TOW A Very Busy Christmas
Some people asked for an epilogue, so here it is! It takes place around five years after tow chandler and monica's babies (the last fic in this series). And it's Christmas, just to keep w/in the holiday spirit of the time of the year now. The twins are five (duh lol), and they have a two-year boy named Matthew (lol it works, so I'm using the name!), and a baby boy, Corey. Umm…hmm…that's pretty much it, I guess. Oh and Rachel and Ross aren't together b/c that's way too much of a hassle, and same for Joey and Phoebe, Rachel and Joey, blah, blah, blah. Oh and Emma's six years old (also pretty much a duh there, too). Ok, that's about all u need to know. I hope u enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own the six friends, but I do own all the Bing kids, yay!
"Hey Pheebs," Chandler greeted as she entered Monica and Chandler's house, "Where's everyone else?"
"Oh, they're coming later. I came early to spread some holiday joy!"
Chandler raised an eyebrow as he continued to feed baby Corey, "Great. Thanks, I guess."
"So, where are the rest of the kids?"
"Everyone's still sleeping, I guess."
"I thought it was too quiet in here."
"It'll get loud soon. I mean it's Christmas. Present time! They're still worn out from last night, though."
"They were a little crazy last night at the Christmas party."
"Just a little?"
"Right. I think that Matty got hold of some of the eggnog…"
"Nah, he acts like that all the time. Good luck with him tonight, by the way."
"And why is it that Joey and I are both taking him this year?"
"Because Ross won't do it anymore."
"Right…Matty broke his dinosaur toys."
"They're not toys, Phoebe," Chandler said, mocking Ross, "They're collectables."
"You do a good Ross."
"Thank you. Thank you very much."
"Ok, now you're overdoing the jokes."
"Sorry."
Suddenly, there was a thud upstairs and Monica screamed, "Matthew, get over here right now!"
"Uh oh, looks like the trouble maker's at it again," Phoebe commented.
After she said that, Matthew ran down the stairs, completely naked, screaming, "It's Christmas, it's Christmas!"
Chandler tried his hardest to stifle the laugh that threatened to emerge as he saw his son, and then an extremely angry Monica chasing after him.
"Chandler!" she demanded, "Get your son under control!"
He laughed and kissed her on the cheek. Then he began chasing after Matthew.
"Come on Matty! You can only get your presents if you get dressed."
Matthew ran back up the stairs, and Chandler followed him, and grabbed the boy while he was running up the stairs.
"Gotcha!" he remarked as he took his squirming son upstairs.
When they were out of sight, Monica sighed deeply and began burping Corey.
Phoebe turned her gaze towards Monica. "Joey and I are going to die taking care of that little hell riser, aren't we?"
Monica laughed, "Hopefully he'll wear himself out by then."
"Where does he get all that energy from?"
"I wish I knew. Then I could shut off the damn energy source."
"You can stop feeding him. That might do the trick."
Monica rolled her eyes, "I want my son to be alive."
"Right."
"Anyway…he gets all his energy from Chandler's side of the family."
"Yeah?"
"Well, according to Nora, Chandler acted just like Matty does now."
"They sure look alike."
"I know! It's like a little Chandler running around screaming all the time."
Just then, Matthew ran back down the stairs, but this time, he was wearing pants.
"Well, he's half dressed. That's something," Phoebe commented.
Monica grunted in response. She was watching the father-son wrestling match in front of her. Chandler had caught Matthew by the side and was attempting to put on his shirt.
"It looks like Chandler still has some of that boundless energy."
"Nah, not really," Monica informed Phoebe, "Once he's done with Matt, he'll be panting like a big ol' dog."
"Hey, I heard that!" Chandler informed Monica.
"Good."
"You know, you could help me get a shirt over this kid's head."
"Yeah, I could," Monica teased, "But it's more fun to watch you do it all alone."
"Ha, ha, ha," he said sarcastically as he let go of Matthew, "And he's off!"
Once that was over, Rachel, Ross, Emma, and Joey entered their house.
"It's so cold out there!" Joey whined.
"Well, it is winter…" Chandler pointed out.
"We should go to Hawaii. It's warmer there."
"Sure. We'll do that with the spare time and money we have floating around," Rachel commented while taking off her coat.
Emma began to pull at Ross' coat, until he asked, "Where are the girls? I need to get this one," he pointed to Emma, "Off of me."
"They're upstairs, maybe still sleeping," Monica informed Emma, "But you can go wake them up."
"Say 'thank you' to aunt Monica," Rachel warned.
Emma rolled her eyes and mocked Rachel, "Thank you aunt Monica."
Rachel breathed out heavily. "I don't know how you two can handle four kids. Emma's more than enough for me to handle."
"Matthew's worse than one kid," Ross pointed out bitterly.
"Get over it Ross!" Rachel warned him, "They're just stupid dinosaur toys and it was over a year ago!"
"Yeah Ross," Monica added, "He's not even three years old yet."
"Yeah well…" Ross searched for a comeback, but couldn't think of anything to say.
"Good one, Ross," Chandler commented as he poured coffee for his friends.
Monica looked around the kitchen for a moment. "Can you believe it," she began thoughtfully, "Who ever thought that we would ever be here?"
"Well technically," Phoebe explained, "Joey and I aren't even there yet."
"Yeah, and Ross and I aren't married to anyone," Rachel added.
"So it's more like, who would've ever thought that Chandler would be here?"
They all stared into space pensively for a moment, before it was broken by more screams.
"Mommy!" Carly called from upstairs, "Where's my purple shirt?"
"Purple shirt?" Chandler questioned.
"I know what shirt she wants," Monica assured it, "Mother's intuition."
"I know how that is," Ross added. Off everyone's look he asked defensively, "What?"
Monica shook her head and went upstairs.
"No!" he explained, realizing what he had said, "Not like that." He laughed nervously, "I meant that I've had two kids and seen the mothers with them…"
"Riiiight…"
"One of his kids has two mothers…" Joey added with a dreamy look on his face.
"Do you have to dream about my ex-wife and her lesbian lover?"
"Yeah baby!" he grinned.
"Now it feels like a normal Christmas," Chandler stated.
After a few minutes, Monica came downstairs, with Melissa following her.
"Hey Melissa," Chandler greeted as he picked up his daughter and kissed her forehead, "Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas daddy," she replied shyly.
After exchanging hugs with the others there, she sat down on her father's lap.
"Did you get me a pony daddy?" she asked excitedly.
Chandler smiled, "Maybe. Maybe not."
Melissa grinned, "I like those odds!"
With that she scrambled off her father's lap and ran back upstairs.
Monica shook her head remorsefully, "Our kids are gonna have your sense of humor, aren't they?"
"I feel sorry for them," Joey remarked.
"Thanks," Chandler replied sarcastically.
"Why did you tell her that you might have bought her a pony, when you didn't?" Rachel asked.
"Because I bought her a toy pony."
"Ooo…" Phoebe stated, "Devious."
"I know."
Joey began fidgeting in his seat. "Can we open presents yet?" Joey whined.
Monica patted Joey's arm, "Yes Joey." Then she called up the stairs, "We're opening presents now! Uncle Joey's getting restless."
Carly came downstairs and handed Joey a doll, "You can play with my doll if you're bored," she offered sweetly.
"Well thank you," Joey said and kissed her cheek, "She's so much nicer than you two," he stated, pointing to Monica and Chandler.
After the presents were opened and once Melissa stopped screaming about not getting a real pony, Monica began packing her kids' bags.
"Ok, Carly, Melissa, and Corey are all going with Aunt Rachel and Uncle Ross," she told them as she handed Ross all the bags. He struggled to carry them all out of the house, and tripped on the way.
The kids began to laugh, and Ross dashed out of the house, embarrassed.
Chandler placed Matthew in Joey arms as Phoebe carried out his stuff.
"Thank God he's asleep!" she praised as the two left the house.
Chandler turned to Monica and smiled. "We're finally alone."
"Yes we are."
"Would you care to dance?" Chandler asked as he turned on a slow song.
"Sure. Wow Mr. Bing, you're just as charming as the day I met you."
"You mean Thanksgiving 88'?"
"Ok, never mind that. You're just as charming as… Ok, this is hard, I give up."
He smiled and kissed her. "I know what you mean."
"We've sure spent enough time together to understand each other."
"Mmm hmm…" he answered, his face buried in her hair, "You're hair smells so good."
"I'm glad you like it. It's not the only part of me that smells so good," she informed him seductively.
Chandler moved his face towards her neck, "Mmm…your neck smells good, too."
He began to kiss and nibble at her neck, when the phone rang.
"Ignore it," Chandler told her, not stopping.
Monica looked up worried, "But what if something's wrong with the kids?"
Chandler pulled away, "Ok, go answer it. You'll worry the entire time if you don't."
"Thank you!" she replied and kissed him quickly before grabbing the phone.
An hour later, Monica got off the phone with Carly, who was crying because she homesick. She looked over at Chandler, who was sitting on the sofa, drifting into sleep. Monica climbed into his lap, and he opened his eyes.
"So, you have any of that energy left for me?"
"I don't know…Matt might have used it all up." He smiled and then resumed kissing her neck. However, the phone rang again.
"Now what?" Chandler asked angrily.
Monica ignored him and answered the phone. Once Monica bribed Matthew into being good for the rest of the night, she looked back towards Chandler.
"How'd he wake up?" he complained.
"Joey," she answered simply as she began to climb back on top of Chandler.
"I see," he moved away from her, "One minute!" Quickly Chandler took the phone off the hook.
"Anything will have to wait for an hour or so. They know how to deal with the kids."
Normally Monica would've protested, but she was too busy concentrating on how Chandler was touching her. He then lifted her up and carried her to their room.
"Finally!" he praised as he dropped Monica on the bed and got on top of her.
When it was all over, Chandler turned on his side groggily, and glanced at the clock. It was 11:59 PM.
"Merry Christmas Mrs. Bing," he wished her as she was drifted off to sleep in his arms.
"Merry Christmas Mr. Bing," she answered sleepily as she snuggled closer to him.
Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the front door. Chandler grabbed his robe and put it on, carefully making his way downstairs. Monica followed him closely behind. Chandler glanced through the peephole, moaned, and opened the door. Phoebe and Joey were standing there with Matt tightly grasped in their arms.
"Take him, take him!" Phoebe demanded.
Matthew ran past his parents, into the house.
Joey then informed them, "I will never have children!"
Monica and Chandler shared a look and closed the door. They then both glanced at Matt, who just smiled innocently in return.
"My family," Chandler moaned as he picked up Matthew.
"But, I wouldn't exchange them for anything," Monica remarked.
"Me neither," Chandler admitted as the three walked up the stairs.
*sniff, sniff* It's over! *Grabs a tissue* Ok, I can do this! I hope you liked the epilogue and it sorta put an ending on the series. I dunno how it is though b/c it's my first epilogue ever. Well, this was also my first fan fic series, although I've done a few others while I worked on this. Wow, it's finally finished! I'm gonna miss it though…lol. Ok, anyways, enough of that rambling. I just want to add that I got the idea to make Matty run around naked was b/c my cousin used to that. Yeah, it was always a hoot and a half at their place… Anyway, he's older now, so he does other things. But he's a sweetie when he wants to be. Ok, anyways, thanks for reading this series! Please leave me a final review!:)
