A/N: Yes, I know, I still have to update my other stories, but I just felt like writing this... We start with a little preview to keep the suspense. I will update after at least two people have reviewed. (I'm not asking for much)

"Girls! Breakfast is ready!" Jess yelled from the kitchen. He didn't get an answer. "I'm going to pour the coffee drown the drain!"

"You wouldn't dare." Rory's soft voice startled him. He turned around and saw her standing in the doorway. "Wanna bet?" She smiled. "Just give it to me!" He rolled his eyes and gave a mug to his wife.

"One day it's gonna kill you." "You sound like Luke." "He's a wise man." "I'm telling him you said that." "I'll tell Lorelai you drank decaf for a week." "That's not fair!"

Rory leaned on the counter. She liked the thing, it was a lot cosier than a table and for breakfast, it was perfect, perfect for three people.

"I still only see one Lorelai!" Jess yelled. "Come on Jess, give her a break, it's Saturday." Jess frowned. "It's eleven 'o clock, we never slept that late when we were her age." Rory snorted. "Come again?"

"You can't win dad." Jess sighed and grinned at his daughter. "I got your mom didn't I; I won a long time ago." He wrapped his arms around his wife and kissed her. "Iew! Kid in the room." The couple grinned.

"Yeah, she's definitely ours." Rory stated. "We did well." Jess answered. "Oh please, spare me the gory details." Lora helped herself to coffee.

"Maybe we should've practiced longer?" "Dad!" "I think we practiced enough." "Lalalalala! I can't hear you." Lora ran around the kitchen with her hands on her ears.

"You know, one day you're going to have sex as well, are you gonna find it gross then?" The twelve-year-old sighed. "That's different."

"Do you see how it's different?" Rory looked at Jess, who was frowning. "Nope." "See, you're dad agrees with me." "It just is." The girl objected. "We'll talk again in a few years." Her father told her and gave Lora her eggs.