Rory had finally, finally, finally managed to wrangle all her various offspring into her room with Luke's help.

"NOT TIRED," all three of them yelled.

Rory just sighed and started pulling blankets out of the closet.

Rory had slept late, what with prom and all. So sometime around ten, she got up and headed down to town to get her breakfast from the Perk.

Until she heard a petulant little voice.

[locked to myself and YES IT IS STILL MORNING SOMEWHERE OKAY I FORGOT TO POST THIS EARLIER.]