Tragedy Leads To…
Alely7
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters and this is purely for enjoyment. No profits will be made.
Foreword: Sort of depressing, and I haven't really done one like this before, but oh well.
Chandler leaned back in his chair as he surveyed the house. Life was perfect. He had three great kids, although sometimes they were a little stressful. But all the same, he loved them more than he loved himself. He had a perfect wife, who was also his best friend and the love of his life. They had just bought their first house in Massapequa, and Chandler had been promoted. There was no way anything could go wrong. He checked his watch and realized that they needed to leave soon, and it was guaranteed that getting ready would take ages. He jumped up out of his chair and wandered into the hallway by the garage.
"Okay, guys, let's go. We don't want to be late!" Chandler's voice echoed through the house. He jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"You'd better be careful, you're starting to sound like me." Monica joked. She kissed his cheek and went to go find the kids while he got their coats ready. Chandler took the three jackets that were neatly hung up from smallest to largest. He grabbed the hats and gloves that were kept in a cubby below. It was all part of Monica's system. Every since she had first gotten pregnant with Riley, she had become even more obsessive with schedules and organization. First it was cycles for reading to the baby inside of her stomach, then feeding and changing charts, and now all of the children's clothes were organized into outfits that matched so that whenever Chandler dressed them, he would do it right. Even though he found it a bit much, it did keep him from messing things up.
With all of the things in his hands, he was still able to grab his own coat and his wife's, and he wandered off into the front hall so they could spend thirty minutes suiting everyone up. It was certainly a chore to dress three kids under the age of five, and it would be even more difficult to keep them settled at a movie theater, yet they insisted on seeing the latest Disney movie.
"Daddy, can we get candy?" Three-year-old Kaydance asked enthusiastically whiling trying to pull her coat down from her father's arms. She, like Monica, was freakishly strong and succeeded in pulling down all of the jackets and accessories from his arms so they fell into a heap on the floor.
"Sure, sweetie, but first we need you to get dressed, okay?" He half-stated, half-asked as he picked up her things from the floor and started with the layers. Monica came in just a few moments later with Hayden in one arm and Riley in the other. She put them down and tried to keep them settled so that Chandler could dress them when he was done with Kaydance. This was the first movie they had been to as an entire family and she knew that it would be a long afternoon, especially because Chandler had allowed them to have lollipops earlier; they were on a sugar high.
Chandler finished dressing them in under twenty minutes and then led them to the car. One by one, he placed them into their car seats while Monica buckled them in. Finally, Chandler and Monica hopped into the car and they were off. They were a perfect team, and not just at this. Ever since they had been married, fights were nearly non-existent. Even though they now had three kids, it was as though they were still in the newlywed stage, and they could hardly keep their hands off each other. They had absolutely no complaints.
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"Daddy, when are we gonna be there?" Riley impatiently asked for the millionth time.
"Soon pumpkin, but the more times you ask, the longer it will take." He replied trying to concentrate on the road, but he had a horrible headache. Hayden wouldn't stop crying and he had gotten Kaydance cranky too. The car was full of noise and the fact that Hayden kept throwing things didn't help. Monica was fed up too, and was wondering if this movie was such a good idea. She finally found the pacifier she had been looking for and handed it to Hayden. He immediately stopped crying, and Kaydance in turn, did too. Things were finally beginning to calm down. Monica looked at Chandler and noticed his pained expression. His eyes were squinted and he was frowning.
"You wanna pull over and switch?" She asked knowing he was exhausted and probably had one of his headaches again. He had had a long week at work, and lately he had been getting stress headaches that the doctor said should go away soon. But everything was a bit stressful in the Bing household, and often times he couldn't find relief.
"That's okay, babe. We're almost there." He tried to smile but any movement in his face caused the pounding in his head to speed up. He was just thankful for the temporary silence. From the corner of his eye, he saw a pacifier whiz by. As if on cue, the screaming began again.
"Sweetie, can you please get that. It's just right under your seat." Monica asked. She needed quiet, and she knew her husband did too, and that was the only pacifier she had with her. She made a mental note to go shopping tomorrow for some more.
Chandler sighed and reached down for it, temporarily taking his eyes off of the road. He felt his hand roam over it, but it slipped and was pushed further back. He glanced back at the road to ensure things were okay, and once again concentrated on finding the damn thing, but it kept on slipping away. His fingers finally succeeded in wrapping around it as he heard Monica shout.
"Chandler! Look out!"
He looked up, but not in time, and everything turned black.