Ok, so for a while I've been telling myself to write a Mondler fic, so here it is! It's set right at the beginning, the first episode. I thought, what the hell, I like a challenge. It's in Chandlers POV to start with, but it might change, I don't know yet. I didn't really know what to call it, so I just used the first thing that came to mind, so it will probably change later on. Please Review, I don't think I wrote it very well so feel free to criticize.
It doesn't stick to the script of the Pilot to begin with, but it's the only way I can make it work. Enjoy!
I was sitting in Central Perk- it was me and my friends' favourite coffee house, practically our second home- with my four friends: Joey, my roommate and best friend, Phoebe, who used to live opposite me and Joey with Monica until Mon drove her crazy, Ross, my roommate in college and my oldest friend, and Monica, Ross' brother. I was telling them about some crazy dream I had, as usual, when I caught Monica's eye. I smiled at her and she smiled back, her usual warm smile. I swear my heart skipped a beat, and I didn't blame myself- Monica's smiles were amazing, breathtaking even. She was so beautiful, and it wasn't just her looks, she's caring, passionate, generous, sweet and…NO I couldn't let my mind wander like that. Ross would kill me if he knew what I was thinking. But a part of me said Ross isn't a mind reader, you can think whatever you want.
I quickly realised, I was still talking…AND looking at Monica, Ross' sister; my oldest friend's sister. Suddenly she disappeared from my view, probably going to get more coffee.
"Rachel?" Her wonderful voice rang through the small coffee house. All 4 of us still in the sitting area turned around to see what was happening. There stood Monica, with a girl standing next to her is a soaked wedding dress. Monica led the girl around and introduced her as Rachel Green, her best friend from high school. I remembered her from thanksgiving like 6 years ago, when I called Monica fat, I was so stupid back then! "And this is Chandler, Joey, Phoebe and you remember my brother Ross?" Rachel went to shake Ross' hand but his umbrella popped open. I know Ross has bad luck but how the hell did that happen? Rachel sat down on the couch, between me and Monica and started to tell us something about Mr Potato Head. To be honest I wasn't really listening.
"Well, I should be off home…" I stood up to leave, walking round the back of the couch.
"Oh I might go with you…if that's ok?" Monica turned around to face me, giving me one of those breathtaking smiles again. I smiled back and my heart started pounding, even the thought of being alone with her was great. Monica was about to stand up and no one was protesting…until Ross spoke.
"But Mon, what about Rachel?"
Unless it was a trick of the light, Monica's face fell and she looked truly disappointed. And I swear I saw Pheebs and Joey exchange a glance with an annoyed look on their faces. What was I missing? Rachel leaned over to whisper something in Monica's ear as I walked out, alone. I heard Monica mumble a "No, no." back, and then her little chuckle that she does when she's either lying or nervous. I wondered if Rachel knew that.
Less than five minutes later I was back at my apartment. The light showing I had a message on my answering machine was blinking, so I pressed the button. The time was just after I had left for the coffee house, I recognized that voice anywhere, but why would she have to call me?
"Hi Chandler, um, it's me, Monica. I'm about to leave for the coffee house, and I don't know if you already left but… oh…there's something I need to…oh god. Um…you know what just forget I called. And if you can, never let Ross hear this… and just forget it ok? I'm being silly."
What was she gonna say? And why didn't she want Ross to find out? And most importantly why didn't she say what she was gonna say?
I pressed the button to listen to the message again, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs but that was nothing unusual. The message was about half way through when the footsteps stopped right outside the door, I assumed it was Joey coming home, but then my door flew open and Monica burst in, and ran to stand between me and the counter, knocking the answering machine onto the floor in the process, making the message stop and breaking my machine. She just stood there for a few seconds.
"You owe me a new answering machine." I joked, in whisper form. We just stood still for a few seconds. This was the most awkward thing to happen between us in well…ever. The closeness of our bodies made my heart thump frantically, and I was sure she would be able to hear it. I looked at her face, gorgeous as always, but she was looking anywhere but my face, with her cheeks flushed red. "Uh, never mind the machine, the thing was a pile of crap anyway." I said in my normal voice, walking away from Monica to pick the answering machine off the floor. I did this to break the tension, even though I was content to stay standing like that forever. Monica just stayed rooted to the spot.
"Hey Mon, shouldn't you be getting ready for your date?" Ross' voice came through my still open door, he Phoebe and Rachel were standing outside Monica's apartment. This made her snap out of it.
"That's right, I have a date tonight." She turned to look at me, but not in the eye, and repeated sternly "I have a date tonight."
Then she walked out, slamming my door shut behind her. At this rate she would owe me a new door too.
So many questions, all of them leading back to- What the hell am I missing here?