#okay but this is defo something dumb that rory and lorelai would talk and laugh about (tags via @love-hope-faith-feels-like-a-lie )
"I can't look away," Rory murmured absently. She bit off a corner of a Pop Tart.
"I know," Lorelai agreed. "How much can you personify an inanimate object before eating it feels like cannibalism?"
"I don't know, but I think we've crossed that line."
"Yeah." They watched in horrified fascination for a moment before Lorelai giggled. "Hey, do you know what this reminds me of?"
"You know in Young Sherlock Holmes, when Watson has that nightmarish hallucination in the cemetery where sentient cream puffs tie him down and stuff themselves into his mouth?"
Rory laughed. "Oh yeah! This is kinda like that. So was it worth it for this?"
"Ugh, I don't know. I mean, don't get me wrong, this is great- in a horrifying, dystopian kind of way- but is it worth sitting through FIVE HOURS of football to get here?! I just don't know..."
"The game was four hours, start-to-finish," Luke corrected gruffly from his corner of the couch.
"That cannot be true! It was way, WAY longer than that!" Lorelai gasped.
"I can't believe people complained about the Lord of the Rings movies when apparently it's completely acceptable to watch EIGHT HOURS of football!"
"You say that like four hours is a reasonable amount of time!"
"I told you not to watch it!"
"But it's the Pop Tart Bowl!" Lorelai wailed. "They had sprinkles decorating those white lines on the sides-"
"-and they had Pop Tart mascots!"
"The Edible Mascot," Rory reminded them.
"Yes! Competing for the chance to be the next human sacrifice to appease the football gods for the coming year! I couldn't miss that!"