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Chapter 3

"So…that is what a thousand dollars worth of cake looks like." Lorelai said giving her patented 'Lorelai's baffled' look. Fifty plus cake boxes lie before her. "How are we ever going to fit them in the Jeep? I am not doing two rounds, crazy daughter of mine! And even if we get them home, where are we going to put them? I know our fridge is empty but it's not that empty. If they don't fit they are going in your room, young lady. What were you thinking?"

"Who said anything about taking them home?" Rory grinned at her ramblings.

"Huh?"

"We are going to egg their cars with cakes." Rory said mischievously.

"Brilliant! It's the rich man's form of revenge. Wait…the last time I checked we did not have psychic powers to foresee the owners of the cars. Let me try to channel Aunt Totsy. She knows all." Lorelai turned her pupils back and shook her arms in front. "Calling Aunt Totsy. Calling Aunt Totsy…."

"She ain't dead, Mom." Rory deadpanned.

"Is that how it works? Killing Aunt Totsy for the prank is a little drastic!"

"Uh, you and your dramatics! You should consider joining―"

"The theatre? People always say I have talent. I'm a beautiful flower withering indoors behind the inn's service desk." Her hand went to her forehead like a maiden in distress.

"I was going to say freak show but whatever makes you sleep at night."

"Hey I resent that."

"Anyways, before you went on your crazy tangent, I was going to say just use deduction and brainpower."

"You are losing me. I'm totally like Kelly Rippa and you're Geraldo Rivera guest-hosting."

Rory rolled her eyes. "Just match the fancy-spancy cars and personalized license plate to the jerks in question."

"My baby is so smart. I can't believe I doubted you."

"You mean you doubted me?" Rory feigned hurt. "Have some faith in your Yale-bound offspring."

"Oh… I know a possible license plate for the accent-less brunette, stikUpButt." Lorelai chuckled at her own wittiness. "And how about NumNuts!" She continued excitedly basking in self-satisfaction.

"Mom, I think I found their cars." She pointed to a silver Porsche with 'Huntz' license plate and a black escalade sporting '2HOT4U'. "I heard them called the blonde Huntz."

"Revenge time, baby!"

They smooshed triple chocolate, carrot and cheese cakes onto every inch of the cars with glee. Though they found no delight in wasting such scrumptious cakes; the thought of the icing hardening in the sun, like on a day-old unwashed plate, they knew it was all worth it. They creamed the cars until all the boxes were empty.

Lorelai stood back completely satisfied with their work. "Let's make like a banana and split."

"Yes Thelma."

The girls giggled all the way to the car. Just as they drove to the front of the pub, the three stooges were on their way out. Lorelai honked and smirked at them while Rory stole a fleeting glance at Logan.

"Looks like we got ourselves some groupies." Finn said elbowing Logan.

They made their way to the parking lot and noticed their cake splattered cars. Mr. Happy face and Spongebob were tied to the side mirrors, fluttered in the wind, seemingly mocked them.

"Shit!"