Okay so I suck at life, but I guess I will somehow get over that and you guys will just have to deal with the fact that I am a horrendously slow updater. I'm not really sorry, it's just how I am, but I really hope that I don't loose any readers in the waiting periods of this story. Since the forever ago that I posted my last chapter I came up with a realization and an idea. The realization is that I should really stick to one shots because I am bad at updating and the first chapter always seems to be better then the rest of the story. The idea is that I will use a whole bunch of icon quotes in the next few chapters, just to romantic it up and make it seem so much cuter. So without a further delay (you all know there's been enough of those already.) the next chapter!

The pact of friendship (or something like it.) made between Rory and Logan after their not so brilliant meeting mentally lasted about seven seconds. On the outside the two seemed to uphold their agreement to be friends who just enjoyed each others company. And their insides met their outsides until about ten minutes into History with Mr.

Duvall, then the attraction started to pick up after its premature death thanks to Logan's overwhelming sexual appetite.

The three boys and their- for lack of a better word- dictator walked into the classroom taking great length to ensure seats as far from Tristan as humanly possible. They settled into their seats, small talk thrown about here and there until Rory noticed the fact that Finn's backpack remained unzipped. Looking to her left where Finn had slammed down his books only a few moments earlier with a, "Bloody Hell! I hate books.", and was only greeted with his back while he smoozed up the redhead to the left of him. She grabbed the Back of Finn's uniform and pulled until his torso flew backward violently.

"Ugh love. I know you can't keep your hands off of me, but please less violence. Lets not hurt poor Finny, a 'Finn come to the bathroom and make sweet love to me' would suffice."

"So Sorry" Rory replied directing her comment to both Finn and the redhead staring at her is disgust, "but 'Finny' over here needs to stay on track and he can't do that if he's staring up your legs. Thanks." And with that she pulled him around and shoved his backpack at him. To which Finn just responded with,

"Fierce. I like it." Then pulled out his books like the rest of the group before turning to Rory again.

"So Daddy Warbucks what's the plan for after this educational chunk of the day?"

"Uh." Said Rory rather distractedly as she set up her page for notes, "My house for studying, Luke's for dinner, then rounding it up with a miniature movie night."

"I have no clue what any of that means." Responded Colin looking slightly horrified. Logan cut in,

"Does it really matter Col? It's not like we have a choice in the matter." He hadn't meant to sound bitter, but his words dripped bitter feelings.

"Listen guys" Rory directed to the boys in general, but spoke facing Logan, "I didn't volunteer for this, but I was willing to do it because I knew how much worse it could've gotten, trust me you could've gotten Paris."

"Paris?" Logan asked

"You'll get to meet her soon enough." Rory responded with an evil laugh.

The boys gave each other and worried glance, before turning back to Rory.

"It's okay Ror." Said Logan with all sincerity, draping his arm around her chair as if to put his sincerity into a gesture. "We don't blame you. In fact we want to thank you, you're amazing and to think we could've gotten stuck with London." He smiled.

"Paris."

"Hartford, Mulan, Paris, same thing."

"Oh no, you'll find that she is very unique."

"Should I be scared?"

"Everyday for the rest of your life."

Sensing her conversation with Logan had come to its close, she tapped Finn on the shoulder. He seemed to have zoned out again. He turned to face her.

"Question."

"Yes Love" Finn asked raising one eyebrow.

"Daddy Warbucks?"

"There was always something slightly forced and creepy to me about the dance steps those employees had to do for Annie's entertainment."

Rory, Logan and Colin just looked at each other not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"All that with a straight face" said Colin break the silence.

Rory still look horrified she turned her attention back to her work, but only before saying, "He was your friend first" shaking her head.

Finn just looked proud.

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"Welcome to the little shop of horrors!" Rory announced as she flung open the door to her house and beckoned the boys in.

"How…quant" said Colin stiffly.

"Rory love, what a charming house! Would you happen to have a trash can near by?" asked Finn with a smile and a swagger. Rory suspected he had a drink or two when he dismissed his self to go to the bathroom earlier that day.

"Yes, it's in the kitchen. Why?"

"Colin needs somewhere to put the stick after Logan and I yank it out of his ass"

Rory just laughed, thinking about the friendship she had stricken up with the three boys. She got along with Colin despite his stiffness, Logan despite his playboy ways and Finn despite his drunkenness. She glanced over at Logan and wondered if he remembered the way his arm had never left her back of her chair the entire day. She wondered this exact thing when Logan whipped his hand back and smacked Colin in the back of the head for being such a snob. Rory laughed again as she slipped out of her regulation Chilton shoes and left them on the rug by the door. Colin followed suit clumsily stepping out of his and nearly falling over when he had to jump back to avoid being hit in the face by Finn's left shoe that seemed to magically fly through the air. Logan was last as he slipped out of his shoes much more sophisticated then the rest.

"Although you may not have Colin's approval, you defiantly have mine. I like it here." Logan said walking into the living room the rest trailing behind him.

"Thanks, we like it."

"We!" jumped in Finn hopefully. "Please say you have a twin!"

"Sort of." Rory laughed teasingly.

"Sort of how?" Asked Logan curiously.

"We share a brain." She said simply as if everybody in the world had someone to share a brain with.

"And a body?" Asked Finn who appeared to be bouncing with eagerness.

"No, but we do share a metabolism, eyes, humor, spunk and most importantly coffee addiction."

"Okay, so she's your…" questioned Logan.

"My mother."

Finn groaned, "Mother. God how I wished you were an orphan love."

"Why?"

"Mothers are never good things." Interjected Colin as he shuddered. "They're meddlesome, annoying, bossy, cold…I could go on forever, but I'm sure you know the rest."

"I'm not sure that I do Colin. My mom's not like that. I seriously think she still thinks that she's sixteen."

"What are you talking about Mini-me?" called a voice from out in the hallway, "I am sixteen!"

"Mini-me? We're the same size!"

"What are you talking about? You're Intzey!"

"If you're so much bigger then me, where's my blue skirt?"

"You must have misplace it," the voice retorted entering the room dressed in a white shirt and a blue skirt, looking creepily like an older version of Rory. She let out a huge fake gasp as if she was sobbing. "And I for one am appalled that you would insinuate that I might have something to do with it!"

"Misplaced it? Your thighs aren't that small."

"Hey!" They lady exclaimed then looked over at the three boys and their horrified faces an open mouths and let out another "Hey!" she grinned at Rory mimicking an English accent, "Are these the naughty boys?"

Rory matched the accent, "I do believe they are."

"Disgraces! All of your! You should count you blessing that I am even let you inside my house, filth." She glared down at them. " So whose idea was it to get kicked out of school?"

"It was mine gorgeous. I was a naughty boy." Finn said stepping forward, not at all intimidated. "Spank me."

The women laughed, "A mastermind, sexual desire and an accent! " She counted his "good" qualities of on his fingers. She turned to Rory, "Rory marry him."

"I would, but I don't think I could handle the competition." Rory joked.

They smiled at each other falling into silence before the women hit her self in the head, "Whoops, I forgot. I'm Lorelai by the way."

Not missing a beat, Finn stuck out his hand and offered a "Finnegan. But you can call me love slave."

Colin grunted his name and Logan stretched out his hand and briefly shook her hand, offering his name and complementing her on her great kid.

"What can I say? I love her" said Lorelai as she patted her daughters back inwardly laughing at the pink that was filling her cheeks.

"I'm starting to see why." Answered Logan looking over at Rory who face was brick red.

"That's nice, but enough cuteness, aren't you guys supposed to having a party. I need! I need!"

The boys smiled, but first looked over at Rory for approval.

"I suppose that's okay, but only if we take an hour long break in the middle for work."

"What kind of work? We weren't assigned any work." Asked Colin flipping through his agenda.

"Getting prepared for class tomorrow and those sorts of things."

"What kind of things?" asked Finn stupidly.

Before Rory could answer, her mother's voice cut through the air screaming "RUN!" The boys and Lorelai rushed into the foyer grabbing their coats with Rory at their heels screeching,

"Well there's the highlighting, re-reading, studying, discussing…."

Lorelai, Logan, Finn and Colin rushed out of the door and finally as the cold wind hit Rory she silenced.

"Oh my." Said Lorelai as her and the boys burst into laughing. Rory tried her hardness not to laugh, but ended up laughing her head off just like the rest.

In the ringing laughter of the unison voices and hidden feelings everybody had the knowledge that they all had way to much Gilmore in them.