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An XOXOElizabethXOXO Creation
A/N: Okay! Here it is, numero tres! I hope everyone enjoys it! (
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"Monica, get over it. He's engaged. Just because he said he used to like you doesn't mean he's going to act on it." Phoebe said as she tightened her knee high boots. She was wearing a total dominator outfit; black leather, high boots, along with a whip. She began to apply some black lipstick as she stared at her reflection in the tall mirror.
"I know he's engaged. But my mind couldn't help but wander, you know. This was the guy I was like, totally in love with. I guess it was just the way he said it." Monica said adjusting her tiara. Rachel nodded.
"I was there Pheebs. Something else was on his mind besides the overcooked meat on the table." Rachel laughed. She, unlike Phoebe in all black and Monica portraying a princess, was decked out in a plaid skirt and white knee high socks, pulling off the perfect school girl. Monica shot Rachel a "thank you" glance and continued to dress in what little there was for her to wear.
"I'm just saying, don't get involved with a guy that is engaged." Phoebe said simply. Rachel and Monica just stared at her.
"Phoebe, those are the only guys you date. And you're scolding Mon who and who not to get involved with?" Rachel said blandly. Phoebe stood. Her black wig swayed.
"Yea, well, how many of the guys I sleep with do I love? None. Okay. Zip, zero, nil, nada, zilch. NONE." Phoebe said shoving a few hundreds into her purse. Monica stood up next to her.
"I know you loved one of them." She said empathetically. Phoebe paused and laughed a bit to herself before she looked up.
"Yea, well what did I know?" She asked as she left to go get onstage. Monica and Rachel heard their sleazy employer announce.
"AND HERE SHE COMES, KIKI!" Rachel leaned back in her chair.
"I can't wait to get out of this snake pit." She sighed. Monica nodded.
"It's gotten old, hasn't it?" Monica agreed. Rachel stood up.
"Yea, at first it was fun, but now it's just, it's kind of lewd, huh?" She smiled. Monica nodded.
"Well, I almost have enough to find another job. That will be nice."
"Yea, and I found the perfect rental for my boutique. It's on 70th. I really think it would do nicely." Rachel said staring into space. "Hey, do you want to work with me part time?" Rachel asked. Monica thought about it and then nodded.
"Yea, it sounds fun. Maybe we can even see if Phoebe is ready to get off of her high horse and walk like us "Normal People." Monica joked. Rachel smiled at she continued to put her hair up in two high pit tails.
"Sounds great."
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Four men sat in Chandler's living room, one being Chandler himself. The TV was on and obviously an important baseball game was on because all men where yelling frantically at the TV.
"NO! HE WAS SAFE!" Joey's yell was louder than all of the others. All of them looked at him as he sat back down with his sandwich. The game went to commercial and all men leaned back from their vertical position.
"So, are you gonna reschedule your bachelor party man?" Eddie asked. Chandler shrugged.
"It's not important...." He said casually. Eddie stood up.
"What? The strippers were barely even there before you told the party to move on out!" Eddie said loudly. Chandler looked at him fiercely.
"Hello! Fiancé, next room! Strippers at a bachelor party equal ONE pissed off fiancé!" Chandler stressed. Joey rolled his eyes.
"Relax, Erica was the one who told me to get you a stripper." Joey said taking a bite of his meatball sandwich. Chandler glared at him.
"And why didn't you tell me this two nights ago?" Chandler asked.
"I didn't want you to be all, 'Chandler' about it." He said with his mouth full.
"Well, you owe us some strippers." Eddie said leaning back. Just then, Erica emerged from her room. She was putting her earrings into her ears as she walked to the kitchen and began looking through papers.
"Who owes who strippers?" She asked unconcerned. All looked to Joey to make sure he didn't say anything, but the one they should have looked at was Eddie.
"Chandler. His bachelor party sucked." He said shoving a chip in his mouth. Erica became more interested as she entered the room.
"Why? Was she not a good stripper? My boss recommended her." She said distantly. "Before I'm off the subject, have you seen Mr. Tinkles enema paperwork?" She asked. Mr. Tinkles was, of course, a cat that was waiting for her at work.
"How is that ON the subject?" Chandler asked. Erica glared at him and he handed her her briefcase. "I think I saw it in here." Erica took her briefcase and opened it while Chandlers took a large gulp of his beer. Erica got the paper out and looked at Chandler and smiled.
"Okay. Since they sucked, we'll just go down there and complain." She said happily. Chandler choked on his beer. "Sweetie, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Chandler coughed. "Really, we don't have to complain." He assured her.
"Sure we do. We paid for a service and were not satisfied. Remember, the customer's always right!" She smiled.
"Haha, I don't think that applies in a situation like this." He said in his Chandler way. Erica looked at him for a moment and then started laughing.
"Wow. You get so upset about the strippers, don't you?" She asked. "Well, I guess I'll just treat you boys out to some stripping tonight at say, 9:00?" She asked looking at her watch. Chandler finally gave up. "And, Ross, I want you to meet my friend Heather. She has heard so much about you from Chandler and me, she'll die if we keep the suspense rising! She'll come with all of us."
"Yea, fine." Ross said distantly, obviously still not over the night before.
"Chandler, dude, you got the best fiancé in the FREAKIN WORLD!" Eddie said excitedly. Erica laughed and kissed Chandler on the cheek before she left.
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Chandler, Erica, Eddie, Ross and Joey all entered a bar called, "The Cat's Meow." All walked over to a booth with the best view to the stage. Chandler was just planning and sticking it out for about an hour and then leaving. He decided to at least enjoy himself for the while though. Eddie and Joey were far long gone, putting fives in the striper's blouses. Erica, Chandler and Ross sat in the booth still, when a tall brunette came in and smiled broadly at Erica.
"Ross! This is Heather. Heather, this is Ross." Erica played matchmaker with the two. Ross smiled politely and shook her hand, his head in another world.
"Ross, what do you do?" Heather said taking a seat across from him.
"I'm a paleontologist." Ross said simply. Heather smiled and nodded.
"Well, that's, uh, interesting." She said happily.
"NO IT'S NOT!" Erica laughed. "Listen, Heather: Ross is the star of a TV show on the Discovery Channel, and Ross: Heather is an accomplished zoologist. She works with the monkeys." Erica helped. "Have Fun!" She had it embedded into her mind that all they needed was that extra push, but it wasn't that simple. They began to chat vividly, and then a large man in a purple sweat jacket came out and took the microphone.
"And Now, A double whammy! Tonight we have Chastity and Francesca, together!" Their boss had promised to give them a bonus if they stripped together. Phoebe was going to, but she had to see her lover before his wife came back from her vacation. Rachel and Monica took the stage.
The place was smoggy and smoky from all of the lit cigarettes. Rachel waved to Chloe (yes, the Xerox Chick) once she was on stage. A song came on, cuing Monica and Rachel to proceed. After the smoke had settled, people could see the dancers on the stage better. Monica and Rachel swerved and dipped. Soon the clothes began to disappear.
"Chandler, who is that?" Erica asked, pointing to the light haired brunette on the stage. She squinted until her eyes widened. "That's Rachel! Honey, did you know she was a stripper?" Erica asked excitedly. She was about to burst out laughing. Chandler shook his head. Erica waved at Rachel, who immediately gasped and almost fell off of the stage. Soon she regained her sanity and walked over to Monica. She whispered something in Monica's ear, but Monica just pushed Rachel away.
"Keep dancing, I need that money!" Monica said softly.
"But, it's Erica, over there!" Rachel said in a high-pitched voice. Luckily the loud music was drowning them out. Monica rolled her eyes.
"Erica...." Monica stopped when she turned to see Erica glaring at her. "Who? Oh boy, Rachel, we got to get off the stage!" Monica began to gallop. And what a show it was for the specters. Two women freaking out and running around on a stage, grabbing their clothes. Monica ran to get her tiara when she slipped and fell near the edge of the stage, coming face to face with Erica. Erica, feeling quite uncomfortable yet vicious at the same time, took a five dollar bill and set it in Monica's bra.
"I think this will be enough for your services, don't you?" Erica asked with a pleasured smile. Monica stood up with tears in her eyes and ran off the stage with Rachel right in front of her.
XOXOEliabethXOXO
Thank you SO SO SO Much 4 your ideas! If you can't tell, I used a few. ( You are all awesome, more to come!"
An XOXOElizabethXOXO Creation
A/N: Okay! Here it is, numero tres! I hope everyone enjoys it! (
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"Monica, get over it. He's engaged. Just because he said he used to like you doesn't mean he's going to act on it." Phoebe said as she tightened her knee high boots. She was wearing a total dominator outfit; black leather, high boots, along with a whip. She began to apply some black lipstick as she stared at her reflection in the tall mirror.
"I know he's engaged. But my mind couldn't help but wander, you know. This was the guy I was like, totally in love with. I guess it was just the way he said it." Monica said adjusting her tiara. Rachel nodded.
"I was there Pheebs. Something else was on his mind besides the overcooked meat on the table." Rachel laughed. She, unlike Phoebe in all black and Monica portraying a princess, was decked out in a plaid skirt and white knee high socks, pulling off the perfect school girl. Monica shot Rachel a "thank you" glance and continued to dress in what little there was for her to wear.
"I'm just saying, don't get involved with a guy that is engaged." Phoebe said simply. Rachel and Monica just stared at her.
"Phoebe, those are the only guys you date. And you're scolding Mon who and who not to get involved with?" Rachel said blandly. Phoebe stood. Her black wig swayed.
"Yea, well, how many of the guys I sleep with do I love? None. Okay. Zip, zero, nil, nada, zilch. NONE." Phoebe said shoving a few hundreds into her purse. Monica stood up next to her.
"I know you loved one of them." She said empathetically. Phoebe paused and laughed a bit to herself before she looked up.
"Yea, well what did I know?" She asked as she left to go get onstage. Monica and Rachel heard their sleazy employer announce.
"AND HERE SHE COMES, KIKI!" Rachel leaned back in her chair.
"I can't wait to get out of this snake pit." She sighed. Monica nodded.
"It's gotten old, hasn't it?" Monica agreed. Rachel stood up.
"Yea, at first it was fun, but now it's just, it's kind of lewd, huh?" She smiled. Monica nodded.
"Well, I almost have enough to find another job. That will be nice."
"Yea, and I found the perfect rental for my boutique. It's on 70th. I really think it would do nicely." Rachel said staring into space. "Hey, do you want to work with me part time?" Rachel asked. Monica thought about it and then nodded.
"Yea, it sounds fun. Maybe we can even see if Phoebe is ready to get off of her high horse and walk like us "Normal People." Monica joked. Rachel smiled at she continued to put her hair up in two high pit tails.
"Sounds great."
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Four men sat in Chandler's living room, one being Chandler himself. The TV was on and obviously an important baseball game was on because all men where yelling frantically at the TV.
"NO! HE WAS SAFE!" Joey's yell was louder than all of the others. All of them looked at him as he sat back down with his sandwich. The game went to commercial and all men leaned back from their vertical position.
"So, are you gonna reschedule your bachelor party man?" Eddie asked. Chandler shrugged.
"It's not important...." He said casually. Eddie stood up.
"What? The strippers were barely even there before you told the party to move on out!" Eddie said loudly. Chandler looked at him fiercely.
"Hello! Fiancé, next room! Strippers at a bachelor party equal ONE pissed off fiancé!" Chandler stressed. Joey rolled his eyes.
"Relax, Erica was the one who told me to get you a stripper." Joey said taking a bite of his meatball sandwich. Chandler glared at him.
"And why didn't you tell me this two nights ago?" Chandler asked.
"I didn't want you to be all, 'Chandler' about it." He said with his mouth full.
"Well, you owe us some strippers." Eddie said leaning back. Just then, Erica emerged from her room. She was putting her earrings into her ears as she walked to the kitchen and began looking through papers.
"Who owes who strippers?" She asked unconcerned. All looked to Joey to make sure he didn't say anything, but the one they should have looked at was Eddie.
"Chandler. His bachelor party sucked." He said shoving a chip in his mouth. Erica became more interested as she entered the room.
"Why? Was she not a good stripper? My boss recommended her." She said distantly. "Before I'm off the subject, have you seen Mr. Tinkles enema paperwork?" She asked. Mr. Tinkles was, of course, a cat that was waiting for her at work.
"How is that ON the subject?" Chandler asked. Erica glared at him and he handed her her briefcase. "I think I saw it in here." Erica took her briefcase and opened it while Chandlers took a large gulp of his beer. Erica got the paper out and looked at Chandler and smiled.
"Okay. Since they sucked, we'll just go down there and complain." She said happily. Chandler choked on his beer. "Sweetie, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Chandler coughed. "Really, we don't have to complain." He assured her.
"Sure we do. We paid for a service and were not satisfied. Remember, the customer's always right!" She smiled.
"Haha, I don't think that applies in a situation like this." He said in his Chandler way. Erica looked at him for a moment and then started laughing.
"Wow. You get so upset about the strippers, don't you?" She asked. "Well, I guess I'll just treat you boys out to some stripping tonight at say, 9:00?" She asked looking at her watch. Chandler finally gave up. "And, Ross, I want you to meet my friend Heather. She has heard so much about you from Chandler and me, she'll die if we keep the suspense rising! She'll come with all of us."
"Yea, fine." Ross said distantly, obviously still not over the night before.
"Chandler, dude, you got the best fiancé in the FREAKIN WORLD!" Eddie said excitedly. Erica laughed and kissed Chandler on the cheek before she left.
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Chandler, Erica, Eddie, Ross and Joey all entered a bar called, "The Cat's Meow." All walked over to a booth with the best view to the stage. Chandler was just planning and sticking it out for about an hour and then leaving. He decided to at least enjoy himself for the while though. Eddie and Joey were far long gone, putting fives in the striper's blouses. Erica, Chandler and Ross sat in the booth still, when a tall brunette came in and smiled broadly at Erica.
"Ross! This is Heather. Heather, this is Ross." Erica played matchmaker with the two. Ross smiled politely and shook her hand, his head in another world.
"Ross, what do you do?" Heather said taking a seat across from him.
"I'm a paleontologist." Ross said simply. Heather smiled and nodded.
"Well, that's, uh, interesting." She said happily.
"NO IT'S NOT!" Erica laughed. "Listen, Heather: Ross is the star of a TV show on the Discovery Channel, and Ross: Heather is an accomplished zoologist. She works with the monkeys." Erica helped. "Have Fun!" She had it embedded into her mind that all they needed was that extra push, but it wasn't that simple. They began to chat vividly, and then a large man in a purple sweat jacket came out and took the microphone.
"And Now, A double whammy! Tonight we have Chastity and Francesca, together!" Their boss had promised to give them a bonus if they stripped together. Phoebe was going to, but she had to see her lover before his wife came back from her vacation. Rachel and Monica took the stage.
The place was smoggy and smoky from all of the lit cigarettes. Rachel waved to Chloe (yes, the Xerox Chick) once she was on stage. A song came on, cuing Monica and Rachel to proceed. After the smoke had settled, people could see the dancers on the stage better. Monica and Rachel swerved and dipped. Soon the clothes began to disappear.
"Chandler, who is that?" Erica asked, pointing to the light haired brunette on the stage. She squinted until her eyes widened. "That's Rachel! Honey, did you know she was a stripper?" Erica asked excitedly. She was about to burst out laughing. Chandler shook his head. Erica waved at Rachel, who immediately gasped and almost fell off of the stage. Soon she regained her sanity and walked over to Monica. She whispered something in Monica's ear, but Monica just pushed Rachel away.
"Keep dancing, I need that money!" Monica said softly.
"But, it's Erica, over there!" Rachel said in a high-pitched voice. Luckily the loud music was drowning them out. Monica rolled her eyes.
"Erica...." Monica stopped when she turned to see Erica glaring at her. "Who? Oh boy, Rachel, we got to get off the stage!" Monica began to gallop. And what a show it was for the specters. Two women freaking out and running around on a stage, grabbing their clothes. Monica ran to get her tiara when she slipped and fell near the edge of the stage, coming face to face with Erica. Erica, feeling quite uncomfortable yet vicious at the same time, took a five dollar bill and set it in Monica's bra.
"I think this will be enough for your services, don't you?" Erica asked with a pleasured smile. Monica stood up with tears in her eyes and ran off the stage with Rachel right in front of her.
XOXOEliabethXOXO
Thank you SO SO SO Much 4 your ideas! If you can't tell, I used a few. ( You are all awesome, more to come!"