This is the original, as I wrote it. Again, Fluff Warning.

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Title: Jelly Beancakes and Coffles

Author: Connecticut Junkie

Summary: Lorelai tries to cook breakfast. Of course, with Lorelai, even breakfast is weird.

Rating: G

Note: I noticed that there were no GG fics in Spanish, so I whipped this up. And yes, I've actually made Jellybean pancakes and Coffles before. They're gross.

Disclaimer: These characters are not mine and have been dubbed for your reading pleasure.

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Luke entered the kitchen, and to his surprise saw that Lorelai was cooking.

"Okay. I must be dreaming or insane."

"I vote for insanity," Lorelai said, attempting to flip a pancake.

"What the hell is that?" Luke asked, as he got a good view of said pancake (if it could be called that.)

"It's a pancake, silly," Lorelai retorted, then turned away from her cooking (if it could be called that) to give him a good morning kiss.

But even that couldn't distract Luke from the disaster that he was sure would unfold at any minute. Reluctantly, he let her go, but his hand stayed at her waist as she turned back to the stove.

"Lorelai?"

"Yes, my love?" she asked, teasing him with the cheesy endearment he'd hated from the very start. Two years now, and she still insisted on annoying him with that damn 'my love' thing.

"What are those blue and yellow and green and red things in the pancake?" He poked the pancake in the skillet to see if he could figure it out by touch alone, and she lightly smacked his hand.

"Those happen to be Jelly beans!" Lorelai proudly stated, as if she'd just come up with a recipe that would win the Pillsbury Bake Off.

"You have got to be kidding me."

"I never kid you. Okay, I do kid you all the time but still, this time I'm serious." She flipped the pancake high into the air, and tried to catch it on a plate. Of course, she missed completely, but Luke managed to catch it before it hit the floor.

"Yay!" Lorelai exclaimed, giving him a quick hug around his middle. "I knew you'd come in handy one of these days."

"Pleased to be of service," Luke absently said, examining the pancake more closely. Yes, those were indeed Jelly beans in it. "You know," he told her, "every time I think you can't possibly do anything more crazy, you go ahead and prove me wrong."

"And that is exactly why I do things like this. I always like to push the envelope. Lorelai Gilmore, Envelope Pusher and Pancake Flipper extraordinaire," she said with a flourish, flipping a second pancake and managing to actually catch it with the skillet. Before he could ask anymore questions, a buzzer went off.

"I'm almost afraid to ask," Luke said.

"The coffle is ready!"

"And now I really am afraid to ask," Luke grumbled, watching his wife dash across the kitchen to the waffle iron that she had plugged into the wall. He watched her remove a slightly dark looking waffle. "Hey. We have a waffle iron?"

Lorelai put the waffle on a plate and handed it to him. "We got it when we registered and we never used it. I figured I'd break it in. No one wants a virgin waffle iron!"

Luke looked at the waffle with trepidation. "I know it came out of the waffle iron, but why is it this color?"

"Because it's a coffle!" Lorelai clarified, only it didn't clarify anything.

"And what's a coffle?"

"Nothing. What's a coffle with you?" she teased back, then sat down at the table with her plate of jelly bean pancakes. Luke sat down too, and just stared at his 'coffle.' Lorelai gave him a wide grin, and he almost forgot how crazy this morning was as he realized not for the first time and not for the last how lucky he was. "A coffle is a waffle that was made with coffee in it. Coffee. Waffle. Coffle!"

Luke gave her the plate. "I think you should have it. I'll just have some juice."

"Okay, but you don't know what you're missing!" Lorelai called out.

Luke got his juice and watched Lorelai eat the most disgusting food items invented ever since they put peanut butter and jelly in the same jar. About halfway through her meal, something dawned on him. Then the dawn became a fierce and intense burning knowledge.

Luke shot out of his chair so fast it fell over. "Oh my god," he shouted, pointing excitedly at her. "You're pregnant!"

Lorelai looked at him with a mouthful of coffle and jelly bean pancake. Slowly, very very very slowly, she finished chewing and swallowed. Then she shook her head. "I'm not pregnant, Luke."

Luke frowned. "But this is crazy food. And pregnant women eat crazy food. They have those weird cravings. Right?"

"Right. But I'm not pregnant," she told him again.

"But...?" he asked, looking at her food (if it could be called that).

"I'm just insane," she assured him, and finished off the last few bites of her breakfast. Then she dropped the dishes in the sink and went to get dressed for work, leaving her husband marveling at the fact that after all this time, she could still surprise him.

The End

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So ends the insanity experiment. Any thoughts?