This is going to be the last chapter, and I'm warning you, it's going to be
really, really short, because I just want it finished and done with. I hope
you like it, even though it may not be fantastic, and I'll start now!
(i don't own friends!! duh)
Phoebe and Joey moved into their new apartment and loved it. It had a gorgeous view, and was the answer to all their dreams. Phoebe was currently 1 week pregnant with their first child, and was loving pregnancy...so far. They had not spoken of Courtney ever since they saw her at the open house, and life was good.
"Good morning," says Phoebe.
"Morning," replies Joey, patting her stomach.
Phoebe's peaceful look suddenly turns sour and she runs off to the bathroom.
"Morning sickness," thinks Joey out loud.
8 months and 3 weeks later...
In the hospital, all of the F*R*I*E*N*D*S are anxiously awaiting Phoebe to give birth. She hadn't been in labour too long, it couldn't be more than 2 or 3 hours. Ross and Rachel had since hooked up, and Rachel had totally gotten over her "Joey" feelings, and she liked to forget about that part of her life. Monica and Chandler were still enjoying marriage, with no kids. Yet.
13 hours later...
Phoebe has finally given birth to...twins! A boy and a girl. Already, with their children just minutes old, Joey and Phoebe love them more than anything in the world, exept for each other. They have not decided on names yet, but that isn't important, as long as the kids are healthy.
"Aw, look," says Joey to Phoebe. Baby Girl Tribbiani had just grabbed Joey's thumb.
"Isn't that just the sweetest thing," Phoebe replies, teary-eyed. She looks down at Baby Boy Tribbiani and says,
"Hey Baby Boy. I'm you're mommy...that's you're daddy. We love you so much."
The next day...
Phoebe is still in the hospital, scanning a list of possible names...drafted by who else but Monica.
"Joey, what do you think of Yasmine for Baby Girl?" she asks.
Joey smiles at the Baywatch reference and replies,
"I love it. I think it really fits her, don't you think?"
"Yeah. I do," she says.
The rest of the gang enters the room, and Phoebe announces,
"Everybody, I'd like you to meet Yasmine."
Chandler immediatly looks over at Joey, and grins at the choice of name.
"Do you have any ideas for Baby Boy?" asks Rachel.
"I don't know, but I think just "Baby Boy" would be pretty cool," replies Phoebe.
"I dunno..." says Joey, "How about Rossler? You know, named after my best friends?"
Chandler and Ross smile.
"Rossler? It's got a ring to it...how 'bout instead of Yasmine...Monchel?" asks Phoebe, "You know, after my best friends?"
Monica and Rachel smile.
"Monchel? Do you want our child to be beat up?" asks Joey.
"No...then there's no way I'm naming Baby Boy Rossler!" exclaims Phoebe.
"Okay, I got it!" exclaims Monica, "For Baby Boy, I think you should definitely name him David."
"David..." Phoebe thinks out loud, "I like it. He sure does look like a David. What do you think?" she asks Joey.
"As long as you love it, I love it," he replies.
The end. It's over, and yeah. I hope it was a good story and you liked it. Now I'll be dramatic. Good bye. FOREVER!
Phoebe and Joey moved into their new apartment and loved it. It had a gorgeous view, and was the answer to all their dreams. Phoebe was currently 1 week pregnant with their first child, and was loving pregnancy...so far. They had not spoken of Courtney ever since they saw her at the open house, and life was good.
"Good morning," says Phoebe.
"Morning," replies Joey, patting her stomach.
Phoebe's peaceful look suddenly turns sour and she runs off to the bathroom.
"Morning sickness," thinks Joey out loud.
8 months and 3 weeks later...
In the hospital, all of the F*R*I*E*N*D*S are anxiously awaiting Phoebe to give birth. She hadn't been in labour too long, it couldn't be more than 2 or 3 hours. Ross and Rachel had since hooked up, and Rachel had totally gotten over her "Joey" feelings, and she liked to forget about that part of her life. Monica and Chandler were still enjoying marriage, with no kids. Yet.
13 hours later...
Phoebe has finally given birth to...twins! A boy and a girl. Already, with their children just minutes old, Joey and Phoebe love them more than anything in the world, exept for each other. They have not decided on names yet, but that isn't important, as long as the kids are healthy.
"Aw, look," says Joey to Phoebe. Baby Girl Tribbiani had just grabbed Joey's thumb.
"Isn't that just the sweetest thing," Phoebe replies, teary-eyed. She looks down at Baby Boy Tribbiani and says,
"Hey Baby Boy. I'm you're mommy...that's you're daddy. We love you so much."
The next day...
Phoebe is still in the hospital, scanning a list of possible names...drafted by who else but Monica.
"Joey, what do you think of Yasmine for Baby Girl?" she asks.
Joey smiles at the Baywatch reference and replies,
"I love it. I think it really fits her, don't you think?"
"Yeah. I do," she says.
The rest of the gang enters the room, and Phoebe announces,
"Everybody, I'd like you to meet Yasmine."
Chandler immediatly looks over at Joey, and grins at the choice of name.
"Do you have any ideas for Baby Boy?" asks Rachel.
"I don't know, but I think just "Baby Boy" would be pretty cool," replies Phoebe.
"I dunno..." says Joey, "How about Rossler? You know, named after my best friends?"
Chandler and Ross smile.
"Rossler? It's got a ring to it...how 'bout instead of Yasmine...Monchel?" asks Phoebe, "You know, after my best friends?"
Monica and Rachel smile.
"Monchel? Do you want our child to be beat up?" asks Joey.
"No...then there's no way I'm naming Baby Boy Rossler!" exclaims Phoebe.
"Okay, I got it!" exclaims Monica, "For Baby Boy, I think you should definitely name him David."
"David..." Phoebe thinks out loud, "I like it. He sure does look like a David. What do you think?" she asks Joey.
"As long as you love it, I love it," he replies.
The end. It's over, and yeah. I hope it was a good story and you liked it. Now I'll be dramatic. Good bye. FOREVER!