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A/N: Loosing motivation… barely able to continue. Forcing this on myself 'cause I know my reviewers would appreciate. Short chapter! But hopefully sweet!

Unreachable

Breakfast Escape

You think we'll look like that one day?" Rory asked.

"Nah. Plastic surgery will prevent that." Logan answered, slipping on his button-up shirt. A morning bell had woken them, shattering their dreams.

Rory had been having a particularly memorable one involving her mom and Luke getting married and having their first dance together. In Rory's mind, she focused more on their relationship than she did her own.

Logan however, had been having nightmares about that wasted hotel manager and the three old women chasing him. He'd never get used to the low class side of things, coming from champagne and personal hygiene that's what he knew. But now that he was introduced to cheap beer and frail old woman he knew he wanted to be in the upper class.

A sudden loud banging sound erupted from outside their door, "Breakfast! Breakfast! Ding, ding, DING!" The banging was high pitched suggesting that maybe someone was banging on a pot.

"Coming." Rory called from her seat at the desk, but immediately after the words left her mouth she stood up and sprinted over to Logan, grabbing him and dragging him out.

They were all dressed in sweats. "We just got back from jogging, ah so exhilarating." GoGo said answering a question that hung thick in the air.

GoGo's sweats were a simple white, and she had that same pearl necklace on. Blondie's were hot pink and fitted, and Kiwi's were overly baggy and black, she also sported a pearl necklace.

"Breakfast is cow tongues for a special treat and surprise dish. You'll never find out what it is unless you recognize the taste! Fun game?" Gogo looked proud and ecstatic.

Logan looked revolted; he and Rory exchanged astonished glances. But the old ones didn't notice.

"Sit, eat." Ordered Kiwi pointing toward the chair then the food. Her tone didn't have a hint of happiness.

"Doing." Rory said following orders like Cinderella. She and Logan sat down at nearby chairs, and dug into their food.

"I'll eat anything." Rory stated between bites. The surprise dish had tasted suspiciously of the cow tongue drenched in a sauce she couldn't identify. "But I'm not really hungry." Rory finished swallowing the last of her cow tongue, not quite ready to be poisoned.

"Me neither." Logan said.

Blondie looked offended. GoGo still looked proud. Kiwi looked high. "It's alright dearies." GoGo said taking away the plates, "You best be on your way, wouldn't want to run behind schedule." She obviously thought they had somewhere to be.

How clueless.

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"That was fun," Rory said walking up the street.

"Fun if you like not knowing what you're eating and having a bunch of old woman chase you in your dreams."

"Didn't have a good time?" Rory pouted resting her head on his shoulder.

"Not nearly." He said stretching out the words. "Where to?"

"Let's go camping!" Rory exclaimed. "With the lions and the tigers and the bears and the rattlesnakes." Rory went on to list every other kind of dangerous animal in the forest counting them off on her fingers.

A/N: I know! SHORT! I'll still stick to what I said; I'll update three more times this month! In the next chapter or the one after I'll say what's going on with Lorelai…