Author's Note: Nothing like writing stories at 4 AM in the morning. Wonder if Monica and Chandler can figure it out before the 2 o'clock unveiling... Well, it will be fun either way. :P
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It's All a Masquerade – Chapter 3
"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" Monica frantically apologized.
Chandler looked awkwardly between the broken glass on the floor and the rather embarrassed Cat Woman dressed girl in front of him.
"Oh that's alright. I can get another drink."
Between the assurances that the Wolverine dressed man had given him as well as the two shots of alcohol that he had consumed at the table – Chandler was actually feeling unusually brave tonight. He had actually danced with several women (an unusual thing for him) and actually was enjoying how the night was going. And now he just bumped into what he thought was the sexiest woman in the room.
And to make it even more interesting – he was deliberately speaking in a lower tone of voice than usual. He figured that a ninja would speak with a slightly darker quality.
"Oh let me make it up to you!" Monica offered.
"Well, if you insist – you could keep me company for a bit." Chandler replied.
"Granted."
They walked towards the drinks table.
"That's a nice stick you've got there!" Monica pointed to Chandler's staff.
"Oh, yeah the ladies totally dig it. I use it to beat off the bad guys." Chandler replied humorously.
"I can imagine." Monica smiled.
"I even have these!" Chandler pulled out a bunch of ninja stars from his pocket and handed Monica one.
"Oh cool! They are actually made out of metal!" Monica examined the object in her hand.
"Yup, they are made out of steel."
Monica handed the star back and the two arrived at the drinks table and got their drinks.
"Scotch on the rocks with a twist?" Chandler looked at Monica's drink with interest.
"Yeah, always get that." Monica replied.
"Oh really? I have a really close friend who always orders that particular drink." Chandler remarked.
"Your friend must have really good taste in drinks."
"Yeah, she probably does. For me, beer is enough."
"For most guys, it probably is." Monica replied with amusement.
"Do you want to dance?" Chandler asked after they had both consumed their drinks.
"Sure!" Monica allowed Chandler to drag her off to the dance floor.
"Oh by the way, what should I call you?" Monica inquired.
"You can just call me Ninja – that's what everyone else had been calling me tonight. I know it's very creative." Chandler quipped.
"Well, mine appears to be just as creative as yours." Monica grinned.
"Let me guess – Cat Woman." Chandler replied drolly.
"How did you know?" Monica looked playfully at Chandler.
"Oh, because I am just that smart."
"Sure." Monica deadpanned.
Monica found herself quite enjoying the easy-going banter between her and the mysterious Ninja. Plus he seemed to be a good dancer as well. She hardly had to concentrate on the dancing and had more time to focus on the man in front of her – with the very blue eyes.
Something about those eyes seemed familiar to her – but she couldn't quite comprehend why.
"You are a good dancer." Monica complimented.
"Must be the alcohol – no one's ever given me a compliment on my dancing skills before!" Chandler mused.
"Well, my compliment is valid – considering I only had one shot!"
"If it's valid, I might as well accept it."
"Yeah, you better!" Monica looked at Chandler with amusement.
They fell into a silence as they danced song after song – Chandler enjoyed holding "Cat Woman" in his arms and Monica found herself resting her head on his shoulders after several songs.
She had never felt so comfortable with a guy before.
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Rachel found herself watching Monica dance with mysterious dark stranger even though she was sitting at one of the tables provided with a guy dressed as a bandit – having drinks. She hadn't found anyone that she felt particularly attracted to in the past two and a half hours despite being with a different guy every five minutes.
She sighed, Monica had been dancing with the Ninja-dressed man for the past hour – and from how closely Monica and the mysterious man was dancing together – Rachel judged that they won't be done anytime soon.
Princess Green still hadn't found her prince yet.
