Hey all - this is my first ever attempt at a Friends fic, so please
tell me what you think by reviewing. Takes place in present time except c/m
could still have a baby. Chandler and Monica, Ross and Rachel are together.
Phoebe and Joey are still friends. Constructive criticism is welcome, but
don't be too mean. =D
Disclaimer: The characters of Chandler Bing, Monica Geller (did she ever change her name?), Rachel Green, Joey Tribbiani, Ross Geller, and Phoebe Buffay don't belong to me - they belong to the writers of "Friends". However, I do own Charles Shepard, so ha! ;)
Also, I have little knowledge of New Jersey, but I do know there are black bears there. So if I make any mistakes please forgive me. I made up the town's name: Braymen. So anyway, please r/r. =)
Bad Company Chapter 1: Camping, Baby!
"Chandler!"
Chandler Bing was forced to advert his eyes from the television screen to look at his wife, Monica, who was standing a few feet away from him. Her hands were on her hips, which were cocked to one side, and her face wore a stern expression.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to turn me on," he indicated at her pose.
While Joey, who was sitting on the couch next to Chandler cracked up, Monica smiled slightly and sighed. "Why aren't you packed?"
"Come on Mon, I'm trying to focus on the game."
Monica glanced sideways at the TV, "Curling?"
"Okay, so I have no clue what's going on, but it looks interesting enough."
"Alright, you are getting packed. Now. We have to leave in two hours - preferably one and a half."
"Fine, fine, I'm going," he stood and walked toward their bedroom, "but only because you're . . . you're being mean."
Monica shook her head, then looked at Joey.
"Are you ready?"
Joey nodded enthusiastically before saying, "Camping, baby!"
Ross entered the apartment and greeted his friends and his sister. "Where are Phoebe and Chandler?"
Monica walked into the kitchen to take care of the lunch dishes. "Phoebe's on her way over, and Chandler's finally packing."
Ross nodded his head then walked over to the living room area. "What are you watching, Joey?"
Joey shrugged, "Twirling?"
Monica turned from the sink, "Curling!"
Ross chuckled, then said to Monica, "Rach is still packing, I think she's bringing her whole wardrobe."
"That's Rachel," Monica smiled.
There was a quick knock on the door and Phoebe walked into the apartment.
"Hey guys!"
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Camping, baby!" Joey shouted from the living room.
Phoebe grinned, "I know! I'm so excited! It's like when you all went to London except that I'm with you this time!"
"And also except for the fact that we're going to New Jersey?" Ross asked.
"Well, yeah, I guess so . . . but it's still so exciting!" She jumped up and down a few times, causing the others to smile at her enthusiasm.
Three hours later, all six friends were packed into Phoebe's grandmother's old taxi cab. While Phoebe drove, Ross snoozed in the passenger seat. Monica, Rachel, Chandler, and Joey were cramped into the back seat.
They had been driving in silence for over a half hour. The five conscious ones staring out their windows at the scenery. The road that they were currently on was a long desolate stretch that Phoebe claimed would bring them to the highway they needed. Braymen, the town to which they were headed, was still quite a ways away.
Finally, Chandler, becoming uncomfortable with the lack of noise, broke the silence.
"So, uh, Pheebs . . . you've been to this campground before?"
Phoebe glanced at him in the mirror and nodded, "Yep, I went there I long time ago with my step mom. It's a nice change compared to the city; very isolated."
Everyone was silent for the next few minutes, then Rachel suddenly asked, "Is there wildlife?"
"Yeah, a little," Phoebe replied.
"Why, does that bother you?" Monica asked, smiling slightly.
"No . . . no. Why would it?" Rachel questioned nervously.
Chandler grinned, clearly enjoying this. "Yep, I even heard there were black bears."
Rachel shuddered and sat back against her seat. She knew that Chandler was only trying to scare her, but she also had heard that there were bears in New Jersey. That didn't bother her too much, but she had been having bad feelings about this trip, ones she couldn't explain. She shook her head, looking out of the window again, and tried to focus on how much fun they were going to have.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Charles Shepard rose from the wooden rocking chair and moved to the cabin's only window. He was bored. The place was eerie, and hardly any light ever seeped through the towering oak trees surrounding him; even in the brightest hours of the day. But now it was twilight, and he felt more alone than ever. This cabin had not been his first choice, of course, but it was affordable. Besides, he only had to reside here for a few more weeks.
His divorce had left him with little money, but a contact was able to find him nice little double-wide near his work place. However, the house was not going to be available for another three weeks. So, he had to settle for leasing this considerably small cabin in the middle of a New Jersey campground for now.
A loud thumping noise echoed from the back the cabin, interrupting his thoughts. When he turned around to investigate, he saw a tall shadowy figure bounding toward him. Before he was even able to register what was about to happen, he felt a sharp pain on the side of his head, and he saw no more.
To be continued . . . possibly.
There's the first chapter. I know it's confusing but hopefully it'll start making more sense later if you all want me to continue. Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: The characters of Chandler Bing, Monica Geller (did she ever change her name?), Rachel Green, Joey Tribbiani, Ross Geller, and Phoebe Buffay don't belong to me - they belong to the writers of "Friends". However, I do own Charles Shepard, so ha! ;)
Also, I have little knowledge of New Jersey, but I do know there are black bears there. So if I make any mistakes please forgive me. I made up the town's name: Braymen. So anyway, please r/r. =)
Bad Company Chapter 1: Camping, Baby!
"Chandler!"
Chandler Bing was forced to advert his eyes from the television screen to look at his wife, Monica, who was standing a few feet away from him. Her hands were on her hips, which were cocked to one side, and her face wore a stern expression.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to turn me on," he indicated at her pose.
While Joey, who was sitting on the couch next to Chandler cracked up, Monica smiled slightly and sighed. "Why aren't you packed?"
"Come on Mon, I'm trying to focus on the game."
Monica glanced sideways at the TV, "Curling?"
"Okay, so I have no clue what's going on, but it looks interesting enough."
"Alright, you are getting packed. Now. We have to leave in two hours - preferably one and a half."
"Fine, fine, I'm going," he stood and walked toward their bedroom, "but only because you're . . . you're being mean."
Monica shook her head, then looked at Joey.
"Are you ready?"
Joey nodded enthusiastically before saying, "Camping, baby!"
Ross entered the apartment and greeted his friends and his sister. "Where are Phoebe and Chandler?"
Monica walked into the kitchen to take care of the lunch dishes. "Phoebe's on her way over, and Chandler's finally packing."
Ross nodded his head then walked over to the living room area. "What are you watching, Joey?"
Joey shrugged, "Twirling?"
Monica turned from the sink, "Curling!"
Ross chuckled, then said to Monica, "Rach is still packing, I think she's bringing her whole wardrobe."
"That's Rachel," Monica smiled.
There was a quick knock on the door and Phoebe walked into the apartment.
"Hey guys!"
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Camping, baby!" Joey shouted from the living room.
Phoebe grinned, "I know! I'm so excited! It's like when you all went to London except that I'm with you this time!"
"And also except for the fact that we're going to New Jersey?" Ross asked.
"Well, yeah, I guess so . . . but it's still so exciting!" She jumped up and down a few times, causing the others to smile at her enthusiasm.
Three hours later, all six friends were packed into Phoebe's grandmother's old taxi cab. While Phoebe drove, Ross snoozed in the passenger seat. Monica, Rachel, Chandler, and Joey were cramped into the back seat.
They had been driving in silence for over a half hour. The five conscious ones staring out their windows at the scenery. The road that they were currently on was a long desolate stretch that Phoebe claimed would bring them to the highway they needed. Braymen, the town to which they were headed, was still quite a ways away.
Finally, Chandler, becoming uncomfortable with the lack of noise, broke the silence.
"So, uh, Pheebs . . . you've been to this campground before?"
Phoebe glanced at him in the mirror and nodded, "Yep, I went there I long time ago with my step mom. It's a nice change compared to the city; very isolated."
Everyone was silent for the next few minutes, then Rachel suddenly asked, "Is there wildlife?"
"Yeah, a little," Phoebe replied.
"Why, does that bother you?" Monica asked, smiling slightly.
"No . . . no. Why would it?" Rachel questioned nervously.
Chandler grinned, clearly enjoying this. "Yep, I even heard there were black bears."
Rachel shuddered and sat back against her seat. She knew that Chandler was only trying to scare her, but she also had heard that there were bears in New Jersey. That didn't bother her too much, but she had been having bad feelings about this trip, ones she couldn't explain. She shook her head, looking out of the window again, and tried to focus on how much fun they were going to have.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Charles Shepard rose from the wooden rocking chair and moved to the cabin's only window. He was bored. The place was eerie, and hardly any light ever seeped through the towering oak trees surrounding him; even in the brightest hours of the day. But now it was twilight, and he felt more alone than ever. This cabin had not been his first choice, of course, but it was affordable. Besides, he only had to reside here for a few more weeks.
His divorce had left him with little money, but a contact was able to find him nice little double-wide near his work place. However, the house was not going to be available for another three weeks. So, he had to settle for leasing this considerably small cabin in the middle of a New Jersey campground for now.
A loud thumping noise echoed from the back the cabin, interrupting his thoughts. When he turned around to investigate, he saw a tall shadowy figure bounding toward him. Before he was even able to register what was about to happen, he felt a sharp pain on the side of his head, and he saw no more.
To be continued . . . possibly.
There's the first chapter. I know it's confusing but hopefully it'll start making more sense later if you all want me to continue. Thanks for reading!