New story! Hope you all like this as much as you liked TSOCBD!
Disclaimer: Yeah. Because I look like the person who came up with Friends? I think not.
"Chandler! Come down here quick!" Nora Bing shouted up the stairs.
"What is it?" He yelled back, annoyed at her for interrupting his playing video games.
"We're going grocery shopping!" That got him to stop. He had never been grocery shopping before.
"What? The maid always does that. What's different this time?" He wondered, taking the stairs two at a time to the first floor of their huge home.
"My boyfriend, Chip," she began, motioning to a handsome man standing next to her, "says that I should be giving you a more wholesome, normal environment. And he's great in bed!" She added that last part as a whisper.
"Great. I'll get in the car." He said with a fake smile, rolling his eyes as soon as he turned his back.
"Mom! Hurry up and get ready so we can go shopping!" 7 year old Monica tugged at her mother's long skirt and whined.
"Okay, dear, let me just fix my hair." Her exasperated mother replied.
"Ross!" Monica yelled, running toward her brother's room. "Hurry up! If you finish in the next five minutes we can stop by the comic book store!"
"Coming!" Ross struggled to pull up his pants and turn the doorknob at the same time.
"Happy birthday, Phoebe and Ursula, happy birthday to you." Phoebe's mother and stepfather sang simultaneously. The two girls blew out the candle on the cupcake together.
"And I have a surprise for you two!" Her stepfather held out a ten dollar bill.
"Whoa! You're rich! Where'd you get all that money?" Phoebe asked, amazed.
"It..doesn't matter right now. What does matter, is that we're going grocery shopping!"
"Yes! Can we get candy?" Ursula begged.
"And cereal? I like the one with the marshmallows." Phoebe added.
"We'll see how much all those things cost. I can promise that you will both get at least 2 things you want." He said, grinning.
"This is the best birthday ever!" Phoebe cheered.
"Okay, so as soon as you finish curling your hair, and Floofy's hair, we're going to the mall, and grocery shopping!" Rachel's mom promised to Rachel's reflection in the bathroom mirror. She was concentrating on curling just the pink highlights in her dog's hair.
"Okay, sounds good to me. Can I get a new necklace to go with that purple dress and shoes for your impromptu lunch on Sunday?"
"Of course, dear. Anything you want."
"Hey ma, aren't you going shopping today?" Young Joey Tribbiani asked his heavily made-up mother.
"Yeah, honey, why?" She replied, hand on her hip.
"I still need to get Mary Angela a gift for her birthday tomorrow. Can I come with you?"
"Of course. What do ya wanna get her?"
"I was thinking a necklace, maybe a ring. She loves jewelry. Something pink."
"Okay. Do ya have any money?" She was joking, but he held up a $20 bill.
"I mowed Mrs. Valencia's lawn one a week for the last two months. She paid me an hour ago for all the work I did."
"Oh, Joey, honey, that was so sweet. I'm sure she'll love whatever you give her.
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