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A/N: I got this idea when listening to a song. Each story regards one verse in the song. This verse could take place around season 5. Hope you like it. It's Java Junkie all the way.
"Yeah I live for little moments like that…."
"Hey, Lorelai. I'm home!" Luke called out as he entered the house. He hung up his jacket and walked towards the kitchen. "Hey, where did you order out from? It smells really good." He asked. He met Lorelai in the kitchen with an apron on. The kitchen was a mess, eggs, flour, and bowls everywhere. Lorelai had flour in her hair and smudges of chocolate on her face. "Hey hun! Happy birthday!" she exclaimed and gave him a hug. He smiled at the sight of her. "What happened here?" he asked with a laugh. "I am making you a birthday cake. From scratch." She admitted. She caught the shocked expression on his face. "From scratch? All by yourself? Sookie didn't just sneak out the backdoor did she?" he asked with a smirk. Lorelai acted like she was insulted. "No! The only thing Sookie did for me is make me directions that I could actually follow. You know, two and a half blue container thingies of this, half a silver spoon of this. Other than that, it's all me." She replied. "Now go work in the garage on the boat until I call you." She ordered and pushed him out the back door.
Luke was painting his boat when he heard an alarm go off. It took him a moment to register the fact that was the smoke detector going off from inside the house. He dropped his paintbrush and ran out of the garage to see smoke billowing out of the kitchen. He ran in and saw Lorelai pulling a burnt brick out of the stove. "Lorelai? Are you alright?" he yelled over the smoke detector. "Yes. I burnt your cake!" she yelled back waving smoke out the door. Luke grabbed a chair, stood on it, and took the battery out the smoke detector to stop it. "I was wrapping your present and I forgot about the cake until I smelt smoke and by then it was too late." She explained, her bottom lip quivering. Luke sat in the chair he was standing in and pulled Lorelai into his lap. "It's okay. You trying to make the cake was great enough." He told her and she sniffed back tears. He tried not to laugh imagining the face she made when she saw the cake. "Seriously Lorelai, I loved seeing you in the kitchen, covered with food. You were doing it just for me and I love that. Don't be upset." He told her. She sighed and nodded. "Now, where do we start to clean this up?" Luke asked as he and Lorelai looked around the kitchen. She just laughed as he kissed her cheek.
"Like just last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time
And burnt the cake
And every smoke detector
In the house were going off
She was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not to let her see me laugh"