Mar 05, 2009 14:38
Luke had been heading to yet another meeting (and he really had no idea why the other generals, most of whom had multiple decades on him, were paying any attention to what he had to say) when a portal he hadn't scheduled caught him in the middle of the hallway and dumped him into a snowdrift.
Luke brushed the icicles out of his hair and glanced around. "What am I doing in Stars Hollow?" he asked rhetorically.
"I have no idea," the stout man standing above him, arms crossed over his chest, replied, "but we have laws around here about people just sitting in snow for no reason."
Luke grinned. "Hi, Taylor."
"...am I supposed to know you?" Taylor replied. "And what is with young people and their hair, and their silly orange jumpsuits and their insistence on not dressing appropriately for the weather..."
Taylor continued talking as Luke looked around, slightly more concerned now. Why was he here? Had his father sent the portal for him without asking? Was the baby all right? "Is Rory here?" he asked, suddenly very worried. Taylor's memory issues could wait. "Did she have the baby really early?"
Taylor's mouth dropped open. "She's pregnant?" he gaped. "I knew that Logan boy was nothing but trouble!"
"Logan?" Luke repeated. "Who's Logan?"
He had a bad feeling about this.
stars hollow,
i'm so confused,
au weekend