TOW Phoebe and Joey's Plan

All right, time to write chapter 11 of this series. Is it really worth continuing b/c the reviews are dying down dramatically here…I think I only got like 3 for the last chapter. I mean, that's not bad, but I've noticed that people aren't reviewing it. Does that mean u don't like it? Because if you don't, please tell me (in a nice way, of course) and tell me how to improve. It's very important to me! Ok, please read and review!:)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters; you know the gist…

          "You're…moving?!" Joey cried out once Monica and Chandler broke the news to the rest of the gang.

"Joe, this is something we have to do," Chandler explained, trying to sooth Joey's pain.

"Why?!"

"Because, we're married now and we're having a family."

Monica decided to add on, "Yeah Joey, you know that if anyone else were in our situation…"

Joey cut Monica off, "No way! Look," he gestured towards Rachel and Ross, who were sitting next to each other on the sofa, "They have a kid, but they're not moving."

"Yes, but they're not married, and they don't have two babies, like we will," Monica explained, "Plus, they're always complaining about raising one baby in an apartment, can u imagine two babies?!"

"Yeah, well…" Joey stammered for words, then pointed at Monica, "This is all you're fault!"

"What?! How is this my fault!"

"Well, if you had never felt depressed in London and got drunk and slept with Chandler, then the two of you would never had gotten together. Then, you wouldn't be pregnant with his children and moving with my best friend!"

"He's right," Phoebe agreed.

Jumping in before Monica had a chance to retaliate, Chandler consoled, "Joe, it's not like I'm moving to France or…Vermont," Chandler rolled his eyes and Joey nodded in comprehension;  "I'm just moving like a half an hour or less from the city. I'll still visit you, and you can visit me whenever you want to."

"Unless it's at 3 AM," Monica warned.

"Unless it's at 3 AM," Chandler agreed.

"What about 2:30 AM?" Joey questioned.

"No!" Monica answered.

"1?"

Off Chandler's look he questioned again, "12?"

"Let me rephrase," Chandler sighed, "You can visit us whenever you want to between the hours of 8 AM and 11 PM."

"See, everything's changed already!" Joey whined.

          Later that day, in Central Perk, Rachel, Ross, Phoebe and Joey were sitting in their usual spot.

"Wow," Rachel said, "I can't believe Mon and Chandler are moving!"

"Yeah, I know," Ross agreed, "But we all knew that the time would come…eventually. At least, for Monica; Chandler, on the other hand…"

The other three nodded their heads in agreement.

"I was thinking," Rachel began, "Maybe we should consider moving to a house."

"No!" Joey yelled, "I already lost two friends to the suburbs, I'm not losing anymore!"

"Yeah Rach," Phoebe agreed, "Don't leave me all alone in the city with all these maniacs!"

"Hey, I'm here," Joey stated, "I'll protect you."

"See…my point!"

"Hey!"

"Ok, we're sorry," Ross consoled, "We won't move. Don't worry about it."

"Ok, good," Joey mumbled, and turned his attention towards Phoebe.

Then, Ross whispered to Rachel, "We'll talk about it later."

"Ok, I have to get back to work," Ross stated as he got up and put on his coat.

"Oooh, lucky college students!" Rachel commented sarcastically as she stood up also, "I would come and listen to all the interesting facts, but I unfortunately have to go back to work, too."

Together they left, leaving only Joey and Phoebe. Joey picked up a Time magazine and started to flip through it, bored by its contents, while Phoebe looked pensive.

Suddenly, she stated, "Joey, I know how to get Monica and Chandler to stay!"

Joey looked up from his magazine, "Yeah, how?"

"Well, I'm not sure yet."

Joey looked at her strangely, not understanding.

"But…I do know that we need a plan. We have to find a way to get them to stop from moving."

Joey snapped his fingers. "Oooh I got it! We lock them in their apartment! Then, they can never leave."

Phoebe thought about this idea for a moment. "Yeah…but what would we do when we wanna see a movie with them or something?"

"Yeah, you're right. Plus, I need Chandler to make money so that I can spent it."

"Right, so we need something else."

Phoebe stared into space, thinking, while Joey squinted his eyes and scratched his chin repeatedly. While they were doing this, Chandler walked in.

When he noticed Joey he asked, "Thinking again?"

"Uh huh,"

"Wow," Chandler teased, "It's been a while since the last time, huh?"

"Yeah, I almost forgot how."

"I can imagine."

          The next day, Phoebe and Joey entered Monica and Chandler's apartment together. 

"Ok, remember the plan," Phoebe warned Joey.

"Ok got it." Joey paused, "What is it again?"

Phoebe sighed, frustrated, "We have to convince them not to move."

"Right!"

"Ok, time for 'operation chandelier'!"

"Why chandelier?"

"Because it's sounds cool, duh."

"Oh."

"And it's kinda close to Chandler."

Joey nodded in agreement and grabbed some food from the refrigerator. After a few minutes, Monica came out of the bathroom in her robe and put on a pot of coffee.

" 'Morning Mon," Phoebe greeted.

"What's so good about this morning?" Monica wondered bitterly.

"What's the matter?" Joey asked, his mouth full of cereal.

"I spent the last hour puking!"

"Been there!" Joey added.

"Yeah, I know," Monica said, and looked away, disgusted at the memories, "I've seen you throw up more times than I've thrown up myself."

"Yeah baby!"

Monica shook her head, reproachful, and poured herself some coffee.

"You know Mon," Phoebe began, while Chandler came out of his bedroom, "If you live in a house, it may be harder to get to a bathroom. Then, what will you do when you have morning sickness?"

Monica laughed, "When we move, we'll be getting a nice house where there'll be a bathroom in my bedroom! What's more convenient than that?"

"A bedpan?" Chandler guessed as he grabbed a coffee mug and filled it up.

Frustrated, Phoebe began to think up more excuses for them not to move.

"You know," Joey informed them, "A few weeks ago, I remember reading that…"

Monica cut him off, "Since when do you read?"

Joey looked away, sheepishly, Ok, I was watching on tv…"

"There ya go!" Chandler commented.

"Anyway, I was watching a special about how horrible living in the suburbs is."

Monica and Chandler looked at him skeptically.

"Yeah, I saw that, too!" Phoebe agreed, "They claimed that the crime rate is really high there. Just no one knows about it because…" Phoebe trailed off, unsure how to finish.

"Because the criminals there are smarter!" Joey finished for her, "So people can't figure out that they committed the crimes!"

"Yeah!"

"Maybe the people are just dumber there," Chandler suggested.

"Phoebe, I thought you didn't watch the news," Monica asked, confused.

"When did I say that?"

"Well, you've been boycotting it ever since they covered that story about you beating up that guy in the ally…"

"Right, I forgot," Phoebe looked away awkwardly.

Stumped for ideas, Phoebe whispered to Joey, "Plan B!"

"Right!"

Immediately after that, Joey grabbed Chandler and Phoebe grabbed Monica.

"Woah, what the hell are you doing?" Chandler demanded.

"Let go of me!" Monica squirmed, trying to free herself from Phoebe's grasp.

"We'll only let you two go if you agree to our terms!"

"What terms?" Chandler asked panting.

"Well," Phoebe began, "First of all, you have to agree not to move."

"What?!" Monica fumed.

Phoebe tightened her grip around Monica's arms, "Oww…stop it!"

"Second, I want your new Calvin Klein jeans.

"We never discussed that," Joey questioned.

"It's my own thing…creative, huh?"

Chandler somehow wiggled his way free of Joey's grip, "Wow, didn't know I could do that."

"Chandler!" Monica scolded.

"Right!" he said, dodging Joey.

"Come on, just stop this!" Monica demanded.

"She's right," Joey relented, "We should be locking them up!"

Before Joey could lunge for Chandler, he stated, "Come on, just wait a minute!"

Instead, Joey grabbed him again, and held his hands tightly behind his back. "This is for your own good!"

          Just then, Ross entered the apartment. "What's going on here?" he asked, noticing the scene before him.

"Nothing…"

"Let go of them!" Ross demanded.

Phoebe huffed, "Fine."

"Thank God!" Chandler praised, while rubbing his arms.

"What did you do that for?" Ross questioned.

"We don't want them to move!" Joey cried.

"We're sorry Joe," Chandler counseled, "But this is something that we both really want and need now."

Joey looked down stubbornly, not willing himself to listen Chandler's words.

"Come on Joey! We really need this. Not to mention how we really want some privacy." Monica added.

"We give you privacy!" Phoebe defended.

"Right," Monica chucked, "Like when you walked in on us 'doing it' a few weeks ago."

"Hey, that's not our fault!" Off Monica's look, Joey conceded, "Ok maybe it was. But still…"

"But still nothing. It's not only that."

"I mean, last week, Ross walked in on me while I was in the bathroom."

"Hey man!" Ross scolded to Chandler, "We promised not to mention that again!"

"We're sorry guys," Monica said sadly.

"I guess they're right. We do invade their privacy a lot."

"Hey Pheebs, you're giving in, too?!"

"Sorry Joe."

Joey looked at Chandler and began to cry. "I'm just gonna miss you so much man!"

"I know, but we'll still hang out. Don't worry."

Joey hugged Chandler tightly, almost causing him to fall over.

"Woah, watch it there," Chandler warned.

"Are you sure that…I can't just keep one of the babies?" Joey attempted.

Monica gave him an angry look.

"Oh come on Mon, you can come over and see it whenever you want to!"

Chandler shook his head, "Sorry Joe."

"Ok fine," Joey relented, "But you have to promise me one thing."

"Yeah?"

"You name one of the babies after me."

Monica scowled and then said, "Middle name or nothing."

"Deal!" Joey said happily as he shook Monica's hand.

 Ok, there ya go. Phew, 11 chapters. Wow, that's a hell of a lot to write. The fic is gonna end soon b/c I want to move on to other things. Plus, the interest seems to fading in this. But, don't worry, I will have Monica give birth! Ok, hope u enjoyed the fic. Oh and I'm really sorry about not including Kwanzaa in my lists of holidays before, but I wasn't sure when that was, so I didn't want to mention it. I mean, I know it's soon, but I wasn't exactly sure. Ok, please read and review! :)