Strange Socks and Digger Stiles
A/N: I was at my friends house and we were talking about Gilmore Girls, and then we were wondering…Just who was the Sock Man?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, though not for lack of trying. (The WB just wasn't interested in trading the rights to GG for the rights to my English essay. Jeez, some people!)
"What's up, Luke?" asked Lorelai, walking into the diner. Luke came out from behind the counter to talk to her.
"I think Nicole is cheating on me!" he said abruptly.
"Whoa, back up!" said Lorelai, collapsing into a chair. While she'd like nothing better than Nicole out of the picture…except maybe a new set of parents…she didn't want Luke to get hurt. "How do you know?" Oddly enough, Luke pulled up the leg of his jeans, exposing a yellowish sock. "Okay, your sock. Gross, but so what?"
"It's not my sock! It's some other guy's sock! In my sock drawer!" he exclaimed.
"Ssh. If Miss Patty heard that, she'd turn it into something dirty."
"It is dirty!" said Luke.
"Probably true, but- oh, crap!" she exclaimed as her phone went off. It was the inn. "Luke, I'm really, really sorry, but I have to go. Michel has been alone at the inn for an hour and if I don't get there soon, people could die."
"Okay. Bye, Lorelai," said Luke, and continued muttering to himself about socks.
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Lorelai had fallen asleep on the couch after coming home from the inn to grab some fabric samples. The phone rang, waking her up.
"Hello?" she said groggily.
"Lorelai?" asked Luke's voice.
"What do you want, Luke?"
"Um, well, see, I'm kind of in jail," he said. She became fully awake instantly.
"What? Where? How?" she asked.
"I followed Nicole and the Sock Man to my apartment. They went inside, and then I realized that they were doing God-knows-what, probably on my bed, and they've probably done it there before, and I kind of went crazy and started attacking his car and-"
"Okay, okay. Are you in Hartford? Do you need me to come get you?" she asked immediately.
"Yeah. And, I need bail." He sounded embarrassed.
"Of course. Anything. How much?"
"Three hundred dollars. I'll pay you back."
"It's fine- I'll be right there."
"Thank you, Lorelai. I know how much trouble-"
"No, Luke, it doesn't matter. This is more important." She hung up the phone and ran for the door.
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They were driving past Luke and Nicole's apartment. A black Mercedes was parked outside.
"That's his car," Luke said. Odd, Lorelai thought it looked familiar. Almost involuntarily, Lorelai slowed. Luke opened his door and jumped out.
"Luke, wait!" Lorelai said, quickly following him. He walked up to the car and began kicking it again.
"Luke, I just got you out of jail- oh, shit!" she said, suddenly realizing where she'd seen the car before. She checked the license plate. Yes, she was right.
"What?" asked Luke.
"This is Jason's car! Jason Stiles, my boyfriend."