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LAST TIME
"Okay well anyone else have more questions for me?"
"I wanna hear about London. Where was I?"
"Joey I'm not going to tell you about London."
"Come on at least tell us how you guys got together," pleaded Rachel.
Monica looked at Chandler. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Might as well, it has been 10 years."
"Okay well it started off at Ross and Emily's dinner rehearsal..."
"At my dinner rehearsal?"
"Yes Ross."
"Wait let me tell it," said Chandler.
LONDON ROSS'S WEDDING---Chandler's Version.
"The guy was hammered, okay? There's no way, you look like Ross's mother."
"Then why would he say it?"
"Because he's crazy. Okay? He came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in Titanic."
"Oh, my mother's right. I'm never going to get married."
"Ahh, you know what? That is...Who wouldn't want you?"
"Ohh, Please?! I'm a single mom, with a thirty-year-old son!!
Chandler watched Monica go sit at an empty table. 'Great,' he thought to himself, 'now I have to go fix this.'
"Monica, you are not going to end up alone. You'll find someone eventually. It just takes some time. Sure Ross has found two...I mean...Oh god...Um well...you see..."
"I get it Chandler. I'm just sick of waiting. I don't want to live across the hall from you my entire life."
"What?"
"Oh God. I'm sorry I didn't' mean it like that."
"What did you mean then?"
"Nothing Chandler, it's just..."
"Just what? You see me alone, for the rest of my life?"
"Well..."
"You know I came over here to make you feel better, and all you do is insult me. Thanks a lot."
Chandler stormed off.
He walked out of the restaurant and hopped into a cab. He rode to the hotel. Once he got to his room he ordered some room service. He figured he'd be alone tonight and he had no one he could talk to. Once his sandwich arrived he ordered liquor. He ended up drinking a bottle and a half of wine.
Two hours later. Chandler was bored. He wished he hadn't got into a fight with Monica. Ross was off with Emily and Joey with Felicity. The only one he could talk to was Monica, but she thought he was a loser.
Monica entered.
"Hello Chandler."
"Hey Monica. What? Came back to make fun of me some more? Wanna feel better about yourself?"
"Chandler! Stop it. I came here to apologize to you. I didn't mean it. You know that I think you are great. You really are wonderful. I mean any girl would be lucky to have you...I'd be lucky to have you," she muttered to herself.
"What did you say?"
"I said I'm sorry and I was wrong."
"So you think I will end up with someone."
"Of course I do honey. Come here," He came over to her and hugged her.
"Chandler you are my best friend. You are a great man and you are going to make a woman one day very happy."
"Thank you."
As they parted, Monica kissed his cheek, then the corner of his mouth and then finally on his lips.
After a few minutes Chandler broke the kiss.
"Monica, what are we doing?"
"What do you mean Chandler? I mean I'd think you'd know..."
"Monica I meant kissing. You kissed me."
"Chandler it's okay."
"Really?"
She kissed him and broke for a little bit to say, "really."
They continued to kiss and fell on the bed.
PRESENT DAY
"So that's it?" asked Rachel.
"You threw your self at Chandler, Monica?!" exclaimed Ross.
"No," she said looking at Ross, and then to Chandler, "That's not how it happened."
"How did it happen then?" asked Phoebe.
"I'll tell you," said Monica
LONDON ROSS'S WEDDING----Monica's Version.
"The guy was hammered, okay? There's no way, you look like Ross's mother."
"Then why would he say it?"
"Because he's crazy. Okay? He came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in Titanic.
"Oh, my mother's right. I'm never going to get married."
"Ahh, you know what? That is...Who wouldn't want you?"
"Ohh, Please?! I'm a single mom, with a thirty-year-old son!!
Monica walked to a near by vacant table. She sat down and then placed her head on the table. She then heard Chandler sit next to her.
Rubbing her neck he said, "it's going to be okay."
Sitting up, she replied, "but what if it isn't. What if I don't get married? (Suddenly realizing something) What if I live across the hall from you and Joey for the rest of my life!?"
"Well that wouldn't be that bad would it? (then realizing what she said) Wait a minute, you think I'm not going to get married...I mean I understand Joey. You think I'm a loser don't you Monica?"
"Chandler no that's not what I meant," she couldn't understand why he was taking this so badly.
"It is. This is how you my future. Me alone...still living in that apartment. You and the rest of them coming to see me once in a while because you feel guilty. I'll save you the trouble," he got up and stormed out.
Monica sighed to herself, now she had to go straighten things out with Chandler. She got up and passed her parents.
"Monica where are you going?" asked her mother.
"Oh...I got to go check on something."
"Well don't be long you don't want to miss your brother's party. Isn't it wonderful he's getting married? I mean twice he really has been lucky. It's too bad that you are no so fortunate"
"Mom I really have to go," Monica walked out and headed outside.
She didn't see Chandler in site. A figure that resembled him was walking on the other side of the street. She decided to head over.
"Chandler, Chandler wait up."
She grabbed his arm and spun him around.
"Lady I'm not Chandler."
'This is hopeless,' she thought to herself, 'I might as well head back into the party. I'll take care of Chandler later.'
AS she headed into the restaurant, she passed Joey who was leaving.
"Monica, I've been looking everywhere for you. Have you seen Chandler?"
"Ahh, no he already left."
"Damn it. (smiling at Monica) See here's the thing...you know that girl Felicity?"
"Yes, Joey."
"Umm do you think maybe...well that we could stay in your room tonight?"
"Joey! Where am I going to stay?"
"Well...you could stay in my bed?"
"Joey!"
"Pllllleeeeeaaaasssee. Come on Monica."
"Fine Joey. But you owe me. You owe me BIG."
"Thanks Monica. Here's my key."
Monica took Joey's key and headed back inside. After about an hour and a half and a few too many drinks she headed back to the hotel. She stumbled to Chandler and Joey's room.
"Joey I thought...oh...hey. Come here to insult me more?"
"Chandler. Chhhannddddler. (laughing) your name is funny."
"Great thanks Monica."
"No Chandler. Look I'm sorry I didn't mean what I said. Or what you thought I meant."
"Monica you did. You don't believe that I'm ever going to get married," He got up off the bed towards her.
She took his hands into hers; "Chandler there is no way that you could end up alone...besides that fear of commitment. But I mean you smart and funny and cute. Anybody would be lucky to have you."
"Do you mean that?"
"Yes, now come here."
Chandler hugged Monica. She whispered to him, "I only hope I find someone someday who's as nice as you."
"Monica. You will find someone someday. He is going to make you incredibly happy. Just because you haven't found him yet, don't let others get to you. I think you perfect the way you are."
They started to pull away from each other. Chandler leaned in and kissed her. After the kiss had grown quite passionate Chandler broke away.
"Oh god Monica," he said running his hand through his hair.
"Chand..."
"Monica I'm so sorry. I should not have done that. I hope...
Monica shut him up with by kissing him. She said, "it's okay."
"Oh good."
PRESENT DAY
"And then he kissed me and well..."
"Woah. Woah. you're my sister.
"So basically you got really drunk and just needed somewhere to sleep?" Chandler got up and hopped in to the kitchen. Monica followed him in
"Chandler that's not true. I was truly sorry for what I said."
"Oh really?" he asked sarcastically.
"Really. What happened between us... It was special, I'm glad it happened. The one time made it special whether I was drunk or not doesn't matter. It happened and I am glad. I would not trade it in for the world."
"Do you mean that?"
"Yes I do, it really meant something to me."
"Really? (he smiled at her) It meant something to me to."
Just like in London, Chandler hugged Monica and then they kissed.
To be continued depends on feedback.
LAST TIME
"Okay well anyone else have more questions for me?"
"I wanna hear about London. Where was I?"
"Joey I'm not going to tell you about London."
"Come on at least tell us how you guys got together," pleaded Rachel.
Monica looked at Chandler. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Might as well, it has been 10 years."
"Okay well it started off at Ross and Emily's dinner rehearsal..."
"At my dinner rehearsal?"
"Yes Ross."
"Wait let me tell it," said Chandler.
LONDON ROSS'S WEDDING---Chandler's Version.
"The guy was hammered, okay? There's no way, you look like Ross's mother."
"Then why would he say it?"
"Because he's crazy. Okay? He came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in Titanic."
"Oh, my mother's right. I'm never going to get married."
"Ahh, you know what? That is...Who wouldn't want you?"
"Ohh, Please?! I'm a single mom, with a thirty-year-old son!!
Chandler watched Monica go sit at an empty table. 'Great,' he thought to himself, 'now I have to go fix this.'
"Monica, you are not going to end up alone. You'll find someone eventually. It just takes some time. Sure Ross has found two...I mean...Oh god...Um well...you see..."
"I get it Chandler. I'm just sick of waiting. I don't want to live across the hall from you my entire life."
"What?"
"Oh God. I'm sorry I didn't' mean it like that."
"What did you mean then?"
"Nothing Chandler, it's just..."
"Just what? You see me alone, for the rest of my life?"
"Well..."
"You know I came over here to make you feel better, and all you do is insult me. Thanks a lot."
Chandler stormed off.
He walked out of the restaurant and hopped into a cab. He rode to the hotel. Once he got to his room he ordered some room service. He figured he'd be alone tonight and he had no one he could talk to. Once his sandwich arrived he ordered liquor. He ended up drinking a bottle and a half of wine.
Two hours later. Chandler was bored. He wished he hadn't got into a fight with Monica. Ross was off with Emily and Joey with Felicity. The only one he could talk to was Monica, but she thought he was a loser.
Monica entered.
"Hello Chandler."
"Hey Monica. What? Came back to make fun of me some more? Wanna feel better about yourself?"
"Chandler! Stop it. I came here to apologize to you. I didn't mean it. You know that I think you are great. You really are wonderful. I mean any girl would be lucky to have you...I'd be lucky to have you," she muttered to herself.
"What did you say?"
"I said I'm sorry and I was wrong."
"So you think I will end up with someone."
"Of course I do honey. Come here," He came over to her and hugged her.
"Chandler you are my best friend. You are a great man and you are going to make a woman one day very happy."
"Thank you."
As they parted, Monica kissed his cheek, then the corner of his mouth and then finally on his lips.
After a few minutes Chandler broke the kiss.
"Monica, what are we doing?"
"What do you mean Chandler? I mean I'd think you'd know..."
"Monica I meant kissing. You kissed me."
"Chandler it's okay."
"Really?"
She kissed him and broke for a little bit to say, "really."
They continued to kiss and fell on the bed.
PRESENT DAY
"So that's it?" asked Rachel.
"You threw your self at Chandler, Monica?!" exclaimed Ross.
"No," she said looking at Ross, and then to Chandler, "That's not how it happened."
"How did it happen then?" asked Phoebe.
"I'll tell you," said Monica
LONDON ROSS'S WEDDING----Monica's Version.
"The guy was hammered, okay? There's no way, you look like Ross's mother."
"Then why would he say it?"
"Because he's crazy. Okay? He came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in Titanic.
"Oh, my mother's right. I'm never going to get married."
"Ahh, you know what? That is...Who wouldn't want you?"
"Ohh, Please?! I'm a single mom, with a thirty-year-old son!!
Monica walked to a near by vacant table. She sat down and then placed her head on the table. She then heard Chandler sit next to her.
Rubbing her neck he said, "it's going to be okay."
Sitting up, she replied, "but what if it isn't. What if I don't get married? (Suddenly realizing something) What if I live across the hall from you and Joey for the rest of my life!?"
"Well that wouldn't be that bad would it? (then realizing what she said) Wait a minute, you think I'm not going to get married...I mean I understand Joey. You think I'm a loser don't you Monica?"
"Chandler no that's not what I meant," she couldn't understand why he was taking this so badly.
"It is. This is how you my future. Me alone...still living in that apartment. You and the rest of them coming to see me once in a while because you feel guilty. I'll save you the trouble," he got up and stormed out.
Monica sighed to herself, now she had to go straighten things out with Chandler. She got up and passed her parents.
"Monica where are you going?" asked her mother.
"Oh...I got to go check on something."
"Well don't be long you don't want to miss your brother's party. Isn't it wonderful he's getting married? I mean twice he really has been lucky. It's too bad that you are no so fortunate"
"Mom I really have to go," Monica walked out and headed outside.
She didn't see Chandler in site. A figure that resembled him was walking on the other side of the street. She decided to head over.
"Chandler, Chandler wait up."
She grabbed his arm and spun him around.
"Lady I'm not Chandler."
'This is hopeless,' she thought to herself, 'I might as well head back into the party. I'll take care of Chandler later.'
AS she headed into the restaurant, she passed Joey who was leaving.
"Monica, I've been looking everywhere for you. Have you seen Chandler?"
"Ahh, no he already left."
"Damn it. (smiling at Monica) See here's the thing...you know that girl Felicity?"
"Yes, Joey."
"Umm do you think maybe...well that we could stay in your room tonight?"
"Joey! Where am I going to stay?"
"Well...you could stay in my bed?"
"Joey!"
"Pllllleeeeeaaaasssee. Come on Monica."
"Fine Joey. But you owe me. You owe me BIG."
"Thanks Monica. Here's my key."
Monica took Joey's key and headed back inside. After about an hour and a half and a few too many drinks she headed back to the hotel. She stumbled to Chandler and Joey's room.
"Joey I thought...oh...hey. Come here to insult me more?"
"Chandler. Chhhannddddler. (laughing) your name is funny."
"Great thanks Monica."
"No Chandler. Look I'm sorry I didn't mean what I said. Or what you thought I meant."
"Monica you did. You don't believe that I'm ever going to get married," He got up off the bed towards her.
She took his hands into hers; "Chandler there is no way that you could end up alone...besides that fear of commitment. But I mean you smart and funny and cute. Anybody would be lucky to have you."
"Do you mean that?"
"Yes, now come here."
Chandler hugged Monica. She whispered to him, "I only hope I find someone someday who's as nice as you."
"Monica. You will find someone someday. He is going to make you incredibly happy. Just because you haven't found him yet, don't let others get to you. I think you perfect the way you are."
They started to pull away from each other. Chandler leaned in and kissed her. After the kiss had grown quite passionate Chandler broke away.
"Oh god Monica," he said running his hand through his hair.
"Chand..."
"Monica I'm so sorry. I should not have done that. I hope...
Monica shut him up with by kissing him. She said, "it's okay."
"Oh good."
PRESENT DAY
"And then he kissed me and well..."
"Woah. Woah. you're my sister.
"So basically you got really drunk and just needed somewhere to sleep?" Chandler got up and hopped in to the kitchen. Monica followed him in
"Chandler that's not true. I was truly sorry for what I said."
"Oh really?" he asked sarcastically.
"Really. What happened between us... It was special, I'm glad it happened. The one time made it special whether I was drunk or not doesn't matter. It happened and I am glad. I would not trade it in for the world."
"Do you mean that?"
"Yes I do, it really meant something to me."
"Really? (he smiled at her) It meant something to me to."
Just like in London, Chandler hugged Monica and then they kissed.
To be continued depends on feedback.