HAPPY NEW YEARS!
My Phoey fic should be up tomorrow.
*There will be some definitions for some words... (just in case) They will be in bold.*
Enjoy chapter 12!
TOW the party
Joey, Andrea and Lea have officially moved in their new house, next to Monica and Chandler's. They decided to host a party that evening. Lea was helping Andrea hanging up some Christmas decoration and Joey was cooking. He was a wonderful cook. Not only he eats a lot but he was good taste. He decided to make a Spanish meal for the special occasion. Joey never knew he could cook so well until he had to leave New York and can't rely on Monica's food anymore. He looked down and found his daughter pulling on his apron.
"Daddy? Can you help me put the star on the Christmas tree?", she asked.
Joey looked at Andrea. She was smiling at him.
"Sure honey.", he said as he wiped off his hand on a cloth before picking her up and walked towards the tree. "There ya go!"
She kissed her dad and hugged him. "Thank you daddy!"
Joey put her down and shared a quick kiss with Andrea and went back to the kitchen.
"Come on princess. Let's go to your aunt Monica's so you can play with Erica.", she said, "Say bye to daddy."
They waved at the man and walked out of the house.
"So are you coming with me to my uncle Joey's?", he asked.
This were going great between the two teenagers. Ben asked Joey earlier if he could bring Lucy along. Of course, he accepted.
"Yeah. I just told my dad and he's okay with it.", she replied.
"Great! We'll pick you up around 6:30 alright?", Ben said.
"See you then!", she said before hanging up.
Ben walked out of his room and sat next to his dad on the couch. Ross was reading the journal and Emma was watching her TV show.
"Lucy's coming?", Ross asked without looking away from the journal.
"Yeah. Do you mind if we pick her up around 6:30?"
"Sure no problem. We just have to make sure that your mom and your sister don't take an eternity to get ready."
Emma snorted. Ben chuckled.
"I can take care of that.", he said.
"So Andrea...", she said as she pulled out her huge binder, "What kind of dress do you want?"
"Actually, I-", Andrea started.
"Do you want the big puffy ones or a mermaid one like the dress that I had? Oh! What kind of flowers do you want?"
Andrea looked over at Chandler who was sitting next to his wife. He gave her his "I know." face.
"I'm sorry. I'm talking too much am I? I'm just so excited!", Monica explained.
Andrea laughed. "I can see that."
"Honey. Why don't you let Andrea and Joey decide on what they want first and you can organize all that afterwards?", Chandler proposed.
"Of course. Of course.", she replied, "Well, I'm going to get ready."
"But the party starts in an hour.", Andrea said, but Monica was already upstairs.
"She's always like that.", Chandler laughed, "So how are you liking the new house?"
"It's beautiful. I love it so much."
"That's great.", he smiled.
"I still can't believe that you guys added a tiny apartment for Joey."
"Yeah well... We never thought that Joey would ever find the love of his life.", he paused, "He really loves you Andrea. I hope you know that."
"Yeah.", she smiled, "I love him too."
"Chandler! Go get ready!", Monica yelled from their bedroom.
"Will you excuse me for a minute?", he told Andrea who was already laughing at him before leaving the table.
"Hello?", he answered.
"Hey Mike! Do you mind bringing some alcohol later? I didn't have the time to fill my wine cooler yet.", Joey asked.
"Yeah sure no problem. Is there any special kind you want?"
"Nothing too expensive... Thee bottles of Finca Allende Allende Tempranillo 2005 would be enough."
"Nice. What are we having tonight?"
"We'll be eating Spanish tonight."
"Awesome! See you there."
Mike walked back to his son's room and leaned on the door frame. He silently watched his wife helping his son get dressed. Mike always thought that he was the happiest man alive for marrying a girl like Phoebe. He still does. Phoebe stole his heart from very first time they met. Mike has always been thankful that he was at Central Perk when Joey bursted in looking for someone named Mike. He smiled to himself. Phoebe turned to face her husband.
"What?", she said as if she noticed that he was standing there for a few minutes now.
"You look beautiful."
"You're not bad yourself.", she winked.
They balanced each other perfectly. Phoebe was more of a energetic person. Mike was, obviously, the calm one. Despite their difference, they managed to agree on pretty much everything. Mike crouched next to Phoebe and took a look at their son, Patrick.
"Well hello there handsome.", Mike said adjusting his son's blazer.
Rachel was almost done putting her make up on. She was wearing a short light blue dress that made the colour of her eyes stand out more. Her hair was tied into a bun.
"Mom! Are you ready yet?", Ben knocked on the door.
"Just a minute!", she said as she was putting her earrings on.
Ben walked over towards the next door in the hallway and knocked once again.
"Emma!"
"I'm ready! I'm ready! Calm down!", she yelled from her room.
Rachel's cellphone started to ring. She let out an annoyed sigh.
"What now?", she thought.
Rachel looked at the caller ID. It was Amy. She answered, wondering why her sister was calling her all of a sudden.
"Hey Amy. Is everything okay?", she said, assuming that someone was hurt or died.
Amy was crying. She mumbled a few incoherent words between each sniffles. The only words Rachel could understands were: Gunther and divorce.
"WHAT?! You're getting divorced?!"
After a few minutes of Rachel shouting trough the phone and Amy crying. She calmed down, waiting for her sister to stop sobbing.
"Gunther wants to divorce."
Rachel's mouth dropped.
"Oh my God. Amy. I'm so sorry."
"I just can't believe it. I thought he loved me.", she said with a shaky voice.
Rachel couldn't believe it either. Gunther was leaving her sister, because of her.
"I'm sure he did. Maybe he's not the one.", she tried to console her.
Amy started sobbing again. Rachel soughed.
"Look. Amy. I would love to help you, but I really have to go right now. I'll call you later okay?"
"O-okay."
"I'm really really sorry sis.", she apologized before hanging up.
Rachel dropped herself on the bed.
"Oh. My. God.", she thought.
A knock brought her back to reality. It was Ben again.
"Moooooom! We have to go pick up Lucy!"
The party started a few minutes ago, the Bings already arrived. The Hannigans were next. And finally the Gellers and Lucy made their entrance.
"Wow! This place looks great!", Ross commented.
"Oh boy! Italian couch. Awesome!" Phoebe added.
Rachel crossed her arms, recognizing her best friend's taste. She gave Monica a smirk.
"Okay okay! It was Monica who chose pretty much everything!", Joey admitted quickly.
"Yeah. We all knew that Joe.", Mike tapped his back, laughing at him.
Andrea walked in the living room where the gang was. "Dinner is served."
Everybody walked in the dinning room. They couldn't believe their eyes. Joey has prepared Gazpacho (a chilled soup made of fresh tomatoes, garlic, olive oil and soaked day old bread.), Paella (a rice dish made with an assortment of vegetables, meats, sausages and seafood.), Tapas (a small appetizer), some tortillas for the kids and Flan (vanilla egg custard, topped with caramel sauce.) for dessert. It was like a Spanish heaven.
"Oh. My. God.", they all said in unison which made Joey laugh.
"C'mon guys. Let's eat. I haven't eaten all day.", he invited.
"Andrea... Did you make all this?", Monica asked, impressed.
"Nope. Joey did."
They all had the same reaction again. No one knew Joey could cook.
"Since when do you cook, Joey?", Monica asked.
"Since I moved to LA. You know... I had to cook for myself.", he answered as he ate.
Chandler took a bite from his food.
"Wooooow.", he simply said.
"This is probably the most amazing food I've ever taste!", Rachel complimented.
"Seriously Joey. You could be a chef.", Ross comment.
"This is so delicious!", Phoebe added.
Even Monica complimented on Joey's cooking skills.
"You know... If you don't want to be an actor anymore, you can totally come work at my restaurant!", she offered.
"Yeah. Maybe.", he said before taking a sip from his wine.
"Could I BE any more full?", Chandler said, rubbing his belly.
"I don't think I can move.", Ross commented.
"Can someone help me get up?", Mike said.
The girls giggled. Joey laughed, proud of himself.
"Well I'm glad you all enjoyed the food."
Monica helped Joey with the dishes while the other were watching the game.
"So. Joey. How are you handling with the laundry and stuff?", she asked casually.
"Okay. I guess... Why?"
"I don't know.", she smiled, "I guess I've never seen you being all grown up."
"Well... You'll see a whole lot of that now."
End of chapter 12! :)
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