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A/N: This is part two of the previously long chapter 11… I've added in some, and edited a little… I'm feeling kinda sick right now, so if there are a larger number of mistakes than typical, it's because I'm stuffy and my head isn't quite clear…
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Summary: ROGAN. Everyone can see they're perfect for each other. Well everyone except for the two of them. So it's time we gave them a little push. What happens when the family starts to play matchmaker? Chapter 12
Second A/N: Did I mention that I'm failing Math… No? Well I am… Yea… a little irrelevant – but I'm in that kind of mood today!
Third A/N: The chapter title is not mine – I had writers block, so it belongs to Sarah McLachlan. (Because that's what I was listening to when I started to write the story!)
Chapter 12: Do What you Have to Do
Rory woke up the next morning. She felt a lot better after talking with her mother. She knew that Logan probably didn't mean what he had said, but still, she didn't know if she could forgive him.
Looking out her window she was startled to see that she couldn't see out of the center. There seemed to be a series of squares obstructing her view. Crawling out from under her comforter, she shivered as she walked to her window. Someone, and Rory knew exactly who, had taped five boxes of chocolate to her window. Each box contained a chocolate letter, all together spelling exactly the same thing as the coffee; 'SORRY'. Opening her window she pulled the boxes off, and set them on her desk.
She sat a moment contemplating what to do. On one hand she could chuck them, not letting Logan get to her. But on the other hand, the chocolate looked really good, and rich, and, well, what harm could it do? All she wanted was just one taste… Logan wouldn't even know if she decided to toss them after, just one; little; taste.
Rory gingerly broke off a piece of the chocolate, letting out a shudder of pleasure escape her. She smiled. There was no way she was tossing these, even if Logan's ego caused his head to explode; which, she admitted to herself, she wouldn't mind. The chocolate was Swiss, and upon contact with her tongue, began to melt, letting its creamy flavor slide down both her tongue and throat.
Looking to the boxes she saw that they were all different flavors; Milk Chocolate, White, Hazelnut, Butter Pecan, and Mocha. Leave it to Logan to take everything to the next level. Rory had to stop herself from drooling, as she slipped another piece of the Butter Pecan 'Y' into her mouth.
Walking to class Rory nibbled on bits of chocolate in between sips of her coffee.
"Hey Rory!" A voice called.
"Marty!" Rory said, genuinely happy. She hadn't seen Marty in a while, and missed his company.
"What's up?" Marty asked falling into step beside her.
"Not much," then remembering she added, "Oh, my grandparents tricked me into going to Germany."
"Tricked? Why would you need to be tricked? I would have just said yes!"
"Well, they're going with Logan's family."
"Oh." Marty answered, tone darkening at the mention of Logan's name. "You two aren't… or… are you?"
"Marty!" Rory exclaimed. "What's gotten into you! You of all people know that Logan isn't my type."
The truth was that Marty had no idea what Rory's type was. They'd never really talked about relationships.
"Sorry, I was just checking…" Marty stated as they entered the classroom building.
"It's okay. Don't worry about it." Rory stated smiling. "Hey," she asked. "Wana rent a movie tonight?"
"Sure," Marty replied, glad that his question hadn't upset her.
"You pick the movie this time, and I'll worry about the food. I still can't believe that last time you thought a medium pizza, and a bag of pretzels would be enough…"
"I had no idea you ate so much," Marty countered walking down the hall with her.
Laughing Rory said goodbye, and went to class smiling.
Rory was just putting popcorn in the microwave when there was a knock at the door. Smiling she opened it to reveal Marty.
"What did ya bring?" Rory asked letting him in, eagerly trying to see the movies he was holding.
"Well I brought three, so you could choose."
"Goodie! What are they?"
"Sound of Music?"
"Classic, depressing, and not quite what I had in mind for tonight."
"The Holocaust will do that to ya," Marty retorted honestly.
"What else?"
"Grease?"
"Oh, another classic. I like how you think. That's a definite possibility. What's the last one?"
"The Princess Bride."
"Wesley? You brought me Wesley?" Rory asked sarcastic excitement dripping from her words, as she clutched her heart in mock admiration.
"I take it you're a Wesley fan?"
"I personally like Inigo, but my mother would marry Cary Elwes if he ever showed up in Stars Hallow… or at least she'd fight Ms. Patty for him…"
Laughing Marty followed Rory into the living room where he was greeted with three large boxes of pizza, two bowls of chips, numerous bottles of soda, a pile of chocolate bars, a bowl of Smarties, Gummy worms, and an economy size bag of marshmallows.
"Is anyone joining us?" Marty asked utterly surprised at the large amount of food present.
"Paris maybe, but she's on a diet… something about sugar consumption and prematurely deceased rats… Anyways, the chips are for her if she comes… but, she'll only eat the Lays Baked ones, so I'd attack the salt and vinegar ones first if I were you."
"Are you sure you have enough food?" Marty joked.
"I'm just getting the popcorn," Rory called from the kitchen, emptying the bag into yet another bowl.
"Right…" Marty said while putting the movie in.
Grinning, Rory grabbed a Snickers while putting the popcorn bowl onto the table, and started eating.
"Finn, this is crazy." Logan stated. "Why can't I just give her more food?"
"Because food will get old and boring – thusly ineffective; you need to give it, food that is, to her in moderation. Besides that I think this is a great idea!"
"I feel like an idiot," Logan stated looking at the costume Finn had gotten him.
"But humility will show that you care."
"Finn, I'm wearing a pirate costume." Logan stated bluntly. "I have an eye patch on. Where did you get this anyways?"
"I had to go to a Peter Pan party."
"You're kidding," Logan stated. "What about the others?"
"Would you believe that I just liked collecting costumes?"
Logan shuddered. "Let's get this over with."
Grinning Finn reached for the camera. "By the way Logan, when you were growing up, were you a Batman fan, or a Superman fan… because I know Clark had that awesome Speedo over tights thing happening for him…"
"Finn…" Logan said warningly.
Laughing Marty put an empty pizza box on the ground.
"Now stop it – I mean it!" Marty exclaimed in mock jest.
"Anybody want a peanut?" Rory said in her best Fezzik voice.
"Inconceivable!" Marty exclaimed stuffing some gummy worms into his mouth. Laughing they both leaned back onto the couch watching the food disappear as the movie progressed.
Some time later, Rory heard a door open.
"Paris!" she said, "We saved you some chips. You're just in time, they're about to visit Miracle Max."
"What is this?" Paris asked accepting the chips and a piece of pizza.
"What!" Rory exclaimed, almost spitting her root beer over everything. "You mean you've never seen The Princess Bride?"
"Nope."
"You haven't even read the book?"
"Nope."
"It was one of the biggest hoaxes in literature history."
"Inconceivable!" Marty exclaimed, hoping to prevent the argument he felt brewing.
"Hun?" Paris asked looking from the screen where an old woman chased an old man around yelling what sounded like 'Humperdink"
"He wrote the book as if he abridged it, and spoke of a second book. Neither was true. He had billions of fans searching everywhere for a book which didn't exist."
"Cool." Paris said looking back to the screen.
"I can't believe you've never read of seen it."
"We'll I'm trying to watch it now, so if you'd close your blabbering mouth, maybe we could remedy one of your two disbeliefs."
"Sorry," Rory mumbled, sinking into the couch with the bag of marshmallows, while Marty let out a soft chuckle.
"Hi Marty," Paris greeted, without taking her eyes from the screen.
"Hi Paris." Marty greeted uneasily. Paris always scared him. Frankly he wasn't sure how Rory lived with her.
"Have fun storming the castle!" Rory said, impersonating Valerie's voice. "Think it will work?" She continued.
"It would take a miracle," Marty recited, before breaking out into a fit of laughter with Rory.
Paris stood up.
"It's impossible to watch a movie with you two!" She declared storming out of the room, as Rory and Marty broke out into another fit of hysterics.
When the movie was over, Marty helped Rory dispose of the empty pizza boxes, and put what little remained of the Smarties into a jar, and roll up the considerably smaller bag of marshmallows.
"See you later," Marty said, collecting his movie.
"Bye Marty," Rory called closing the door behind him.
Rory woke up to her alarm. Hitting it she grudgingly crawled out of bed and turned on the shower.
Emerging a few minutes later, she threw on a shirt and a pair of jeans. She grabbed her wallet and English text, before walking to the front door.
Her eyes fell onto a white envelope with the word Ace scribbled on top. It looked like it had been pushed under the door. Pausing a moment, she picked it up. Slowly opening it, she pulled out a pile of photo and instantly broke out into laughter.
The first one featured Logan lying on the floor in a pirate costume, he had his knees bent and his arms above his head. He was smiling at the camera, but his eyes showed how difficult and painful it must have been to hold the position. The second featured Logan in a pair of overalls and a yellow hard hat. He was holding what looked like and electric drill, and had his back arched backwards with the electric drill touching his feet. With the help of the drill he had managed to for a circle with his body. The third picture Rory almost choked at seeing, because Logan was a deep shade of red, and wearing a short skirt, and belly top. In his hands were two pompoms, and he had his legs stretched out and his arms with the pompoms forming a circle to his left. The next featured Logan in the same position, but instead wearing a superman costume. The last picture depicted Logan wearing what could only be described as a Sumo-Wrestling costume. It was skin toned, very large, and had Logan wearing a Speedo, over this inflated costume. Logan had a black hat strapped to his head, with a bun on top. Rory couldn't stop laughing. His body was straight, and his arms were both in the air creating a "V" shape above his head.
Suddenly understanding Rory doubled over in laughter. Logan had spelt out the word 'SORRY' once again, but this time with his body; in costume!
Remembering that she had class, Rory ran to the coffee stand, knowing that she would be late, but not caring at the moment.
A/N: Bonus points go to the die hard reviewers, who try to mimic those body positions… Next chapter to come soon! PROMISE! (Blueyed18 I'd love for you to Beta – let me know what works best for you)