Okeydokers, authors note time. God, I love this part.

I'm not sure about this concept, but hey, it's a finished chapter, might as well put it out into the world. Jeeeez, methinks I must learn to finish my old stories before posting up more multi-chaps. One of my many weaknesses.

Anyhooerrrs, I wrote this in the way I'd want the actors to act it out. So please, when you're reading, think about Jen and David (lovelovelove), and their Ross and Rachel mannerisms.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: If I owned this, FRIENDS would have been a movie by now. It's not, so you should take a hint.

Takes place: TOW the Blind Dates.

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"Do you know what's weird?" Rachel asked.

"What?" Ross asked, taking another bite out of his food.

Rachel smiled and thought for a moment, "That Phoebe set's me up on a horrible blind date, and Joey sets you up for a date that doesn't even show on the same night."

"…Yeah!"

Rachel paused, "You don't think they planned this, do you?"

"No…" Ross shrugged, "It's probably just a coincidence."

His eyes darted to the window at the front of the shop, and there, pressed up against the glass was Joey and Phoebe, smiling encouragingly.

Ross turned back to Rachel and took a sip of his coffee "Oh yeah, they planned it."

"Why, why would they do that?!" Rachel exclaimed, falling backwards onto the couch.

"You know…" Ross started, leaning closer to her, "If we run now, we could catch them off guard."

Joey shot them an obnoxious thumbs up.

"We could do that…" Rachel stretched out the word, "Or…"

"You have that look, Rachel Greene." Ross interrupted suspiciously, putting down his coffee cup. "You have a plan."

"We should get them back for tonight. What they did was mean." Rachel pouted, "I think they should understand the pain I went through, having dinner with that creep."

Ross shrugged, "at least I got free crab cakes out of it."

Rachel scrunched her nose, "Anyways, I think the point of that was to get us back together, right?"

"They're still on that?!" Ross exclaimed, turning back towards the window, where Joey and Phoebe had started pretending to be wrapped up in deep conversation. "Don't they know that our relationship is complicated, and that we don't-"

"Shut up and kiss me, Ross!" Rachel interrupted impatiently.

"Excuse me?" Ross blinked.

Rachel leaned in so their noses were an inch apart, "We could make them feel guilty about trying to mess with our already screwed up relationship!"

"How is kissing you going to make them feel guilty?" Ross asked slowly.

"Duh!" Rachel threw her hands up, "We'll make it seem like we fell back in love, then when we have a huge break up and mess up everyone else's lives again, they'll feel so bad for trying to fiddle with us. Also, it'll cause everyone to stop pestering us about our lives!"

Ross chuckled, "I guess… but even bigger than our first break up? Hey Rach, remember? 'we were on a break.'"

When Rachel silenced his laughs with a glare, Ross continued, "This isn't right, Rach. Faking a relationship? Doesn't that make everything more complicated?"

Rachel snorted, "More complicated then we already are?"

Ross shrugged, "True, but what about Emma?"

"What about Emma?"

"How's this going to affect her?" Ross clarified, "Her parents dating, but only to screw over their friends…"

"She's too small to realize anything! You don't have any memories until you're about two! We have a ways to go." Rachel waved her hand around mindlessly. Ross sent her a dumbfounded look, "I do read, okay?"

"You really think this is a good idea?" Ross asked, looking back at the window.

"C'mon, Ross! Let me have some fun… I just spent hours with a guy would wouldn't stop talking about his erectile malfunctions." Rachel shuddered.

"Ew, really?!"

"Yep, in detail." Rachel nodded.

Ross took a moment to shudder, when Rachel sighed loudly, "Do you want to do this or not?"

"Are we going to have to lie to everyone?" Ross asked once more.

"By everyone do you mean Mon and Chandler?"

"Yes… and anyone who inquires. Our parents?" Ross took a sip of coffee.

"Sure. Why not?" Rachel sat up straight and clapped her hands, "OOH! We could make a game out of this!"

"I love games!" Ross exclaimed enthusiastically.

"I bet 20 dollars that we can convince everyone that we're getting married in one week." Rachel grinned.

"Married?!"

"Why not?" Rachel asked. "You've done it with me before."

"Isn't that… too serious? Why don't we make it just a dating thing. We can convince them that we're dating and in love."

"Just that?" Rachel shook her head, "Listen, Ross. There's no challenge. I could win that bet in three seconds, all I'd have to do is kiss you and they'd believe we're happy and in love."

"That's true… but marriage?" Ross emphasized, "Don't you think I've done enough playing around with that concept?"

"C'mon, Ross!" Rachel whined, "Think of their reactions!"

"Oh yes, lying to my best friends to toy with their emotions, big fun." Ross exclaimed sarcastically.

"You must have some competitive gene, Monica couldn't have gotten all of it! Think about it, how are people gonna look when we tell them that we, crazy complicated Ross and Rachel settled down?" Rachel pressed.

Ross stared at her, "I've always wondered what that would look like…"

"Also, there's money at steak! You could finally go out and buy that fossil replication thingy you want." Rachel encouraged, "So what do you say? 20 says we can make it seem like we're engaged in one week."

"That's way too long." Ross waved his hand, suddenly exited "Fifty says we can do it in three days."

"In three days?!" Rachel exclaimed, "Are you crazy?"

Ross grinned and stuck his hand out, "Will you take the bet?"

Rachel smiled, "You're gonna be out a lotof money, mister." She placed her hand in his, "So, if we can convince everyone that we're in love in three days, fifty is yours. If it takes longer than that, fifty is mine."

"Deal." Ross started to shake their hands, but Rachel intertwined their fingers and dropped their locked hands onto her lap.

"Starting now?" She asked, with a mischievous grin.

Ross smiled and leaned in slowly. He pressed his lips onto hers for a brief moment, and pulled away with a smirk. Rachel giggled and squeezed his hand.

"I can't see them, cause the window's behind me. How do they look?" Rachel asked through her smile.

Ross simply smiled.

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