"Mon, Mon, Mon, Mon, Mon, Mon, Mon, Mon, MON!"
Rachel yelled as she banged on the front door to Monica and Chandler's house. It was nine o'clock in the morning and along with Ross she had only just returned from the beach. She had wanted to ring everyone she knew the moment Ross had proposed, but Ross convinced her to wait. After all, there were better things to do at the beach. After five minutes of continuous knocking on Rachel's part, Monica appeared at the door, looking as if she'd just woken up.
"Hi Ra…"
"GUESS WHAT!"
Monica didn't even get to finish her name before Rachel began to shriek at full volume.
"What? Another sale? New shoes? Emma has a new haircut?"
Monica said with a chuckle as she leaned against the doorframe. Normally when Rachel was smiling this much it meant one of these things. Although she knew that it wasn't, she didn't want Rachel to think that she had known about the proposal before her. Just at that moment Ross walked up the path leading to where the girls were standing, and stopped when he saw the look on Rachel's face.
"Have you told her?" he asked, really hoping that she hadn't yet.
"Nope, but I am now!" Rachel replied, jumping up and down on the spot.
Monica was getting impatient by now, although she knew what all the excitement was about, she just wanted to make sure.
"TELL ME WHAT!"
"Well… ROSS AND I ARE ENGAGED!" This was quite possibly the fastest Rachel had ever spoken, and it didn't stop.
"He took me to the beach last night instead of out for dinner and then we had a picnic and then he had this whole romantic speech prepared and then he proposed and then he gave me this ring! Isn't it great?"
"Oh my gosh! You two are FINALLY engaged? Chandler!"
Monica spun around and ran back into the house, Rachel and Ross followed with out hesitation. They ran with Monica into the bedroom which she shared with Chandler, the twins, and for the previous night Emma who they had willingly volunteered to baby-sit. Chandler was still asleep in bed, his head poking out the top of the duvet. When he heard Monica cry out, he sat up abruptly and shook his head.
"What? Mon is something wrong?"
He asked in a deep and cracked voice, rubbing his eyes. Monica began to laugh and sat next to him on the bed.
"No, everything's fantastic! Ross proposed to Rachel, and she said yes!"
"Oh, because I always thought she'd say no when he finally asked her." Chandler said with a smirk on his face.
"How funny, Chandler. But I'm serious, isn't it great?"
"Yes, yes it is!" Sang Rachel as she skipped into the room, hand in hand with Ross. Ross looked at Chandler and gave him a look that said, 'women really over react don't they?' but then turned to Rachel and grinned at her with the same amount of excitement that she showed. Seeing this, Monica turned to Chandler and rolled her eyes. Rachel walked over to the crib that Emma was now standing up in and lifted her out, sitting her on the bed.
"Emma sweetie, Mommy and Daddy are engaged! We're going to get married! Can you believe this!"
Emma, who of course didn't understand what 'getting married' was, simply sat there and let out a strange baby noise, before saying,
"Mama, hungy."
Completely ignoring her daughters baby talk, Rachel picked up Emma and swung her around.
"And Emma will be my little flower girl! Yes you will, yes you will!"
"So maybe we can get some sense out of you?" Asked Chandler as he turned to Ross.
"Well, what do you want to know? We went to the beach, and I asked her to marry me. Though I should probably let you know that she said yes." Ross replied with a high tone of voice nicely accompanied by sarcasm.
Later that evening, Ross and Rachel were sitting in bed back at their hotel room. Emma was asleep and they'd been talking about the wedding for the past 4 hours, already having established that Rachel NEEDED a very expensive wedding dress.
"And honey, I was wondering, maybe next week we could arrange a date? For the wedding?" Rachel asked with enthusiasm.
"'Cause you know, I'm going to need to start planning. If it's in the winter, I'll probably need a totally different flower arrangement to the one I'll have if it's in the summer."
Ross laughed at how pedantic Rachel was being.
"Rach, honey. We do have a really long time before the wedding, and a really long time to plan it."
"But, summer or winter? That is my question."
"Summer."
"Sure?"
"Yeah, summers better for me."
"Why?"
"It's sooner."
"Aww honey! You were thinking of having the wedding next year?"
"Nope."
"Oh, well then no later than the year after, because I don't know if I can wait that long."
"How does this year sound?"
Rachel paused and abruptly turned her body around to face Ross. A huge smile crept upon her face.
"Really this year? Are you serious?"
"Yup."
"As in summer this year? Like July, or August? It's January now Ross, that hardly any time! 7 or 8 months, and that's all!"
"Oh Rach sorry, did you want more time? You know, for all your planning and stuff?"
"Nope, to be honest it's not soon enough."
Ross smiled. Rachel smiled. This is where they had both wanted to be for years, more than they could count. They both knew that this wasn't going to be a 'Ross marriage' ending in divorce, but a proper marriage, the kind everyone wanted, the kind you read about in fairytales. The kind which involved two people who always had been, and always would be in love.
Sorry I didn't update for ages!Will try to update in a week or so (: