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belong to me. In fact, pretty much the only thing I own is this comp. I'm
typing on, so please don't sue me. Thanks and enjoy. Don't forget to
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Got the idea from a fanfic challenge.
Scenario: Nothing after Ross' proposal to Emily ever happened. Ross and
Rachel weren't as serious as they were in the show. Chandler was the one
with the hideously huge crush on Rachel. Monica knows and is dating Pete
because he never wanted to be the Ultimate Fighting Champion. Joey has a
new character trait as well. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Rachel and Monica did, however, get a cheesecake sent to there apartment
meant for the people downstairs Chandler discovered it.
Cheesecake can Be Heaven: Chapter one
The recipe for sweetness
Chandler walked up the familiar stairwell, hoping that there was something to be done about his roommate's behavior. He was really getting tired of Joey's countless one-nighters being left behind for him to deal with in the morning. As he reached the landing, he saw the woman of his dreams, one of his best friends, Rachel, fumbling through her purse looking for the keys to her door. Seeing her hands were full from yet another trip to her favorite store, Bloomingdale's, he snuck up behind her. "Boo" Chandler gave the cliché a shot as he reached Rachel's door, standing directly behind her.
"Holy crap! Chandler, don't DO that to me!"
"I got it Rach. I DO have a copy of your key after all, might as well use it once and a while. Besides, it's not every day I get to help a beautiful damsel in distress"
"See, how can any of us stay mad at you when you turn around and say something like that? But as a fair warning, sucking up to me won't get you into my bed any faster than anything Joey has tried already."
"So I shouldn't try to be blunt? Oh darn, whatever shall I do? Maybe the one thing Joey still hasn't tried?"
"And what, pray tell, would that be? I thought he tried everything men know how to do."
"One word Rach. And I'll literally spell it out for you. I believe the words to the song go a little like this. 'What you want, baby I got it. What you need, baby I got it. All I'm askin', is for a little respect. R- E-S-P-E-C-T, find out what it means to me, R-E-S-P-E-C-T.' Or something like that."
"Wow! I never knew you could sing that well! I'm sure you could get a girl you like with that one. Just not me."
With that said, Chandler smirked at her, hurt in the back of his mind. He opened the door for her, and gave her an open-end invitation to his apartment across the hall for dinner. Joey had told the gang he had an important message when he would get home. Little did Chandler know, his message to the sextet was about his treatment of countless relationships.
Cheesecake can Be Heaven: Chapter one
The recipe for sweetness
Chandler walked up the familiar stairwell, hoping that there was something to be done about his roommate's behavior. He was really getting tired of Joey's countless one-nighters being left behind for him to deal with in the morning. As he reached the landing, he saw the woman of his dreams, one of his best friends, Rachel, fumbling through her purse looking for the keys to her door. Seeing her hands were full from yet another trip to her favorite store, Bloomingdale's, he snuck up behind her. "Boo" Chandler gave the cliché a shot as he reached Rachel's door, standing directly behind her.
"Holy crap! Chandler, don't DO that to me!"
"I got it Rach. I DO have a copy of your key after all, might as well use it once and a while. Besides, it's not every day I get to help a beautiful damsel in distress"
"See, how can any of us stay mad at you when you turn around and say something like that? But as a fair warning, sucking up to me won't get you into my bed any faster than anything Joey has tried already."
"So I shouldn't try to be blunt? Oh darn, whatever shall I do? Maybe the one thing Joey still hasn't tried?"
"And what, pray tell, would that be? I thought he tried everything men know how to do."
"One word Rach. And I'll literally spell it out for you. I believe the words to the song go a little like this. 'What you want, baby I got it. What you need, baby I got it. All I'm askin', is for a little respect. R- E-S-P-E-C-T, find out what it means to me, R-E-S-P-E-C-T.' Or something like that."
"Wow! I never knew you could sing that well! I'm sure you could get a girl you like with that one. Just not me."
With that said, Chandler smirked at her, hurt in the back of his mind. He opened the door for her, and gave her an open-end invitation to his apartment across the hall for dinner. Joey had told the gang he had an important message when he would get home. Little did Chandler know, his message to the sextet was about his treatment of countless relationships.