Disclaimer: Everything but the basic plotline belongs to ASP and the WB. So don't sue me. You won't get much.

Muchos gracias to Jenn for reading over this!

Hey! Another update, and so soon! I'm proud of myself. This was going to be longer but I wanted to add some more to the end. So the next chapter should be up soon... maybe by the weekend. Well, enough of me, on to the story:

-Rory-

"Rory, honey." Mom? Shh... too early. Nice warm bed. Wait. Lumpy bed. Still comfy. Snug. Mmmm.

"Mmmm... whaaa?"

"Rory!" I'm not in my bed. Where am I? She looks kind of... mad? Upset? Oh my god. I am just about on top of Tristan. This cannot look good. "Honey, please get up and save mommy from a heart attack." That makes two of us.

"Oh my god, mom. I don't know what happened. Nothing happened. I... we... must have fallen asleep." That didn't sound quite so stupid in my head. How did this happen? Last thing I remember we were sitting there watching The Emperor's New Groove, then... wait. I remember glancing over and seeing Tristan sleeping, thinking how cute and unguarded he looked. I went back to the movie, and I must have fallen asleep. I have no idea how I ended up nearly on top of him. Stress. That's got to be it. I haven't been sleeping well.

"Honey? Anybody home?" Whoa. I totally spaced there for a second. Tristan's finally starting to wake up. Aww... he looks so confused. Too bad I don't have a camera. He he. "Rory?"

"Sorry. Zoned out there. Still not quite awake yet."

"Uh-huh. Yeah." What? Oh, god. I was... ogling Tristan. Thank god he's not fully awake. I'd never hear the end of it.

-Tristan-

What is making all that noise? God, can't a guy get one night's sleep around here without somebody... wait. (Opens his eyes a little) Where am I? Who is that lady? She looks vaguely familiar. Boy, she doesn't look too happy. Rory? What--- shit. That has to be her mother. And I'm guessing by Rory's expression and the fact my arm is asleep that she didn't sleep in her bed last night.

"Ms. Gilmore?"

"Evil one." Huh? Am I still dreaming? Definitely. I'll just close my eyes and... Nope. This is quickly going bad.

"Ahem..." I should get out of here. "Ah, thank you for your hospitality last night. I should be going..."

"Ha!" Crazy crazy lady. "You think you're going to get out of this THAT easily?"

"Mom."

"Shh. Just breakfast at Luke's. Mr. Military here is buying."

"Uh. Okay." Maybe this won't be too bad. Rory's giving her mom weird looks; is there something I don't know?

"Can I talk to you for just a second, mother dearest? Kitchen."

-Rory-

Okay, I always knew Mom was crazy. In a good way. Not a mean and vicious torture your only daughter kind of way.

"Mom!"

"What? Do you just expect me to say bye, hope I don't catch you on the couch with my daughter next time?"

"There won't be a next time! And that's not what I was even talking about. Luke's? Have we forgotten a certain incident?"

"Oh, god, honey. I didn't even think... I'm sorry. But I have to have the coffee. And my morning just isn't complete without bothering Luke."

"He called here last night! He heard big mouth out there and..."

"Darn. No, I'm sorry. I'm trying here. Okay. Maybe I can go get breakfast - and coffee - and bring it back?" Can't she just go one minute without... she'll come around. Do I want her to come around, though? That's the question. Which one do I want?

-Doorbell Rings-

"Oh, that's probably Sookie; she wanted to get a glimpse of the Spawn of Satan if he was still here. I'm sure he'll get the two thumbs up."

"Mom!"

"I'm going, I'm going!"

(Muffled talking is heard in background; Rory is trying to eavesdrop)

"Hey Sook, he's still here, just about gave me a... oh."

Oooh... who's at the door? I just love cliffhangers, don't you? -evil grin- hehe.