Howdy! Thank you all so much for the great reviews!!
Oh, and also, the "something that Ross and Rachel needed to know", in the last chapter, is that someone (Charles Shepard) got killed on the camping ground. (Lol, almost wrote "kissed" instead of killed =D) Just to get that clear. Anyway, here's the third chapter! Enjoy!
Bad Company Chapter 3: Anticipation
"I can't believe it," Ross stated. He had his arm around Rachel, and they were standing with the whole gang plus the campground's owner. It was around nine a.m. and Mr. Binder had just re-explained the situation to Ross and Rachel, having already described it to the rest.
The sun shone brightly, but barely seeped through the full branches overhead, and birds were chirping happily. The day did not seem fitting at all to what had happened just twelve hours ago.
Monica suddenly departed from the group, heading to the area behind their tents. Chandler noticed and followed her, lightly touching her arm, causing her to turn around.
"Are you okay?"
Monica nodded slightly and looked down at the ground. "I think so, it's just . . . someone was killed, Chandler! We're not gonna stay here, are we?"
"I don't think so. I mean, personally, I don't think it would be a good idea, but . . ."
He was interrupted by Phoebe, who had just walked up.
"Hey you guys."
"Hey Pheebs," Monica replied.
"So we'd better get packing, right?" Phoebe acted her cheerful self, but Chandler knew she was disappointed. He paused, then agreed and led Monica back to their tents.
After going back to his office, Clark Binder was staring out of a window at the six campers who now seemed to be getting ready to leave. He couldn't let them do that. Not only because he needed the income, but also because he liked the looks of the dark haired woman. He was pretty sure she was married to one of the men, but he could fix that problem.
He thought for a minute, and a evil plan entered his mind. He then exited his cabin, heading back to the group of campers.
"I just received a call," he said, raising his voice so that they could hear him clearly as he approached. "You can stay."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The next day, 3pm
After being informed that the criminal who had murdered the man on the campground had been caught, the friends had decided to stay. Having only five days remaining on their vacation, they were determined to have a good time.
It was Joey who had suggested a hike to explore the campground's property, and everyone quickly agreed it sounded like fun. It was another beautiful day in the small town of Braymen, and there was a cool breeze to accommodate for the slightly warm weather. Once in a while they caught a glance of a squirrel or two scurrying up a tree, frightened by the strangers.
They were walking in a single file. Joey was busy investigating any obstacles in his path, and everyone else was just enjoying the exercise and fresh air.
Phoebe jogged up to Ross, who was in the lead, and said, "So Ross, since you are this huge paleontologist guy, what exactly was the first squirrel ever to walk the face of the earth?"
Ross looked at her, debating whether or not she was serious or just mocking him. He finally said, "You sure you wanna hear this? If evolution and gravity are hard for you to digest, this may give you a hernia."
Phoebe nodded eagerly and said, "Why would I ask?"
While Ross started explaining what exactly was the first mammal, Monica was in the middle of an argument with Chandler about what they should do if they ran into a black bear when she got the feeling she was being watched. A small movement from the corner of her eye caught her attention, but when she looked in that direction, nothing was there but woods.
When she stopped abruptly in mid-sentence to look at something, Chandler said, "What was it?"
"I'm not sure, probably nothing."
As they continued walking, the opposite of nothing kept pace with them, ducking behind trees in case one of the campers looked back and caught site of him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Same day, 10pm
Monica snuggled closely up to Chandler in their tent. "Isn't this great?"
"Yeah, it is," Chandler replied.
"Do you know what would be even better?"
"If there were cleaning supplies and a huge dirty house located nearby?"
"What?" Monica looked at him quizzically.
"Nothing. What would be even better?"
"If this is where we made a baby."
Chandler sighed, sitting up. He smiled slightly, "Somehow I knew that was coming."
Monica sat up also, an eager look on her face. "Really! Think about it. Wouldn't it be a great story to tell our kid someday?"
"Um . . . we're not gonna tell him the details, are we?"
Monica slapped his arm lightly, "No, of course not!"
"Alright, well, if that's how it's gonna be . . ." Chandler began kissing her, gently pushing her back into a laying position. Monica wrapped an arm around the back of his neck and kissed back. When Chandler moved his kisses down to her neck, Monica smiled, anticipating what was to come.
Meanwhile, in the office, someone else was doing some anticipating of their own, as he carefully planned out the events for the days ahead. He grinned slyly and moved to his window, his eyes wandering to the four tents located outside.
The neon lights go flashing by
Electric land is in my eyes
The underworld is on the move
And everybody's got something to prove
The taxi driver delivers the news
Somebody out there has blown a fuse
We're passing the scene, a man is dead
A thirty eight blew away his head
A jolt of lightning sets me back a pace
Feel like a visitor from outer space
Please excuse me if I don't quite understand
I'm just a stranger in electric land
Willing to have a good time
You live for the moment, the moment is fine
You're up in your room, the lights are low
Before you know it's time for the show
A jolt of lightning sets me back a pace
Feel like a visitor from outer space
Please excuse me if I don't quite understand
I'm just a stranger in electric land
~ "Electric Land" by Bad Company
So I hope you all enjoyed Chapter 3! I know I turned it into a bit of a song fic, but I promise I won't do that too much. Not that song fics are bad, it's just I hadn't planned on making this one. And in case you're wondering, yes, I am a fan of Bad Company, the band. =)
Anyway, please review and let me know if you're still following and/or are interested in hearing more. Thanks!
Oh, and also, the "something that Ross and Rachel needed to know", in the last chapter, is that someone (Charles Shepard) got killed on the camping ground. (Lol, almost wrote "kissed" instead of killed =D) Just to get that clear. Anyway, here's the third chapter! Enjoy!
Bad Company Chapter 3: Anticipation
"I can't believe it," Ross stated. He had his arm around Rachel, and they were standing with the whole gang plus the campground's owner. It was around nine a.m. and Mr. Binder had just re-explained the situation to Ross and Rachel, having already described it to the rest.
The sun shone brightly, but barely seeped through the full branches overhead, and birds were chirping happily. The day did not seem fitting at all to what had happened just twelve hours ago.
Monica suddenly departed from the group, heading to the area behind their tents. Chandler noticed and followed her, lightly touching her arm, causing her to turn around.
"Are you okay?"
Monica nodded slightly and looked down at the ground. "I think so, it's just . . . someone was killed, Chandler! We're not gonna stay here, are we?"
"I don't think so. I mean, personally, I don't think it would be a good idea, but . . ."
He was interrupted by Phoebe, who had just walked up.
"Hey you guys."
"Hey Pheebs," Monica replied.
"So we'd better get packing, right?" Phoebe acted her cheerful self, but Chandler knew she was disappointed. He paused, then agreed and led Monica back to their tents.
After going back to his office, Clark Binder was staring out of a window at the six campers who now seemed to be getting ready to leave. He couldn't let them do that. Not only because he needed the income, but also because he liked the looks of the dark haired woman. He was pretty sure she was married to one of the men, but he could fix that problem.
He thought for a minute, and a evil plan entered his mind. He then exited his cabin, heading back to the group of campers.
"I just received a call," he said, raising his voice so that they could hear him clearly as he approached. "You can stay."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The next day, 3pm
After being informed that the criminal who had murdered the man on the campground had been caught, the friends had decided to stay. Having only five days remaining on their vacation, they were determined to have a good time.
It was Joey who had suggested a hike to explore the campground's property, and everyone quickly agreed it sounded like fun. It was another beautiful day in the small town of Braymen, and there was a cool breeze to accommodate for the slightly warm weather. Once in a while they caught a glance of a squirrel or two scurrying up a tree, frightened by the strangers.
They were walking in a single file. Joey was busy investigating any obstacles in his path, and everyone else was just enjoying the exercise and fresh air.
Phoebe jogged up to Ross, who was in the lead, and said, "So Ross, since you are this huge paleontologist guy, what exactly was the first squirrel ever to walk the face of the earth?"
Ross looked at her, debating whether or not she was serious or just mocking him. He finally said, "You sure you wanna hear this? If evolution and gravity are hard for you to digest, this may give you a hernia."
Phoebe nodded eagerly and said, "Why would I ask?"
While Ross started explaining what exactly was the first mammal, Monica was in the middle of an argument with Chandler about what they should do if they ran into a black bear when she got the feeling she was being watched. A small movement from the corner of her eye caught her attention, but when she looked in that direction, nothing was there but woods.
When she stopped abruptly in mid-sentence to look at something, Chandler said, "What was it?"
"I'm not sure, probably nothing."
As they continued walking, the opposite of nothing kept pace with them, ducking behind trees in case one of the campers looked back and caught site of him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Same day, 10pm
Monica snuggled closely up to Chandler in their tent. "Isn't this great?"
"Yeah, it is," Chandler replied.
"Do you know what would be even better?"
"If there were cleaning supplies and a huge dirty house located nearby?"
"What?" Monica looked at him quizzically.
"Nothing. What would be even better?"
"If this is where we made a baby."
Chandler sighed, sitting up. He smiled slightly, "Somehow I knew that was coming."
Monica sat up also, an eager look on her face. "Really! Think about it. Wouldn't it be a great story to tell our kid someday?"
"Um . . . we're not gonna tell him the details, are we?"
Monica slapped his arm lightly, "No, of course not!"
"Alright, well, if that's how it's gonna be . . ." Chandler began kissing her, gently pushing her back into a laying position. Monica wrapped an arm around the back of his neck and kissed back. When Chandler moved his kisses down to her neck, Monica smiled, anticipating what was to come.
Meanwhile, in the office, someone else was doing some anticipating of their own, as he carefully planned out the events for the days ahead. He grinned slyly and moved to his window, his eyes wandering to the four tents located outside.
The neon lights go flashing by
Electric land is in my eyes
The underworld is on the move
And everybody's got something to prove
The taxi driver delivers the news
Somebody out there has blown a fuse
We're passing the scene, a man is dead
A thirty eight blew away his head
A jolt of lightning sets me back a pace
Feel like a visitor from outer space
Please excuse me if I don't quite understand
I'm just a stranger in electric land
Willing to have a good time
You live for the moment, the moment is fine
You're up in your room, the lights are low
Before you know it's time for the show
A jolt of lightning sets me back a pace
Feel like a visitor from outer space
Please excuse me if I don't quite understand
I'm just a stranger in electric land
~ "Electric Land" by Bad Company
So I hope you all enjoyed Chapter 3! I know I turned it into a bit of a song fic, but I promise I won't do that too much. Not that song fics are bad, it's just I hadn't planned on making this one. And in case you're wondering, yes, I am a fan of Bad Company, the band. =)
Anyway, please review and let me know if you're still following and/or are interested in hearing more. Thanks!