Title When Push Comes to Shove, You Go SPLAT

Beta Christine I love you hun…you're awesome

Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, even though it would be totally awesome if I did. I can imagine myself walking around the set, talking it up with Alexis and Matt. Wouldn't that be a dream. And Luke's diner would be a little different. Two words: Glitter Menus!

Summery: Post Not as cute as pushkin It all started with a simple marriage prank. But what was once a harmless prank turns competitive when neither Rory nor Logan are willing to let each other win. How far are they willing to go before the other one cracks? Well, as far as they need to.

A/N I'm so sorry that I haven't updated this story. It has really been a loooong time haha. But I have one now and will probably give another this same week so hopefully that will be good? Yeah probably not but im really sorry guys!

Thank You to everyone who still hasn't given up on my story and me. And thank you all who have reviewed. I will credit you better in my second installment.

"Leave me alone, Please!" Rory yelled for the fifteen billionth time that morning. She was at her usual coffee kiosk but instead of being alone, she was being followed by about twenty different reporters.

"But Miss Gilmore, what do you have to say about the sudden engagement? What are your future plans? Are you going to stay at Yale?" Three reporters yelled in unison.

Rory sighed and rubbed her temples out of frustration. This stupid game was really going too far. And it was all stupid Logan's fault for telling her grandparents and his parents in the first place. This mess all started about two days after Shira and Emily had called to have the sex talk. Rory had just returned from an early class and turned on the TV for a little relaxation. What she got instead was the shock of a lifetime. Her grandparents and Logan's parents were in front of a sea of reporters announcing her engagement to Logan.

"Where are the two love birds?" She remembered one of them asking.

"Oh they're at Yale; they take school very seriously. But I know they are sneaking some alone time as well." Her grandmother answered and then did this god-awful wink that made the young Gilmore feel sick to her stomach.

Why the hell did she have to wink? Rory thought as she tried to avoid the mass following her. She remembered the feeling of her stomach dropping to the floor after hearing Shira mention the word "union" and then Richard talk about the third of may as a prospective date for the "happy couple". But then Rory smiled. It wasn't much later; actually it must have been right on cue with Emily's words "undying love" that a much-panicked Logan burst through the door looking clearly distraught.

And that's when they came. Swarms and Swarms of reporters almost like him and she were Brad and Angelina. It was complete hell.

"How is Logan Huntzberger, Miss Gilmore?" One of the reporters called out.

"I don't know, why don't you ask him?" Rory said, maybe a little too sarcastically.

She picked up her coffee, paid the barista and walked in the direction of her next class, hoping that the professor had a "no flash photography" policy.

Similarly, Logan's day wasn't going any better. He decided to ditch his classes right after he saw what greeted him on the other side of his dorm door. He hadn't been as polite as Rory had, when he came face to face with the nosy bunch. He just slammed the door in their faces. But after a couple of hours, he grew almost weak from hunger and had to sneak out to get something. Stupid Finn had eaten the last of the cereal. Of all the days to eat like 3 bowls of honey nut cheerios. He would have to remember to make Finn pay later. Right now he had to find a way to ditch his oppressors aka the paparazzi.

He briskly walked over to the window in his room and opened it. Just his luck that he lived on the second floor. But there was big oak that, now that he thought about it, was not too far from his room. He climbed out the window to the ledge, took a big breath and jumped onto the tree, praying that he would make it. He did, thank god and held on to it for dear life as he formulated a plan to get down the thing safely. His chest did hurt a little from the jump, but his adrenaline was pumping and he didn't pay attention to that now. He made his way down the tree and after some minor scratching, he reached the pavement.

Then he took the back way to the pub, leaving the swarm still camped out at his front door.

On his way there, he bumped into Finn, who was hiding behind a trashcan.

"Bloody hell, mate! What are all these flipping reporters doing in front of our dorm. It's making it hard to bring girls home. A couple even followed me to ask what I know about your two "untold bliss" what ever the hell that means." Finn grumbled getting up from his bad choice of a hideout.

"I'm sorry. Next time I'll tell you before I invite fifteen million reporters over to ruin my god damn life!" Logan said sarcastically.

"They're really starting to piss me off." Colin said, walking up to the two.

"How do you think I feel?" Logan groaned. " I just had to shimmy, yes shimmy down a fucking tree just to go get something to eat. And by the way, thanks for eating all the cereal, Finn." Logan said, clearly irritated.

"Sorry mate. I'll buy another. Here, take my snickers. You know their really quite good. Like they say on the wrapper, it does satisfy your hunger" Finn said handing his candy bar to his best friend.

"Who cares about a stupid candy bar?" Colin rolled his eyes. "What are we going to do about all these god damn reporters?"

"I don't know, but we better think of something quick before I do something I might see in the tabloids later." Logan laughed, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

In the background, they heard a group of reporters growing near and a female voice yelling, "For the last time, leave me ahhhhhhhh!"

Logan, Finn and Colin turned just in time to see Rory fall and a group of reporters surround her, madly flashing pictures.

"What the…get away from her." Logan growled, sprinting up to Rory, pushing past the swarm.

He kneeled down and looked at his ace with what could only be described as worry and concern.

"Rory, are you ok?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, my side just hurts a little from the fall." She answered, holding it as she stood up.

"Seriously guys," Logan called out to the paparazzi. "Back off."

"Its alright Logan, I'm fine."

"No it's not alright." Logan said irritated and then got a little glimmer in his eye.

"Logan." Rory said in warning tone.

"God damn it, leave her alone. She's pregnant!" Logan yelled trying to hold back a grin. He might as well have fun with these reporters.

They all gasped, and then only got worse. They took more pictures and starting spewing out questions as if they were about to explode. Finn and Colin grabbed the too and pushed them out of the crowd into a near by dorm and then locked the door. Outside you could hear the faint roar of the reporters talking about their new headliner, "Huntzberger gets Gilmore pregnant."

A/N I know that this chapter was a little short but like I said I will give you guys another hopefully this week Review!