1004 - TOW Phoebe's Surprises
Phoebe was sitting in her apartment with Frank and Alice. The triplets were playing in the other room. Frank and Alice looked a little nervous and Phoebe was waiting for them to start talking.
Phoebe: So, what's up? You've been here for like ten minutes and haven't said a word.
Alice: Phoebe, we're having some problems.
Phoebe: What's wrong?
Frank: Well, we're broke. We don't have any money.
Phoebe: Do you need money? I'll loan you some.
Alice: No! No! Look, we're going through some rough spots and I need to get a second job, Frank has to get an extra job, and we have to make money. But, we can't support the triplets and ourselves.
Phoebe: What are you asking me?
Frank: Well, we were wondering if you could keep the kids . . .
Phoebe: What?!
Alice: We can't take care of them. Maybe someday, but not now. We don't have much money and it's too hard.
Phoebe: You want me to keep the kids?
Frank: Please, Phoebe. We really need you.
Phoebe: Custody and everything?
Frank and Alice nodded.
Phoebe: Well, I love the kids, and I'd be happy to do anything for you guys, except be your uterus again, so I'll do it.
*~*
Fifteen-month-old Hannah was sitting on the floor of her aunt and uncle's apartment. Her three-month-old cousins were lying on the floor on soft blankets, sleeping.
Rachel, Ross, Chandler, Monica, and Joey were playing cards at the table. They were having a game of poker that had been much needed for a few years. It always made them feel good about themselves when they beat each other.
Monica: God! Joey, since when did you get good at poker?
Joey: I've always been good!
Rachel: Hmm . . . I've heard those words out of your mouth before, I believe.
Ross: I give up. I need a beer.
Rachel: Ooh! Me too!
Rachel stood up and walked over to the fridge. She got out two beers and tossed one to her husband. She walked over to the couch and sat down. Ross went over and joined her.
Monica, Joey, and Chandler continued playing.
Ross: Hannah, come over here to daddy.
Hannah looked over at Ross and stuck her tongue out.
Rachel: Hannah! That's not nice! Come over to mommy.
Hannah stood up and toddled over to her mother. Rachel pulled her up onto her lap.
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
Hannah: Mommy!
Rachel laughed and kissed her baby's cheek. She looked at Ross and smiled.
Ross: Great, our daughter hates me.
Rachel: No she doesn't! She just knows mommy will let her have her way.
Ross: Please, don't spoil our child.
Rachel: It's so fun!
Ross: Yeah, those words will come back and bite you in the ass one of these days.
Rachel: Hey, no cussing in front of the baby.
Hannah: Ass!
Everyone turned to look at the baby with horrified expressions on their faces.
Rachel: Ross!
Ross: I'm sorry!
Rachel: It's okay. I'm sure she'll forget about it soon.
Hannah: Ass!
Rachel: Okay, honey, let's put you down for a nap.
Hannah: No nap!
Rachel sighed and stood up with her daughter and took her into the nursery and put her down in a playpen.
Rachel: Be good.
Hannah pouted for am minute and then lay down to sleep.
Rachel went back out into the living room and joined her friends.
*~*
Phoebe watched in utter astonishment as Frank handed her the custody papers to the triplets.
Alice: All you have to do is sign them and you've got them.
Phoebe: So that's it? You're just giving me your kids?
Frank: They're just as much yours as they are ours. I mean, you gave birth to them. You were pregnant with them.
Phoebe: This is too weird.
Alice: Please sign the papers, Phoebe.
Phoebe: I will. It's just, how do I know when you'll be back for them?
Frank: It won't be for awhile. I mean, we've just got to get our lives together.
Phoebe: I understand. I can do this.
Phoebe signed the papers quickly and gave them back to Frank and Alice.
Alice: Thank you Phoebe.
*~*
Ross and Rachel were now cuddling on the couch, Monica was changing Alex and Ally's diapers, and Chandler was glaring at Joey, who had won the poker game.
Rachel: I can't believe my daughter said that.
Ross: I can't believe it's my fault she said it.
Monica: Come on guys, I'm sure before tomorrow comes, she won't even remember it.
Chandler: Well, if she does remember it, just remember that ass is the first cuss word she ever used, and Ross, you'll loathe yourself for it every day.
Monica: Chandler!
Chandler: Sorry, I needed something to talk about!
Joey: Hey, I better get over to Phoebe.
Monica: Why isn't she here?
Joey: She had to talk to Frank and Alice. They said it was really important, so I told her I'd leave and come back later.
Ross: I wonder if they're dumping the triplets on her for another weekend?
Monica: Yeah, poor Phoebe. She always ends up taking care of those kids. She might as well be their mother.
Joey: Frank and Alice are just really busy and they need to keep busy to support their family. I don't think they were ready for three kids.
*~*
Phoebe was sitting alone on her couch now. There were bags and boxes all around. The kid's things from the apartment had been packed up and unloaded at Phoebe's. Now Phoebe was their legal guardian. She had three kids to take care of and her life was about to get even more exciting.
The phone rang and Phoebe walked over to answer it.
Phoebe: This is Phoebe Buffay, mother of the year.
The voice on the other end was warm and friendly. Phoebe knew it was her doctor right away.
Doctor: Hello Phoebe.
Phoebe: Hi doctor.
Doctor: We got the results from your tests the other day. I realize you wanted to keep it very confidential, and it is. But, it's not going to be able to be kept secret for long.
Phoebe: Oh my God.
Doctor: Since you obviously know the results, I want you in for your first visit next week.
Phoebe: Okay . . .okay . . . I can do that.
Doctor: Okay, I'll see you next Monday at ten a.m.
Phoebe: All right . . .okay. Thanks.
Phoebe hung up the phone and put her face in her hands. This wasn't happening yet. She wasn't ready now. She had three kids to take care of at the moment and she couldn't handle anything else happening. She felt like she was going to cry.
It was then that Joey walked into the apartment with flowers for Phoebe.
Joey: Hey honey. You know what? We've been planning this wedding for awhile . . . what do you say that we . . .Hey, what's wrong?
Phoebe just looked over at Joey with frustrated eyes and hurried over to him. She wrapped her arms around him and cried on his shoulder.
Phoebe was sitting in her apartment with Frank and Alice. The triplets were playing in the other room. Frank and Alice looked a little nervous and Phoebe was waiting for them to start talking.
Phoebe: So, what's up? You've been here for like ten minutes and haven't said a word.
Alice: Phoebe, we're having some problems.
Phoebe: What's wrong?
Frank: Well, we're broke. We don't have any money.
Phoebe: Do you need money? I'll loan you some.
Alice: No! No! Look, we're going through some rough spots and I need to get a second job, Frank has to get an extra job, and we have to make money. But, we can't support the triplets and ourselves.
Phoebe: What are you asking me?
Frank: Well, we were wondering if you could keep the kids . . .
Phoebe: What?!
Alice: We can't take care of them. Maybe someday, but not now. We don't have much money and it's too hard.
Phoebe: You want me to keep the kids?
Frank: Please, Phoebe. We really need you.
Phoebe: Custody and everything?
Frank and Alice nodded.
Phoebe: Well, I love the kids, and I'd be happy to do anything for you guys, except be your uterus again, so I'll do it.
*~*
Fifteen-month-old Hannah was sitting on the floor of her aunt and uncle's apartment. Her three-month-old cousins were lying on the floor on soft blankets, sleeping.
Rachel, Ross, Chandler, Monica, and Joey were playing cards at the table. They were having a game of poker that had been much needed for a few years. It always made them feel good about themselves when they beat each other.
Monica: God! Joey, since when did you get good at poker?
Joey: I've always been good!
Rachel: Hmm . . . I've heard those words out of your mouth before, I believe.
Ross: I give up. I need a beer.
Rachel: Ooh! Me too!
Rachel stood up and walked over to the fridge. She got out two beers and tossed one to her husband. She walked over to the couch and sat down. Ross went over and joined her.
Monica, Joey, and Chandler continued playing.
Ross: Hannah, come over here to daddy.
Hannah looked over at Ross and stuck her tongue out.
Rachel: Hannah! That's not nice! Come over to mommy.
Hannah stood up and toddled over to her mother. Rachel pulled her up onto her lap.
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
Hannah: Mommy!
Rachel laughed and kissed her baby's cheek. She looked at Ross and smiled.
Ross: Great, our daughter hates me.
Rachel: No she doesn't! She just knows mommy will let her have her way.
Ross: Please, don't spoil our child.
Rachel: It's so fun!
Ross: Yeah, those words will come back and bite you in the ass one of these days.
Rachel: Hey, no cussing in front of the baby.
Hannah: Ass!
Everyone turned to look at the baby with horrified expressions on their faces.
Rachel: Ross!
Ross: I'm sorry!
Rachel: It's okay. I'm sure she'll forget about it soon.
Hannah: Ass!
Rachel: Okay, honey, let's put you down for a nap.
Hannah: No nap!
Rachel sighed and stood up with her daughter and took her into the nursery and put her down in a playpen.
Rachel: Be good.
Hannah pouted for am minute and then lay down to sleep.
Rachel went back out into the living room and joined her friends.
*~*
Phoebe watched in utter astonishment as Frank handed her the custody papers to the triplets.
Alice: All you have to do is sign them and you've got them.
Phoebe: So that's it? You're just giving me your kids?
Frank: They're just as much yours as they are ours. I mean, you gave birth to them. You were pregnant with them.
Phoebe: This is too weird.
Alice: Please sign the papers, Phoebe.
Phoebe: I will. It's just, how do I know when you'll be back for them?
Frank: It won't be for awhile. I mean, we've just got to get our lives together.
Phoebe: I understand. I can do this.
Phoebe signed the papers quickly and gave them back to Frank and Alice.
Alice: Thank you Phoebe.
*~*
Ross and Rachel were now cuddling on the couch, Monica was changing Alex and Ally's diapers, and Chandler was glaring at Joey, who had won the poker game.
Rachel: I can't believe my daughter said that.
Ross: I can't believe it's my fault she said it.
Monica: Come on guys, I'm sure before tomorrow comes, she won't even remember it.
Chandler: Well, if she does remember it, just remember that ass is the first cuss word she ever used, and Ross, you'll loathe yourself for it every day.
Monica: Chandler!
Chandler: Sorry, I needed something to talk about!
Joey: Hey, I better get over to Phoebe.
Monica: Why isn't she here?
Joey: She had to talk to Frank and Alice. They said it was really important, so I told her I'd leave and come back later.
Ross: I wonder if they're dumping the triplets on her for another weekend?
Monica: Yeah, poor Phoebe. She always ends up taking care of those kids. She might as well be their mother.
Joey: Frank and Alice are just really busy and they need to keep busy to support their family. I don't think they were ready for three kids.
*~*
Phoebe was sitting alone on her couch now. There were bags and boxes all around. The kid's things from the apartment had been packed up and unloaded at Phoebe's. Now Phoebe was their legal guardian. She had three kids to take care of and her life was about to get even more exciting.
The phone rang and Phoebe walked over to answer it.
Phoebe: This is Phoebe Buffay, mother of the year.
The voice on the other end was warm and friendly. Phoebe knew it was her doctor right away.
Doctor: Hello Phoebe.
Phoebe: Hi doctor.
Doctor: We got the results from your tests the other day. I realize you wanted to keep it very confidential, and it is. But, it's not going to be able to be kept secret for long.
Phoebe: Oh my God.
Doctor: Since you obviously know the results, I want you in for your first visit next week.
Phoebe: Okay . . .okay . . . I can do that.
Doctor: Okay, I'll see you next Monday at ten a.m.
Phoebe: All right . . .okay. Thanks.
Phoebe hung up the phone and put her face in her hands. This wasn't happening yet. She wasn't ready now. She had three kids to take care of at the moment and she couldn't handle anything else happening. She felt like she was going to cry.
It was then that Joey walked into the apartment with flowers for Phoebe.
Joey: Hey honey. You know what? We've been planning this wedding for awhile . . . what do you say that we . . .Hey, what's wrong?
Phoebe just looked over at Joey with frustrated eyes and hurried over to him. She wrapped her arms around him and cried on his shoulder.