst out Rory,"I THOUGHT YOU WERE SERIOUS..YOU'RE MAD! WHY DID YOU DO THAT!?"

"well, you ditched me at Friday night dinner this week and ran off with a boy without telling me. This is the consequence Rory," said Lorelai, as if this was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I did not ditch you! I had a date, and for that you made up that ridiculous story about you getting pregnant!"

"so, what's your point? I don't like being alone with my parents on a Friday night dinner! Plus, nothing interesting happened at the inn today and I thought some excitement at home ought to do me good."

"you're unbelievable, you know that?"

"why yes I do. People always are telling me I'm an incredible actor."

"I'm going to my room," said Rory, making a face. Lorelai follows finished off her last sip of coffee. She put the cup on the counter and follows Rory to her room.

RORY'S ROOM

Lorelai stood at the doorway of her daughter's room, and noticed that Rory's anger at her seemed to have evaporated.

"Oh my God, it's like Godzilla invaded a library," commented Lorelai, looking around her daughter's room.

"Well, exams are coming up, and I need to study," replied Rory, who hadn't taken her eyes off her book, and was highlighting notes from it.

"And for that, it needs to look like a tornado hit?" said Lorelai with a raised eyebrow.

"I thought it was Godzilla, invading a library?"

"Couldn't it be both?"

"Of course it could," said Rory with the air, of one defeated.

Finally, Rory looked up from her books and stared at her mother.

"Okay, you know what? I'm bored and you won't talk to me," stated Lorelai, slightly downcast.

"so, what do you suggest?"

"I'm going to go to Luke and tell him I'm pregnant."

"Glad to hear it," said Rory, shaking her head and returning to her studies.