A/N: Hi, I'm back! I took a break for a few months because school got busy (and so did life lmao) but I've decided to give fanfiction writing another go! This story will be based on season 8 of Friends with my own twist of course ;). The main pairings will be Joey/Phoebe and Ross/Rachel, but don't worry, there will be some Monica/Chandler too I'm sure! I'd like to thank my mom for giving me this idea since I never have any good ideas myself haha. I won't say much more because I don't want to spoil anything, enjoy my little lobsters!

Quick disclaimer: I do not own Friends or the characters.

Joey's POV

Any decent guy would do the same thing if they had a friend who was in the same position as her, so just do it already. Stop overthinking this Joey Tribbiani, it's not that big of a deal. Well, it sorta is a big deal, but still, just ask her already! Do as you always do, never think about what you're doing and just go for it. Ok, I'm gonna do it... Maybe… Ok deep breath, Joey, It's now or never.

Third Person POV

"Phoebe Buffay, will you marry me?" Joey asked as he got down on one knee and pulled out the ring he bought at a thrift store. He didn't have time to buy a fancy expensive ring, all he wanted to do was make sure Phoebe had someone to raise her baby with. If that low-life-piece-of-scum had enough nerve to walk out on her, Joey knew he should be the one to step up. Monica and Chandler had just gotten married, so that eliminates Chandler, and everybody knows that Ross is bound to end up with Rachel, so he was out of the picture as well. That just left Joey, and he had no problem with that. Phoebe was an absolutely divine woman, and he thought very highly of her. Even though he hadn't admitted it, he knew he had feelings for her. If he told the group, it wouldn't be as personal to him, and things could get a little messy, so he kept it to himself for all this time. Now was his chance, all she had to say was yes.

Phoebe's POV

Alright, now this has gone a little too far. Rachel better start telling people that SHE'S the one who's pregnant and not me, I don't think I can cover for her for much longer. The only reason Joey wants to marry me is because he doesn't want me to be a single mom, and he wants to give me a helping hand. Actually, now that I think about it, that's pretty sweet of him. He's always been a really nice guy, and he loves his friends more than air. I could use someone like that in my life. I've only ever gone out with losers like Carl who ate chalk. Well, I did go out with David, and he wasn't a loser. David was great, I really did like him… But to hell with that, he's living it up in Minsk and he probably won't be coming back any time soon. He left me to go to Russia, but I know Joey will always be by my side, we've always had a special bond…

Third Person POV

"Oh my God," Monica said from the living room, rolling her eyes. This was going to far, somebody had to tell him, and it was gonna be her. "Joey-"

"Hell yeah, I'll marry you!" Phoebe said gleefully after taking a moment to make her decision. Joey watched with a grin on his face as Phoebe slipped the ring on her finger.

"You can't marry him!" Monica broke in, trying to keep both Joey and Phoebe from making a big mistake.

"Hey lady your day is over, it's MY turn!" Phoebe told Monica before planting a kiss on Joey's lips. Monica watched as the pair wrapped their arms around each other and sank into the kiss lovingly. Although it was sweet, Monica knew she couldn't stand there and let this happen.

"Phoebe!" She said loudly, glaring at her friend.

"What, why can't she marry me? I'll treat her very well and make sure she gets all the support she needs." Joey told Monica while he held Phoebe's hand.

Before Monica had a chance to say anything, Phoebe spoke up. "I can and I will marry you Joey Tribbiani!" She stated firmly, then she kissed Joey again.

Monica had enough, she couldn't keep Rachel's secret anymore. "Joey, Phoebe is not-"

"Monica! Can I speak to you in the hall for a second? PLEASE?" Phoebe said frantically as she jumped up from her seat.

"No Pheebs, Joey has to know th-"

"Ok, come with me!" Phoebe cut Monica off then dragged her by her arm into the hall.

"Phoebe what the hell are you doing?!" Monica questioned her friend while shutting the door behind them. "The only reason he wants to marry you is because he thinks you are pregnant, which you aren't. This is a BIG mistake, so just call this whole thing off before it gets any wor-"

"But I think I love him Monica." Phoebe said, cutting off Monica for the fourth time in the last five minutes.

Monica looked into Phoebe's green eyes, trying to study her emotions. Was she being genuine, or was this just Phoebe being Phoebe? After taking a pause, Monica found her voice. "What do you mean?"

"I love him Mon. We've been friends for more than eight years now, and we've always had a special bond that I just can't explain. If I picture myself ending up with someone, it's not Carl the chalk eater, or David who left me for Minsk, I picture myself with Joey. He's caring, he's funny, he's loveable, and you know this as well as I do, he's a total babe. What more could a woman want? He is perfect, and I'd be willing to spend my life with him."

Monica took in and processed every word of Phoebe's speech. Maybe Joey and Phoebe were meant to be, they do care about each other a whole lot, they're like two peas in a pod. But there were still problems with this spontaneous marriage proposal.

"Pheebs, Joey is gonna notice when you don't have a baby in nine months." Monica reminded her.

"It's Joey we're talking about Mon, he won't suspect a thing. Even if he did, he'll learn the truth eventually, Rachel won't be able to keep this a secret much longer. I'm hoping she'll tell everyone soon, I feel bad lying to Joey like this." Phoebe said.

"I don't feel great about lying to him and the others either. Just like Joey, Chandler and Ross have no idea about what's going on. It's really hard being the only ones who know, but I guess you're right. They'll find out soon enough, just not quite yet." Monica agreed.

Phoebe nodded her head. "Alright well this has been a fun talk, but I gotta go back in there so I can be with my new fiancé," Phoebe said, then paused. "Ooh, I like the sound of that. Fiancé. Fi-an-cé. Pheebs the fiancé!" She giggled joyfully at her new title, then headed back inside to meet up with Joey, Monica following close behind.