Author's note
This is probably going to be the last time I update before I go to Venice because I'll have to pack tomorrow and then we're going on Wednesday but I'll be back next Thursday (providing I don't fall in a canal) :)
Anyway, I still don't own Friends; if I did I would be chilling in a yellow submarine right now.
Chapter 4
The journey back to his house seemed shorter to Chandler, probably because he had Monica with him. They were both sitting in the back of the cab talking and occasionally laughing because their driver looked a lot like Hannibal lector. When they got there, Chandler paid the driver and then they walked down the drive to the rather grand front door which Chandler opened.
"That's your house?" Monica asked, rather bewildered.
"Yeah" Chandler agreed shyly
"It's so… big. Wow, are you rich?"
"Kind of" He said then quickly led her inside.
They went into the living room. "Right" Chandler said "You just stay in here and I'll make something to eat. I'm not a great chef so it won't be great I'm afraid" he wanted to stay and talk but he was rather hungry.
"It's alright," Mon said "It's the thought that counts"
Chandler turned the TV on and gave her the remote before going to the kitchen. After flicking through the channels Monica eventually settled on a film which she recognised. Meanwhile, Chandler was in the kitchen trying to decide what to make. He wanted to make an effort, he really liked this girl but as he had told Mon, he wasn't the best cook in the world so he decided to make pasta, it was easy to make and hard to screw up. He found the ingredients and began by boiling some dry pasta.
When it was ready, he took it into Mon who was sitting on the couch crying. Thankfully Chandler had enough experience with woman to know this wasn't real crying over something serious. He was right, she was crying over the film. She stopped to eat the pasta though,
"I can't believe you were crying over 'natural born killers'" Chandler mocked once she had calmed down.
"Well technically not over the film, over the song "You belong to me" it's quite sad" She looked embarrassed
"Ok, I'll let you have that" he said "So, what do you work as then?"
"I'm a chef" she replied
"Oh" Chandler looked down at his bowl of pasta
"No no" she said "this is good. Really"
"Thanks" he smiled. The TV was now showing another old film which had a rather drunk James Dean in the first scene.
"I really like your place" Monica told him
"Thanks" he replied "I decorated it myself, I get bored" he explained
"Oh well," she said looking around the spacious room. "It's cool"
The walls were simply painted cream but there were several pictures: an Andy Warhol print of Bob Dylan, an old Jefferson airplane poster which could have been an original, a Dizzy Gillespie concert poster and several other pictures by various artists. In one corner hung five model planes although the string seemed invisible.
"You make those?" Monica asked him
"Yeah, one of my hobbies when I was younger"
The 42 inch television had been placed on the wall above the modern looking fireplace and the couch was leather. There were also two barcaloungers which was strange because Chandler lived alone.
When they had finished their meals, Chandler took both of their bowls back into the kitchen and then once again joined Monica in the living room.
"Wow, I didn't notice the time" he said, it had just gone eleven.
"Do you want to spend the night?" he asked "save you going back at this time"
"Yeah sure, that would be nice" she said
With that, he carried her upstairs…
Footnote
Before I forget, thank you all for your reviews :) Anyway, the James Dean film mentioned was 'Rebel without a cause' (ten points if you got it haha) as for the model plane thing, I remember Chandler saying in an episode (TOW where Heckles dies) that he thought scale models were cool (and he also played clarinet, like me! Yay!). Thanks for reading xx