TOW Monica's Bored

WOW…thanks for all the great reviews on the last chapter. I was really surprised to find that most of the reviews in my mailbox Sat. were for this series. And to think, I didn't have to threaten u or guilt u into it. Question…did any of u think that last week's epi of friends was both incredibly boring and extremely hilarious? I was soo bored during the Ross and Mike parts, not to mention Rachel and "Omg he looked at me!" But Joey, Chandler, and Monica...very funny. Sorry, had to say that and it's only my opinion…not trying to bash anyone who thought the other parts were interesting. FYI, as of now in this fic, Monica isn't working at all. Oh and she's 8 months pregnant. Ok, well here's the next fic in the series. Read, review, and hopefully enjoy!:)

Disclaimer: You know how it goes…I own none of these characters, yada, yada, yada.

          Chandler woke up and rose out of his bed quietly, as to not wake up Monica, who was sleeping next to him. He went into the bathroom, where he brushed his teeth, showered, and shaved. Once he was finished in the bathroom, he walked out quietly and opened his closet to get his work clothes out.

"What the hell?" he mumbled as he looked inside his closet.

His shirts, ties, and suits were color coordinated, and his shoes aligned at the bottom of his closet.

"Oh my God. Did I do that and not even remember? I'm turning into Monica!"

Once he got dressed, he went down into his kitchen. Deciding to just eat cereal, he opened the cabinet, to find that his cereal was missing.

"What the hell?" he asked angrily.

In place of his cereal, he saw that there were containers of sugar, flour, and other cooking supplies.

"Uch," he said frustrated, "I'm gonna be late!"

He searched franticly through the cabinets, but did not find his cereal. Finally, he gave up and grabbed a candy bar from the counter.

"Mental note," he mumbled as he grabbed his briefcase and headed for the door, "Talk to Monica."

          Later that morning, Monica woke up and headed towards the kitchen. She opened the cabinet, and immediately found the cereal behind her cooking ingredients. While eating the cereal, she picked up the phone and called Chandler.

"Hey Mon," he greeted when he picked up the phone.

"Hi, how's work going?"

"Ehh…it's pretty boring."

"Just like I am, at home."

"I'm sorry sweetie. But even you agreed that it would be best if you stopped working for a while."

"Yeah, I know…"

"While we're on the topic of your days at home, I have two questions for you."

"Yeah?"

"Ok, since when do I color coordinate my clothes?"

"Since I got bored and decided to do it."

"I see. And since when do we not keep the cereal in the top cabinet?"

"What are you taking about, we do."

"Well, I didn't see it."

"It's behind the flour and sugar."

"Ok…so since when do we keep the flour and sugar there?"

"Since I felt like it. Got a problem with that?"

"No," he sighed.

"Good."

"Any other changes I should know about?"

"More than I can count."

"Great," he said sarcastically, "I'm glad I saved money all these years so that you could own a house."

"Me too!" she agreed, ignoring his sarcasm.

"Ok, as much fun as this conversation has been, I have to get back to work. I have an important meeting today."

"No, come on, stay on the phone! I'm so bored!"

"Call someone else."

"Fine," she agreed reluctantly, "Bye!"

"I love you."

"Uh huh," she said as she hung up the phone.

Chandler held the phone in his hand for a moment longer and shook his head. He then put his phone away in his pocket, and it began ringing a minute later. He picked it up and sighed.

"Yes hun?"

"Where's my chocolate bar?"

Chandler looked down at his desk where the chocolate's wrapper was. He quickly shoved it in the trashcan.

"I have no idea sweetie. Maybe Joey ate it."

"Yeah, I guess so. Bye."

He replied quickly, "Buh bye now."

          Monica picked up the phone again and began dialing.

"Hey Joey," she said into the receiver.

"Hey Mon, what's up?"

"Are you busy now?"

"Am I ever busy?"

"Good question."

"Why? What's up?"

"I'm bored. Will you come over?"

"I dunno," he answered skeptically, "What are we going to be doing?"

"Hang out, I guess."

"No cleaning?"

She chucked, "No cleaning."

"You swear?!"

"Yes, Joey. I swear no cleaning."

"All right, if I come over, you have to do something for me."

"Yeah?"

"Cook for me!"

She laughed, "Of course Joe. I wouldn't expect not to."

"Good. I'll be there as soon as possible." With that, he hastily hung up the phone, grabbed his coat, and ran out of the apartment.

          "Oh my God!" Monica said while laughing uncontrollably, "I can't believe you did that to him!"

"Yup. Every week I used to call up Chandler and pretend to be a woman. And I would say," in he a high voice, "I love you, Chandler Bing."

At this point in time, she was laughing so hard, that she was almost crying.

"Oh my God! I can't believe he never mentioned it! Why'd you stop calling?"

Joey looked away sheepishly, "He started using Star 69. I also tried to call him after that, pretending to be other things, ya know, like strippers, hookers, male strippers, male hookers…but he knew it was me. Ya know, that Chandler's a smart guy."

"Yeah well, there are a few reasons why I love him."

"Really, like what?"

She stared at Joey with a confused look on her face. "What? I'm not in love with him."

Monica ignored Joey's last statement. "Come on. Let's play a game…oooh I know!"

"Something with porn? I know Chandler has some around here somewhere…" he said as he began to look around.

"No porn. And he'd better not have porn around my house! He can go to your apartment for that." Monica paused, thinking, "Oooh, checkers! I haven't played that in such a long time!"

"Fine. But I still like my idea better."

          After about 30 minutes of playing, Joey groaned, "Monica…this is so boring! Let's stop playing.

"No, come on! Don't be a chicken! You're just upset because I'm beating you."

"No," Joey corrected, "I'm upset because you've been cheating."

"I have not!"

"Yeah? Well, since when can you jump five pieces at once?"

"Since always."

"And…I know that when you pointed out the window to show me that 'really cool squirrel' you stole two of your pieces back!"

"Did not!"

"It was a really cool squirrel though." Joey then paused and looked at her, smiling.

"What?" she asked irritated.

"You're gonna cheat with your kids, aren't you?"

"No…"

"Yes you are. Kids are always supposed to be allowed to win, but you're not going to let them."

"Well, I'm not going to let them win. But if they win, I'll walk away gracefully."

"Sure you will," Joey teased, "You're kids are going to have to cheat to let you win!"

"Will not!"

Joey just continued to laugh at her, until she had enough. "Okay Joey, that's it. Leave. I don't need you here anymore!"

"Fine," he said, while still laughing at her, "Whatever. I have porn waiting for me at home. No offense, but porn's a hell of a lot more interesting than you…at least when you're fully dressed it is."

"Shut up!" Monica said as she made a fist.

"I'm going, I'm going," Joey assured her, and ran out quickly.

          However, again Monica was left extremely bored. She picked up the phone, but after a few attempts, she put it back down on its cradle. She began to feel a strange feeling in her stomach. However, it went away and so she didn't worry about it. Instead, she turned on the television and flipped through the channels.

"Uch, over 500 channels and nothing to watch!" she complained bitterly as she shut off the television.

Again, she picked up the telephone. This time, she got through.

In a seductive tone, she said "Hey sexy."

"Hi Monica," Chandler answered tediously.  

"No it's not Monica; it's Borris," she answered, but began laughing hysterically.

"Are you…drunk?" he asked frantically, "Please tell me you're not!"

"No, I'm just sooo bored."

"I'm sorry that you're bored. But I really have to get back to work."

"Noooo!"

"Yeeees, bye Mon!" After that, he hung up the phone.

Suddenly, Monica's competitive side kicked in as she picked up the phone again and called him back.

"Monica!" he reprimanded, "I'm serious." With that he hung up the phone.

After Monica had called him about 50 times, Chandler decided to turn off his cell phone. Defeated, Monica sunk back into the sofa and turned picked up a book.

          Chandler was sitting in his office with two professionally dressed men. The man at Chandler's right was discussing the W.E.N.U.S., and Chandler was extremely bored, and not hiding it well.

"Chandler are you listening?" the other man asked.

"Why yes, of course!" The two men bought that and got back to their work.

Suddenly, Chandler's cell phone began to ring.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have turned it back on," he apologized as he shut it off. Then, after about 20 minutes, his secretary buzzed him.

"Mr. Bing, you have a phone call; it's an emergency."

"Is it my wife again?" Chandler questioned frustrated.

"Problems with the misses?" the man on his left asked.

"No…no. She's just bored today and has been calling me none stop."

The three turned back to their work, when Chandler was buzzed again.

"Yes?"

"It's you're brother-in-law. And he told me to tell you 'pick of the damn phone, it's not a joke."

Chandler ran his hands through his hair and picked up the phone.

"We're never gonna get any work done," the man on his right complained.

"What?!" Chandler yelled, "But it's too early!" He paused, listening, and trying to breath.

"Ok, ok. I'll be right there."

He hung up the phone and tugged at his tie, hyperventilating.

"My wife's in labor," he stated nervously. When he realized the importance of the matter, he jumped over his desk, landing flat on his face. He muttered and got up off the ground. He looked around the room at the worried faces staring at him for a moment and then ran out of the room.

That's it for this chapter. Next one, Monica's gonna have the babies. Ooo how exciting! I guess that means this is my second to last fic in this series. :( I know you all must be crying…lol j/k. Anyways, please leave me a review b/c the final days are approaching! Thanks for reading!:)