Thanks to all of you who responded... I really appreciate it. This is the second episode... but just a ***DISCLAIMER*** which I forgot to put on my last fanfic...

I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS

And I realize that some of what I wrote in episode 1 is not the most believable & that it takes time for people to change their minds & stuff... but please remember, this is only a fanfic. Enjoy!

THE ONE WITH ALL THE PLANNING

[Chandler & Monica's bedroom. Monica is in bed & it looks like she's sleeping. Chandler is sitting awake in bed.]

Chandler: Monica, you do look beautiful tonight.

Monica: I'm wearing your old Knicks shirt and my hair's a mess.

Chandler: Still, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Monica: I'm tired. And you've used that line before.

Chandler: So, Mon, ya wanna increase the probability of having a baby?

Monica: For all I know I may be pregnant right now... the test won't be accurate for another couple of weeks. Goodnight, Chandler.

Chandler: Geez... what does it take for me to get lucky around here?

Monica: Definitely not saying that. (Goes back to sleep)

[OPENING CREDITS]

[Morning @ Monica and Chandler's. The gang is eating breakfast.]

Chandler: (to Ross & Rachel) So, have you two made any wedding arrangements yet?

Ross: Nah, not really... I haven't even told my folks yet.

Rachel: You haven't?

Ross: Have you told yours?

Rachel: No... but, well, your parents will be ecstatic when they hear we're getting married.

Monica: Yes, their medical miracle is walking down the aisle yet again.

Joey: Be careful though, Ross... I hear that divorces are like tattoos... once you get one, you don't want to stop.

Ross: Haha. Anyways, Rach, your dad hates me!

Rachel: No he doesn't. And remember... he wants you to marry me. He thinks that you think that I'm damaged now that I've had a baby.

Ross: Okay. So I'll call my parents, and you call yours.

Phoebe: Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! I have an announcement to make! As the maid-of- honor of Rachel...

Monica: [interrupting] since when are you maid-of-honor?

Phoebe: Well, when you were getting married, we said that Rachel would be your maid-of-honor, I'd be Rachel's, and you'd be mine.

Monica: Oh, yeah, great...

Phoebe: Anyways, I got the something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue!

Ross: Y'know Pheebs, we're not getting married for another nine months. I mean, we don't even have a guest list yet.

Phoebe: So, Rach, ya wanna see what I gotcha?

Rachel: Okay.

[Phoebe pulls out a large bag.]

Phoebe: Okay, well, for my something old... (pulls out an old sandwich... the gang starts making faces)... Joey's old sandwich

Joey: Geez... I was looking for that (takes it from Phoebe & begins eating it)

Phoebe: My something new... are these shoes I found the other week (pulls out some tacky platforms)... something borrowed (takes out her fur coat)....and something blue (takes out one of those costume blue wigs).

Rachel: Well... thanks Phoebs... but I think the four things are supposed to be somewhat subtle. Maybe Monica will help you pick some things out.

Monica: No, I think it's really the Maid of Honor's responsibility.

Phoebe: Really, Mon, I'd love you to help me! Really, we can go, do some shopping, maybe even have lunch, make a day of it!

Monica: Actually, I'm going to lunch with Chandler. (looks at Chandler) Right?

Chandler: Well... actually... ok, fine, we'll go.

Joey: Man, you're whipped.

[Commercial]

[Next day... Ross & Rachel are at the front steps of the Geller home]

Ross: Are you sure you're ready for me to break the news?

Rachel: No time like the present.

[Ross knocks and Judy Geller answers the door]

Judy: Ross! What a pleasant surprise. And Rachel! [To Ross] Thanks for listening to me, hun.

Rachel: What?

Ross: (to Rachel) Oh, nothing.

Judy: Jack! Guess who's here?

Jack: If it isn't Derek Jeter himself, tell whomever it is that I'm busy.

Ross: Hi Dad!

Jack: (getting up) Oh, hi son! Sorry about that, but the game's on, y'know. So, how are things going with the baby and all?

Ross: Great. Can we come in?

Jack: Yeah, of course. (they all go in and sit in the living room)

Ross: So, (holding Rachel's hand) I came here to tell you, that, well...

Rachel: (interrupting) Ross & I are getting married!

Jack: Why, that's great! How much do you need a check for?

Rachel: Well, actually...

Ross: Oh, whatever. We haven't even picked out a hall yet.

Rachel: (to Ross) Monica's going to kill you.

Ross: Anyways, we just wanted to let you know. So, um, we'll talk to you later.

Judy: You're leaving already?

Ross: We gotta go tell Rachel's parents the big news.

Judy: Okay. Well, best of luck to you two.

Ross & Rachel: Thanks! Bye!

[Scene: Monica & Chandler's. Phoebe enters the room]

Phoebe: Mon! I'm going to go pick out some new stuff for Rachel. You sure you don't want to come?

Monica: Yes, Pheebs, I'm sure.

Phoebe: You're aura's all foggy. What's the matter?

Monica: Nothing.

Phoebe: I know something's the matter. Now spill it.

Monica: I'm fine.

Phoebe: If you don't spill it, I'm going to kick your ass!

Monica: Yeah right you could?

Phoebe: Well, maybe if you tell me what's been bothering you, then we can work it out?

Monica: I don't know. I should be happy because my best friend and my brother are getting married. But I'm like all out of the loop. I'm not the maid of honor or anything.

Phoebe: So this is all about me being the maid of honor? Geez, Mon, if it means so much to you...

Monica: Oh, thank you, thank you.

Phoebe: Oh God, I'm a pushover! And I always thought that it was Rachel who was one.

Monica: (seeing that Phoebe's disappointed) Pheebs, you be maid of honor. Really. Maybe they'll let me cook for the rehearsal dinner or something.

Phoebe: Thanks, Mon. And I'll put in a good word for you... as long as you tell them that I should provide the music.

Monica: Y'know what, Pheebs... I think I can convince them myself.

[Ross and Rachel come in... in the same sort of fashion as "The One w/the Morning After", except this time it's Rachel following Ross]

Ross: Did you expect your dad to be happy we're getting married? He hates me.

Rachel: No he doesn't! I just didn't expect that kind of reaction.

Ross: Whatever... hopefully your mom will take it better. [sits down in a huff]

Rachel: She loves you, Ross.

Ross: And that's what you said about your dad. So what should I believe now?

Rachel: Look, I'll call her right now. [Dials the number]. Mom?

Mrs. Greene: Rachel, darling! How nice it is for you to finally call me. So, how's Emma. I want to see her. After all, I finally have a granddaughter to spoil.

Rachel: She's doing great. But that's not the reason we called.

Ross: [to Monica] Where's Emma?

Monica: Chandler and Joey are watching her.

Ross: Oh God! [Runs out of the apartment]

Mrs. Greene: Who's we?

Rachel: Um... mom... me & Ross... we're getting married!

Mrs. Greene: That's just great. I love that boy. I always knew you two would be together.

Rachel: So, you're okay with it?

Mrs. Greene: Okay? I'm thrilled!

Rachel: Great. But mom, you don't seem too shocked.

Mrs. Greene: Well, when your ex-husband calls you yelling about his daughter getting married... I guess it's best for one person to remain calm.

Rachel: Thanks mom. Ross, honey? [No Response] Ross, Ross?

Monica: He just ran out... once he found out that Chandler and Joey were watching Em.

Rachel: Are you kidding? They're like the two most irresponsible guys in the world! Don't you remember them leaving Ben on the bus? Oh, I'm sorry... you know, your husband is great and all... I'm sure he'll be responsible when he has a kid to deal with.

Monica: Yep.

[Ross enters holding Emma up]

Ross: The baby has arrived! Safe... but... smelly.

[Commercial]

[A couple of days later... Central Perk... they're all there (including Emma)]

Ross: So, we're getting married February 17... at the Plaza, courtesy of Mr. Greene... and Amuse Bouche is catering.

Joey: Wow... you're so organized. Now I can see that you & Mon are related.

Monica: So, Ross, I was, um, thinking... how about I cook for the rehearsal dinner.

Rachel: But, sweetie, I think you'll be rather busy to cook. After all, your brother's getting married.

Monica: I wasn't busy before London.

Joey: But you sure were after!

Ross: Well, Mon, you know how much I love your cooking, but the caterer includes the rehearsal dinner in the cost. So, maybe some other time.

Monica: Yeah, maybe for your fifth wedding.

Ross: Mon!

Monica: Well, I gotta go. See you.

[Monica exits]

Rachel: (to Chandler) What's wrong with her, Chan?

Chandler: Beats me.

Phoebe: Oh, I know, I know!

Ross: Another fortune from our in-house psychic.

Phoebe: Actually, I know because she talked to me. She's upsed because she's not the maid of honor... and so she wanted to cook for you guys at the rehearsal dinner, but now you turned her down and she feels like she's an outsider.

Rachel: Oh. I never knew that. Geez, I wish there was something we could do.

Chandler: Yeah, I mean, I'm living with this woman. (everyone looks at Chandler) I mean, I love Monica and I don't want her to be sad.

Joey: Quick save, man.

[Commercials]

[Knock on M&C's apartment door. Monica answers it to find Phoebe.]

Phoebe: Hey, look, I hope you're feeling better.

Monica: I'm fine. Really.

Phoebe: Well, you sure don't look it. Anyways, I talked to Ross and Rachel, and we decided that maybe you could be co-Maid of Honor with me.

Monica: Really?

Phoebe: Yeah. Just as long as you don't steal my thunder.

Monica: What thunder?

Phoebe: I'm going to pick up a hot dude at their wedding.

Monica: (giggling) Oh really. Well, Pheebs, I won't steal your thunder.

Phoebe: Okay. And thanks for saying yes. I really needed help with finding something blue. Especially after Rachel refused to dye her hair.

[End Credits]

Yeah, this one's kinda weak... I'll make the next one better... so don't be too harsh!