(A/N): Just for time reference, the first part of the last chapter took place during Rachel and Chandler's lined up lunch hour at 12:00, they were hanging out for lunch till 1:00, and this is probably written proof I have no idea how jobs work. So do your best to ignore my logic.

"I can't tell Chandler I like him," Joey thought, "he'll freak."

And even four hours later, Joey is still having the same thought pattern, "oh my God. I actually like Chandler!"

"Hey man," Chandler said, walking through the door.

Joey was startled, "you're home early! You weren't supposed to be back till 6:00!"

"Yeah," Chandler smiled at his early arrival home, "but we completed our main objective early, so my boss congratulated everyone and told us to take the rest of the day off."

"Oh," Joey said, "cool."

The two sat in silence before Chandler broke it, "foosball?"

Joey smiled, "sure."

And so the two played foosball. It was good, it was comfortable. But was it what Joey really wanted? Not exactly.

The next day, everyone was at the coffeehouse as usual, Phoebe was telling everyone about the weirdest things she's found while dumpster diving.

"Pheebs, you did not find a dismembered hand in a dumpster," Rachel said disbelievingly.

But Joey wasn't really engrossed in the conversation, as hard to believe as it was.

Oh no, he had other things on his mind. Because instead of pining after Chandler, he'd decided to try and seduce him. He would have to make a plan, and Phoebe was the only one he could talk to about this.

This, Joey had decided, was going to be awesome.

And so Central Perk closed, everyone went back to their apartments, and Joey went to knock on Phoebe's door.

Joey held a fist over the door and considered briefly before…

Knock knock knock.

Phoebe opened the door, "hey Joey, what's up?"

"I think I know what I'm going to do about my feelings for Chandler," Joey said.

Phoebe sighed, "other then tell him how you feel?"

Joey shrugged, "well, sort of."

"Joey," Phoebe furrowed her brows, "what?"

"I'm going to seduce him," Joey said.

"You don't mean like, openly lighting candles and dressing provocatively, do you?" Phoebe's expression became concerned.

"No no no," Joey said, "just, y'know, flirt and stuff."

"Oh, good for you!" Phoebe brightened.

Joey smiled.

But then Phoebe raised an eyebrow, "but how do you plan to go about this?"

"That's, uh, kinda what I was hoping you would help me with," Joey gave her a lopsided smile.

Phoebe giggled, "well then you should come in, we have a lot to talk about."

Joey smiled and walked into his friend's apartment.

That very night, Joey tried to sneak back into their apartment, but Chandler was already there on his recliner.

"Hey Joe," Chandler said, swiveling around to face Joey, "where've you been?"

"Uh," Joey said, "Phoebe's."

"Um, cool," Chandler shrugged awkwardly, "how come?"

Joey panicked internally, "um, no reason, just hanging out."

Joey walked quickly into his room, "I'm kinda beat, man."

"Well," Chandler said, narrowing his eyes at Joey's room door, "that was weird."

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