AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a combined effort done by ASIG and Viper25. Although ASIG has posted this story, Viper25 was there to help with the writing. The sequel will be posted by Viper25 (and yes, there will be a sequel).
So, I was sitting in the coffeehouse with Monica, Phoebe, and Joey right, and all the sudden Rachel came running in.
"Oh my gosh, you'll never believe what just happened to me!"
I looked up from my magazine and said, "Well, what happened, did Joey's duck start screaming 'Aflac!' or something?"
"Hey," Joey said, with one of those disturbing looking smiles, "that'd be pretty cool!"
"Ooh, ooh, I had a hamster who talked once!" Phoebe added.
"Really?" asked Joey. He's what I like to call, well, let's not even go there.
"Yeah," she told us, with a little let down in her voice, "but it only worked when I wore him on my hand."
Now, to most people this comment right here might seem somewhat odd, but after knowing Phoebe for a while, you will discover that God made her a blonde, for a reason. "So, uh, Phoebe. Do ya think it just might have been possible that this 'hamster', was a puppet?"
Then she confidently stated, "oh no, he was alive."
Preventing me from further tormenting my latest victim, Rachel cut in, eager to get back to her gossip. "Can we stop with the talking animals?"
"Okay, so then what were you going to tell us, Rach?" Monica asked.
"Right," said Rachel, "so I was in our apartment, when I heard a knock at the door, and you'll never guess who it was."
Sensing that she was going to take a few hours to get to the point, I couldn't restrain myself from saying, "Was it Jennifer Aniston?"
"Who?" asked Rachel, and then she continued, "no, it was Eddie, you remember Eddie, don't you Chandler?"
"Eddie!" I said, jumping up from my seat and sat up straight, "that guy's like, the biggest freak ever!"
"All I have to say is I'm glad he's looking for you instead of me." Rachel said.
Now, this really got me worked up! This time I stood up, "Looking for me! So, what'd you tell him?"
"Well, he obviously still thought you lived in our place, and I didn't want him coming back, so I told him you lived across the hall."
"So he knows where I live!?" At this point I'd like to welcome you into my world, otherwise known as Freak Out 101. I could teach a class! "I gotta skip town!"
"Now Chandler," Monica told me, "he wasn't really that bad, was he?"
"Are you kidding?" I said, "Monica, the guy had a Pepperidge Farm goldfish for a pet! If they put in an insane asylum, he'd be like, oh I don't know, the mayor!"
"So," said Monica, getting all sentimental on me, "you're just going to take off, and leave?"
"Well honey," I told her, sitting down again and putting my hand on her thigh, "it's really a tough decision for me, but… yeah!"
So, I jumped up from the couch and ran toward the door. I have to admit that I probably looked like an idiot, but I figure, yeah what else is new? When I got to the door someone else was coming in. I ran into this guy and fell flat on the floor. I looked up at him and oh yes – it was Eddie!
"Hey roomy! Gee, what crawled up your pants?"