Disclaimer: I do not own Friends. It belongs to NBC. I hope this is
better than the last.
Prologue: Ross and Rachel are together for good. Monica and Ross are in a fight and are not speaking. Joey has a crush on Phoebe.
Monica, Phoebe, and Rachel were sitting on the couch. Monica wanted to have a "girls night in" so she invited Phoebe and Rachel over for a movie.
"What do you guys want to watch?" asked Monica.
"What do you have?" asked Rachel.
"Do you guys want to watch an old movie or something recent?" asked Monica.
"Ooh," asked Phoebe. "You have Ms. Congeniality? Let's watch that. I've always wanted to see it, but never had the chance."
"No way," said Monica. "Chandler watches that so much I'm starting to memorize every line in the movie. What about kujo?"
"Hell no," said Rachel. "That's waaaaaaay too scary. What about the prom video?"
"Ross made me burn it," said Monica.
"No he didn't," said Phoebe. "You still have it there."
"Okay, I just don't want to watch it," said Monica. "Okay, Sweet Home Alabama is the only one I have left otherwise, we're going to have to go to Blockbuster."
"I'll watch anything Reese Witherspoon," said Rachel.
"Candice Bergen bugs me, but okay," said Phoebe. "I never saw it. It sounds romantic."
Monica popped in the video and the three friends stared mesmerized at the TV. Nothing could disturb them. Suddenly, two masculine figures, covered in black from head to toe, climb up over the terrace into Monica's apartment. The girls heard the noise, but didn't turn around. Monica thought it was Chandler.
"Chandler," said Monica, without turning around. "I love you, but you promised you would stay out for the night."
No response.
"Chandler, don't be a baby," said Monica.
At that point the figures loomed over the three girls on the couch.
"Chandler," said Monica, turning around. But, before she could finish, she was whacked in the head with her heaviest cookbook and fell to the floor unconscious.
"Oh, my god," said Rachel, rushing to Monica's side. "Phoebe call 911."
Phoebe rushed to the phone, but before she could dial, she was struck in the head with a lamp. Phoebe yelled in pain then fell to the floor.
"Phoebe, what's wrong?" said Rachel, standing up. Seeing the two black figures, she screamed and panicked. The three men in black walked slowly towards her. One was carrying Monica's cookbook. Another was carrying a lamp. The third was carrying a baseball back.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" yelled Rachel. "GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE!"
The figures came straight towards her. Rachel ran for her old bedroom and grabbed the portable phone, slammed the door, locked it and hid in the closet. She remembered Ross was at a benefit for the museum with Chandler and Joey and dialed his number. Ross answered immediately.
"Hey, Rachel," said Ross. "I was thinking about you."
"Ross, you have to come over to Monica's," said Rachel, breathing heavy.
"I'm not going over to that witch's house," said Ross.
"Ross, we were watching Sweet Home Alabama when three guys broke in and knocked the lights out of Phoebe and Monica," said Rachel, starting to cry. "Then they started coming at me they had Monica's lamp, her cookbook, and a baseball bat and I think they're trying to kill us."
Suddenly Rachel heard a crash. She heard a bunch of crashes.
"Honey, calm down," said Ross. "I will come over, bring Joey and Chandler over, and call the police."
"Hurry, Ross," said Rachel, panicking. "I think one of them just got in my old bedroom."
Suddenly the door opened and the figure with the baseball bat loomed over her.
"One of them just found me," screamed Rachel into the phone. "HELP ME, ROSS, PLEASE! HURRY UP AND-"
Before she could finish her sentence, the figure bashed her on the head with the baseball bat.
"Rach?" called Ross, starting to panic. "Rachel, are you there?"
The figure grabbed the phone out of the unconscious Rachel's hand.
"You want her?" said the man. "Come and get her and her friends along with her before it's too late." Then the man hung up the phone. The three men grabbed Phoebe, Rachel, and Monica and carried them outside. LATERAt 3:00 AM
Monica woke up inside of a dark room. She looked around. Her hands and feet were tied to a chair. Next to her, she found Phoebe and Rachel unconscious with their hands and feet tied to chairs. Phoebe and Rachel woke up. They all screamed.
"Where are we?" asked Rachel, panicked.
"I don't know," said Phoebe. "But I don't think we're ever going to get out."
"Oh, my god," said Monica. "Try to pull your hands out."
"I can't," said Rachel. "The rope's too tight."
Suddenly a light switched on. Monica recognized the place immediately. It was the Central Park boathouse. She went for a job interview there when she was unemployed. Suddenly, the three men came in.
"You ladies, better hope your boyfriends come soon," said the man in the middle. "You may not get to live that long."
The three men laughed evilly.
"Stop it," said Phoebe.
"Who are you?" asked Monica.
The three men took of their black ski masks. The three girls gasped when they saw the faces of their kidnappers.
A/N: Well, what did you think? Go easy on me. You can give me some ideas for the next one.
Prologue: Ross and Rachel are together for good. Monica and Ross are in a fight and are not speaking. Joey has a crush on Phoebe.
Monica, Phoebe, and Rachel were sitting on the couch. Monica wanted to have a "girls night in" so she invited Phoebe and Rachel over for a movie.
"What do you guys want to watch?" asked Monica.
"What do you have?" asked Rachel.
"Do you guys want to watch an old movie or something recent?" asked Monica.
"Ooh," asked Phoebe. "You have Ms. Congeniality? Let's watch that. I've always wanted to see it, but never had the chance."
"No way," said Monica. "Chandler watches that so much I'm starting to memorize every line in the movie. What about kujo?"
"Hell no," said Rachel. "That's waaaaaaay too scary. What about the prom video?"
"Ross made me burn it," said Monica.
"No he didn't," said Phoebe. "You still have it there."
"Okay, I just don't want to watch it," said Monica. "Okay, Sweet Home Alabama is the only one I have left otherwise, we're going to have to go to Blockbuster."
"I'll watch anything Reese Witherspoon," said Rachel.
"Candice Bergen bugs me, but okay," said Phoebe. "I never saw it. It sounds romantic."
Monica popped in the video and the three friends stared mesmerized at the TV. Nothing could disturb them. Suddenly, two masculine figures, covered in black from head to toe, climb up over the terrace into Monica's apartment. The girls heard the noise, but didn't turn around. Monica thought it was Chandler.
"Chandler," said Monica, without turning around. "I love you, but you promised you would stay out for the night."
No response.
"Chandler, don't be a baby," said Monica.
At that point the figures loomed over the three girls on the couch.
"Chandler," said Monica, turning around. But, before she could finish, she was whacked in the head with her heaviest cookbook and fell to the floor unconscious.
"Oh, my god," said Rachel, rushing to Monica's side. "Phoebe call 911."
Phoebe rushed to the phone, but before she could dial, she was struck in the head with a lamp. Phoebe yelled in pain then fell to the floor.
"Phoebe, what's wrong?" said Rachel, standing up. Seeing the two black figures, she screamed and panicked. The three men in black walked slowly towards her. One was carrying Monica's cookbook. Another was carrying a lamp. The third was carrying a baseball back.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" yelled Rachel. "GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE!"
The figures came straight towards her. Rachel ran for her old bedroom and grabbed the portable phone, slammed the door, locked it and hid in the closet. She remembered Ross was at a benefit for the museum with Chandler and Joey and dialed his number. Ross answered immediately.
"Hey, Rachel," said Ross. "I was thinking about you."
"Ross, you have to come over to Monica's," said Rachel, breathing heavy.
"I'm not going over to that witch's house," said Ross.
"Ross, we were watching Sweet Home Alabama when three guys broke in and knocked the lights out of Phoebe and Monica," said Rachel, starting to cry. "Then they started coming at me they had Monica's lamp, her cookbook, and a baseball bat and I think they're trying to kill us."
Suddenly Rachel heard a crash. She heard a bunch of crashes.
"Honey, calm down," said Ross. "I will come over, bring Joey and Chandler over, and call the police."
"Hurry, Ross," said Rachel, panicking. "I think one of them just got in my old bedroom."
Suddenly the door opened and the figure with the baseball bat loomed over her.
"One of them just found me," screamed Rachel into the phone. "HELP ME, ROSS, PLEASE! HURRY UP AND-"
Before she could finish her sentence, the figure bashed her on the head with the baseball bat.
"Rach?" called Ross, starting to panic. "Rachel, are you there?"
The figure grabbed the phone out of the unconscious Rachel's hand.
"You want her?" said the man. "Come and get her and her friends along with her before it's too late." Then the man hung up the phone. The three men grabbed Phoebe, Rachel, and Monica and carried them outside. LATERAt 3:00 AM
Monica woke up inside of a dark room. She looked around. Her hands and feet were tied to a chair. Next to her, she found Phoebe and Rachel unconscious with their hands and feet tied to chairs. Phoebe and Rachel woke up. They all screamed.
"Where are we?" asked Rachel, panicked.
"I don't know," said Phoebe. "But I don't think we're ever going to get out."
"Oh, my god," said Monica. "Try to pull your hands out."
"I can't," said Rachel. "The rope's too tight."
Suddenly a light switched on. Monica recognized the place immediately. It was the Central Park boathouse. She went for a job interview there when she was unemployed. Suddenly, the three men came in.
"You ladies, better hope your boyfriends come soon," said the man in the middle. "You may not get to live that long."
The three men laughed evilly.
"Stop it," said Phoebe.
"Who are you?" asked Monica.
The three men took of their black ski masks. The three girls gasped when they saw the faces of their kidnappers.
A/N: Well, what did you think? Go easy on me. You can give me some ideas for the next one.