gilmoregirlsfanatic and bluedaisy05: Thanks. I hoped that chapter would clear some things up. I had it all worked out in my head and decided it would be best to tell you. I hate not knowing how the heck anything can work in stories. It aggravates me. So, I decided to save you all from further stress.

ProFfeSseR: Ha, I spelled you name right without looking. Phew. I've been trying to do that for weeks. Okay, not that long. Days … maybe. And yeah, it's probably not legal, but hey. In my universe corn on the cob doesn't exist and celery is alive. Scary, I know.

katieanna: Actually, I'll discuss that in this chapter. Thank you for reminding me.

Ronata, Mirax Corran, and FinnRoryLukLorelai4ever: Thank you for the support. You guys rock and keep me going.

Marcel-Marceau-chicken: What a teaser. And you, my friend, have inspired a new challenge. (see bottom of page for author's note/new challenge)

GilmoreHorseFreak04: That was really amazing. I now have an epiphany in review form right on my computer. It's really kinda awesome. Oh, and what a cool story. Season 4, huh. Cool, very cool.

J.Stone: ? Lorelai times five? Madison times five. New character.

orangesherbert7: That was the funniest thing I've ever heard. I was laughing about the cake walk for fifteen minutes. And it wasn't even that funny. But for some reason it was hilarious. My eyes watered. My siter was actually sincere and said, 'Oh, are you okay? Do you need anything?' So, of course I asked for some ice cream. She brought it to me! And Bert! I love Bert! And he's in you name. Look at Bert. I'm gonna notice that every time I see you now. Oh, Bert. He's a toolbox but I love him, still. And Ed Hermann makes me giggle, too. It's something about the way he says things. It just makes them funny. His deep, man voice is just hilarious. All the time. He could say 'I'm dying of cancer.' And I'd giggle. And then feel bad. And the get upset (I get emotional with TV shows and movies see conversation including the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants). Oh, little siblings. Here's to hoping they don't fall and hurt themselves. Well, yours at least.

Muffin Is Injured: Ah, I have tackled the issue of the numbers. You see many a reviewer has written back to me basically saying things like 'Yeah, I like the number. That's why it goes there.' Bleh. It helped though. Now I understand the pointlessness (hee, funny word. Pointlessness. Lessness. Heh.) of numbers. I was actually trying to figure them out, make stories up that seem like they could be true. But no, someone just randomly chose that number to make me think extra hard and end up with that disappointing explanation. Sad. Now, onto names. I understand yours. You told your readers after one of you stories. But a bunch of names I don't understand, although I'm kinda afraid I'll get, 'I just chose it randomly because I like it. Blah.' But, as always, curiosity is going to win. And it is amusing that you're reviewing me now. A reviewer yesterday (I finished my first story) was like, 'Good story. I'm adding you to my author alert list.' And I was like, 'What? Really? Weird.' Just kinda shocking.

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A/N: La la la, la la la la. Cake Walk!

A song. Not even a song, a melody. A kids melody. My Strawberry Shortcake alarm clock going off. The red numbers on the clock flashed and Strawberry Shortcake bounced up and down a little.

And this was how the first day of my new life started.

Getting the kids up and ready was easy. They were really excited and I didn't have to hurry them along. We went to Luke's for breakfast. I think we'll do that every morning. I don't have time to make us all breakfast.

I called in advance so we had a table and food ready when we got there. But instead of paying him extra, as I intended to do, he made me pay less. He said if he paid that price why should I pay more. I had really good arguments against it, but he won. And truthfully, I can't turn any extra savings down.

Dropping off the kids was fine. I mean, there are five of them. They have each other and didn't really care when I left them to play. Sure, the teachers were a little strange, but spending your days around small people can do that. I know. The studio is great. There are costumes and props for the kids to play with and Patty said she might even have them act out a play. That would be cute.

The drive to Chilton wasn't horrible. There was some traffic, but I was still a little early. Quality time with ACDC is never time wasted. I got there, filled out some forms, saw the headmaster , and after being sufficiently threatened that I may just fail I was sent to my first class. And that's where it started.

I'm ahead. And not just a little ahead. I learned this stuff two years ago. I guess Mr. Dunich had no idea how far I was supposed to have come. I kind of want to tell Aunt Sue just how great of a home school teacher she got. I'm sure he was the most expensive one she could fine.

So, the kids kinda hate me for knowing every thing. I only answered questions when they didn't know. But since we learn new stuff every day it was pretty much just me. I'm good with the novels.

I got back to Stars Hollow at one (Weird school hours, but when I asked about it the answer was basically 'We're a private school. We do what we want.' I may have changed the text slightly.) I picked the kids up and took them to lunch at the Dragonfly.

They had snack at eleven, but they were still hungry. They always are. After lunch I dropped them off at the daycare at the Dragonfly. Sookie had started it when she came back to work with two kids and learned many of the maids and chefs had kids in need of watching, too. On weekends the kids will be there all day.

After they were set I washed up and got ready for work. Sookie had me doing repetitive tasks all day, but Lorelai said she never trusts anyone in her kitchen right away. I'm actually really glad. I like that she's picky. There's a reason she's great.

We got home at five thirty and I had dinner on the table by six fifteen. We ate, I gave the kids baths, they played downstairs while I did homework, and I tucked them in at eight. I finished my homework easily in the next hour and a half. So much for catch-up work.

It's a nice routine. I'm glad the kids are socializing and are able to play with other kids. Patty and Lulu said they were great. I've been with them everyday since they were born. Truthfully, I was a little nervous. I really hope this works out.

It's nice here.

Madison Lavelle

"So, what do you think of Madison?" Lorelai asked Sookie the next morning in the kitchen as she refilled her coffee mug for the fourth time.

"Quiet," was her distracted response.

"Yeah, but is she any good?"

"Lorelai, you know I don't test anyone's skills until I can trust them a little. But so far she can chop and slice really fast and accurate, which is a good skill to have in the kitchen."

"But she's nice."

"Yeah, she's always nice to everyone and she talks to Rosa."

"Rosa?"

"Yeah. I don't know why Rosa's so quiet, but Madison noticed it, too. She took her food and started chopping along side Rosa. By the time I realized she had moved I didn't want to disturb them."

"Wow, Rosa's been working here since we started and she's never warmed up to anyone."

"I know. It's a miracle."

"Okay, Sook. I'm gonna go to Luke's."

"Right, right. For coffee." Lorelai just gave Sookie a look that clearly said 'drop it.' "Okay, okay. Bye sweets."

Lorelai just gave Sookie a smile and walked over to Luke's.

"Luke!" Luke looked up at the familiar voice calling him.

"No coffee."

"That is the worst greeting that I have ever received. And once Bobby Filbert tapped me on the shoulder and said, 'I think my pinkie's stuck in this electric pencil sharpener.'"

"Uh-huh. And how old were you?"

"Believe it or not I think we were thirteen."

"Wow," Luke reached over and handed Lorelai her mug.

"What service!" Luke just gave her a look and started filling up her mug. "So … do you know Madison?"

"Yeah. She comes in here every morning with her kids for breakfast."

"Oh. So does she say anything to you?"

"No, actually. It's nice. She doesn't need to blabber on to make a point."

"Hey!"

"Well. What's with all the questions?"

"I don't know. She's young and has five kids. I was just hoping someone was looking out for her. I can't seem to get anywhere close to her, she's quiet like you. It just makes me feel better knowing if she had a problem she would have someone to go to."

"Well, I don't know if she'd come to me, but I'll make sure she knows I'm here."

"Thanks, Luke." Lorelai gave Luke a smile, finished her coffee, paid, and left.

A/N: Okay, new challenge (inspired by Marcel-Marceau-chicken). All of you with names that aren't obvious (Ex: ILuvLukeandLorelai. You just don't have to explain); Why did you chose that name? Story? Random? Etc? Etc?