TOW Misunderstandings Suck - 3
Okay peeps, here's a little background for the story that I was going to give you before the first chapter but didn't because I didn't want to give anything away. All you need to know is that Monica and Chandler got married in 2001, just as they did on the actual show. Sometime after that happened Ross and Rachel got together (you can decide how for yourself), and I'm not really sure what Phoebe and Joey are up to yet. I'll let you know later.
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2011...
Back at his house, Chandler was hanging his coat in the closet when he realized that Rachel was still standing near the door, obviously uncomfortable and not knowing what to do. "The couch will be good enough for you to sleep on, I think," he said, turning towards her.
"Oh, of course. I wouldn't expect you to go to any more trouble than that. After all, it's just me," she said, sounding very angry.
At that moment, Monica walked through the door to see the two facing off in the hall. She stood there as four kids ran past her into the house, and slowly moved aside to reveal Alexis standing behind her. Monica seemed to think the situation was natural, but Alexis was stunned by the hostility that she could feel each person expressing.
Monica decided to break the silence. "Rachel, if you'd like, there's a phone in the den that you could use if you'd like privacy for a phone call. It's the room at the end of the hall, on the left."
"Great," Rachel replied, not sounding it, and turned on her heel and walked off.
"Geez!" Alexis said softly after the den door had closed. "You weren't kidding. It's like the Cold War in here. Look, if you want David and me to keep the kids at our place for the night..."
"Oh, no-no, no!" Monica smiled. "I think we'll need them here for distractions." She looked at Chandler as he started helping her take off her coat. "Thanks. Can you make the couch up for her please? I'm gonna go get the kids their dessert."
Chandler frowned. "You sure we can't just stick her in the garage for the night?"
Monica and Alexis laughed. "At least set some sheets out, she can do it herself," Monica said, and she reached out and squeezed his hand before she walked away.
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Monica and Alexis were in the kitchen eating ice cream with Monica's children; her 8-year old daughter Kiana, 6-year old daughter Ellie, and 3-year old fraternal twins James and Candice. The youngest two had ice cream all around their mouths and were making funny faces for everyone else, causing them to laugh, when suddenly Rachel entered the room. The kids all got quiet because she was still a stranger, and the adults because of the situation.
Rachel looked slightly embarrassed for entering. "I uh...water?" she asked, motioning towards the sink.
"Sure," Monica nodded. "Or coffee, if you feel like making it."
Rachel nodded back. "Okay." She paused for a moment in front of the cupboards trying to figure out where the coffee was kept. She found it in the first one she chose.
Chandler entered the room then and smiled at the sight of his two youngest with ice cream-covered faces. "Hey, let's go get ready for bed, okay?" he said to the kids. "Last one upstairs is a stinky chicken."
"Rotten egg, Daddy!" Ellie shouted, giggling loudly.
"That too. Now get going!" He made a face at his children and they all ran out of the room. He took a moment to wink and grin at Monica before he ran out after them.
Alexis turned to Monica and smiled. "Trade you David for Chandler. David's great in bed, you know."
"So's Chandler," Monica laughed. "And I think I'll keep him, but thanks for the offer. The next time he's acting like an idiot I'll know where to send him."
Alexis grinned at her, and then suddenly noticed that Rachel was still in the kitchen. She cleared her throat. "Mon, I'm gonna go." Monica started to protest. "No, I should. I'm gonna go help David get our own munchkins to bed now," she added as she stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow." She glanced at Rachel as she left the room, but said nothing else.
Monica felt uncomfortable being alone with Rachel. She pretended to be very interested in her ice cream, and didn't look up. "There's, ah, cream and sugar there for you."
"Yeah, I found it," Rachel replied, feeling just as uncomfortable. She noticed that the coffee was almost done. "You want a cup?"
Monica was surprised. "What was this, Rachel being nice to her? She decided to pretend too, and replied with a hesitant 'sure.'
"Look, I really appreciate what you guys are doing for me, but it's not going to change anything between us," Rachel said a few minutes later as she gave Monica her cup of coffee. "You've got some serious issues."
"Oh, I'm not the only one!" Monica countered, already getting fired up.
"Hey, relax, okay? I didn't come here to fight," Rachel said, retreating back into the kitchen.
Monica sighed. "I know. And don't worry, Chandler and I aren't about to pick up and move back to New York with you."
Rachel nodded as she took another sip of coffee. She too wished Alexis had stayed so that she and Monica would still be talking, instead of herself and Monica. "You know, I called Ross. He was surprised to hear about your kids."
"Well what did he think, that'd we'd simply chosen to wait all this time and not have any, and that's why he didn't hear about them?" Monica asked with a smirk. "He really doesn't know me."
"Well, I was surprised about that too. I always assumed he knew but just never told me about it because he didn't want me to get worked up," Rachel replied.
"How do you think he would've found out that I was pregnant?" asked Monica. "Is Phoebe still psychic?"
Rachel was very surprised. "You mean you don't talk to your parents anymore or what?"
"Nope." Her answer was curt. "See, Ross kinda told them some stories about me, so now we no longer talk."
Although she thought it was sad that Monica and her parents no longer had a relationship, Rachel was getting mad. "As I recall, you brought the whole incident upon yourself. I'm not the one who said..."
"What? We didn't do anything! You're the ones who just drove us out of your lives; turned everyone we loved against us, without even letting us explain! You didn't hear everything, you know!"
"Oh, really, there was more? Great! Let me hear it! What else did I do that you find so awful that you feel the need to ruin the best day of my life? Go ahead, right now! Oh, unless you'd rather wait until Chandler comes back downstairs so that it can be two against one!" Rachel yelled right back.
"Oh, all right...y'know what! You said you didn't come here to fight!" said Monica, standing up. "Well I didn't let you stay here to fight, and right now there is much more talking going on between us that I ever wanted to happen!" She made her way towards the door. "I don't care what you do. Leave; walk back to O'Hare. Stay; there's stuff for you in the living room, including pajamas and stuff. Either way, I hope not to see you much ever again!" she cried, suddenly overwhelmed with the whole situation, and she fled the room.
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End Part Three...
Well, how is it going? I personally think it's kinda dumb at the moment, and I'm trying to make this series a few more chapters long, so it's hard because I don't want to come right out and say what "The Incident" is just yet...but actually I think I'll get to that in the next fic. Actually I know I will. Anyway, please leave a review!
Okay peeps, here's a little background for the story that I was going to give you before the first chapter but didn't because I didn't want to give anything away. All you need to know is that Monica and Chandler got married in 2001, just as they did on the actual show. Sometime after that happened Ross and Rachel got together (you can decide how for yourself), and I'm not really sure what Phoebe and Joey are up to yet. I'll let you know later.
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2011...
Back at his house, Chandler was hanging his coat in the closet when he realized that Rachel was still standing near the door, obviously uncomfortable and not knowing what to do. "The couch will be good enough for you to sleep on, I think," he said, turning towards her.
"Oh, of course. I wouldn't expect you to go to any more trouble than that. After all, it's just me," she said, sounding very angry.
At that moment, Monica walked through the door to see the two facing off in the hall. She stood there as four kids ran past her into the house, and slowly moved aside to reveal Alexis standing behind her. Monica seemed to think the situation was natural, but Alexis was stunned by the hostility that she could feel each person expressing.
Monica decided to break the silence. "Rachel, if you'd like, there's a phone in the den that you could use if you'd like privacy for a phone call. It's the room at the end of the hall, on the left."
"Great," Rachel replied, not sounding it, and turned on her heel and walked off.
"Geez!" Alexis said softly after the den door had closed. "You weren't kidding. It's like the Cold War in here. Look, if you want David and me to keep the kids at our place for the night..."
"Oh, no-no, no!" Monica smiled. "I think we'll need them here for distractions." She looked at Chandler as he started helping her take off her coat. "Thanks. Can you make the couch up for her please? I'm gonna go get the kids their dessert."
Chandler frowned. "You sure we can't just stick her in the garage for the night?"
Monica and Alexis laughed. "At least set some sheets out, she can do it herself," Monica said, and she reached out and squeezed his hand before she walked away.
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Monica and Alexis were in the kitchen eating ice cream with Monica's children; her 8-year old daughter Kiana, 6-year old daughter Ellie, and 3-year old fraternal twins James and Candice. The youngest two had ice cream all around their mouths and were making funny faces for everyone else, causing them to laugh, when suddenly Rachel entered the room. The kids all got quiet because she was still a stranger, and the adults because of the situation.
Rachel looked slightly embarrassed for entering. "I uh...water?" she asked, motioning towards the sink.
"Sure," Monica nodded. "Or coffee, if you feel like making it."
Rachel nodded back. "Okay." She paused for a moment in front of the cupboards trying to figure out where the coffee was kept. She found it in the first one she chose.
Chandler entered the room then and smiled at the sight of his two youngest with ice cream-covered faces. "Hey, let's go get ready for bed, okay?" he said to the kids. "Last one upstairs is a stinky chicken."
"Rotten egg, Daddy!" Ellie shouted, giggling loudly.
"That too. Now get going!" He made a face at his children and they all ran out of the room. He took a moment to wink and grin at Monica before he ran out after them.
Alexis turned to Monica and smiled. "Trade you David for Chandler. David's great in bed, you know."
"So's Chandler," Monica laughed. "And I think I'll keep him, but thanks for the offer. The next time he's acting like an idiot I'll know where to send him."
Alexis grinned at her, and then suddenly noticed that Rachel was still in the kitchen. She cleared her throat. "Mon, I'm gonna go." Monica started to protest. "No, I should. I'm gonna go help David get our own munchkins to bed now," she added as she stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow." She glanced at Rachel as she left the room, but said nothing else.
Monica felt uncomfortable being alone with Rachel. She pretended to be very interested in her ice cream, and didn't look up. "There's, ah, cream and sugar there for you."
"Yeah, I found it," Rachel replied, feeling just as uncomfortable. She noticed that the coffee was almost done. "You want a cup?"
Monica was surprised. "What was this, Rachel being nice to her? She decided to pretend too, and replied with a hesitant 'sure.'
"Look, I really appreciate what you guys are doing for me, but it's not going to change anything between us," Rachel said a few minutes later as she gave Monica her cup of coffee. "You've got some serious issues."
"Oh, I'm not the only one!" Monica countered, already getting fired up.
"Hey, relax, okay? I didn't come here to fight," Rachel said, retreating back into the kitchen.
Monica sighed. "I know. And don't worry, Chandler and I aren't about to pick up and move back to New York with you."
Rachel nodded as she took another sip of coffee. She too wished Alexis had stayed so that she and Monica would still be talking, instead of herself and Monica. "You know, I called Ross. He was surprised to hear about your kids."
"Well what did he think, that'd we'd simply chosen to wait all this time and not have any, and that's why he didn't hear about them?" Monica asked with a smirk. "He really doesn't know me."
"Well, I was surprised about that too. I always assumed he knew but just never told me about it because he didn't want me to get worked up," Rachel replied.
"How do you think he would've found out that I was pregnant?" asked Monica. "Is Phoebe still psychic?"
Rachel was very surprised. "You mean you don't talk to your parents anymore or what?"
"Nope." Her answer was curt. "See, Ross kinda told them some stories about me, so now we no longer talk."
Although she thought it was sad that Monica and her parents no longer had a relationship, Rachel was getting mad. "As I recall, you brought the whole incident upon yourself. I'm not the one who said..."
"What? We didn't do anything! You're the ones who just drove us out of your lives; turned everyone we loved against us, without even letting us explain! You didn't hear everything, you know!"
"Oh, really, there was more? Great! Let me hear it! What else did I do that you find so awful that you feel the need to ruin the best day of my life? Go ahead, right now! Oh, unless you'd rather wait until Chandler comes back downstairs so that it can be two against one!" Rachel yelled right back.
"Oh, all right...y'know what! You said you didn't come here to fight!" said Monica, standing up. "Well I didn't let you stay here to fight, and right now there is much more talking going on between us that I ever wanted to happen!" She made her way towards the door. "I don't care what you do. Leave; walk back to O'Hare. Stay; there's stuff for you in the living room, including pajamas and stuff. Either way, I hope not to see you much ever again!" she cried, suddenly overwhelmed with the whole situation, and she fled the room.
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End Part Three...
Well, how is it going? I personally think it's kinda dumb at the moment, and I'm trying to make this series a few more chapters long, so it's hard because I don't want to come right out and say what "The Incident" is just yet...but actually I think I'll get to that in the next fic. Actually I know I will. Anyway, please leave a review!
