July 17, 2011
Author's Note: I know I have no excuse to start another story when I am supposed to be working on Trysts but I can't help it! I intend this one to be short and sweet (if I can). I don't know if this idea has been done before with Mondler but I don't care.
Pardon any past/present tense errors in this chapter - I originally wrote this chapter in present tense - but I realized past tense worked better while I was writing the second chapter - so I am fixing it as I write this.
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It's All a Masquerade – Chapter 1
"So, how do I look?"
Monica emerged out of her room in a complete Cat Woman costume – with a dark mask that concealed most of her face.
"Oh wow, Monica! You look fabulous!" Rachel gave her friend the thumbs up.
"You too, Rach – that princess outfit really suits you!" Monica gushed.
"Does the mask conceal my face enough?" Rachel inquired.
"Yeah! If I didn't know you were wearing the costume – I wouldn't have guessed it would be you!"
"I can't believe we got invited to go to a masquerade ball!" Rachel squealed and spun around – her full-length light blue dress swished in the air.
"I know!"
Monica joined in Rachel's little dance. They spun around a few times and stopped after Rachel's pointy princess hat fell off. Monica bent to pick it up.
"I think I am not bringing the hat – keeps falling off!" Rachel removed the hat from Monica's fingers and placed it on the table.
"Good idea!" Monica nodded her agreement.
"I wander if we would meet anyone special! Just like a fairytale!" Rachel looked wistful.
"Rach, there's a reason why those stories are called fairytales." Monica had a sceptical look on her face.
"I know... but it would be nice to meet my prince someday!" Rachel sighed.
"Yeah..." Monica also sighed and turned her face towards the apartment window.
Monica had dated many different kinds of men during the past years of her life – but she was nowhere close to finding the man of her dreams. There was the millionaire, the eye-doctor, the partier and all sorts of other guys – but no one had ever fit the bill.
In fact, she despaired of ever finding the one.
"So where's everyone else tonight?" Rachel asked after plopping down on the couch.
"Ross has a late-night meeting at the museum; Joey has a date, Phoebe's got a client – and Chandler – I don't even know where he is!" Monica replied.
"Probably still at work." Rachel flipped through a magazine casually.
"Yeah, probably." Monica joined Rachel on the couch.
"I wonder if we will meet anyone we know!" Rachel mused.
"Probably not, it's going to be a huge formal ball with all sorts of random people."
"Then that's all the better for us! More fish in the ocean to look at!"
"Hopefully. You know Rach, sometimes I think I will never find the one." Monica sighed dejectedly.
"Oh don't give up hope so fast Mon, give the night a chance – and maybe we can end up with our own fairytale." Rachel smiled encouragingly.
Rachel looked at her friend sadly – she knew that Monica was kind of depressed after a string of rather bad dates from the previous few months.
"Yeah, a prince in shining armour that would sweep you off your feet, tonight." Monica replied a tad sarcastically.
"Hey! Don't knock on it until you've tried it, Mon!" Rachel defended herself.
"Alright, I will give it a chance. What have I got to lose anyways?"
"And it's going to be fun – everyone has to de-mask themselves at two in the morning!"
"We probably should go then, the ball starts at seven!" Monica got up from the couch.
Rachel followed suit and they both placed on their shoes.
They both headed out the door.
Each wondered what the night will bring.