Desperate Times and Desperate Measures.
"Hey everybody! This is my newest fic, and it's a Mondler. Tee hee hee. I hope everyone likes it, and PLEASE RnR!! I really want a lot of reviews on this one. In order for this fic to work here's the scoop: Monica hasn't seen her family, including Ross in years. She hasn't seen Rachel since a brief meeting in the coffee house. She doesn't know Phoebe, but Joey and Chandler live across the hall. Got it? Oh! And no one other than Joey and Monica know Chandler. Okay? Let the show begin!
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Monica Geller had always been second choice. In her family, she was second to her older and much more cherished brother, Ross. She swore her parents loved him more. They made sure that he went to college. They would beam about him and his science trophies. She was second choice when it came to friends. In high school, her best friend, Rachel, was the popular one. The pretty one. In relationships, she was never properly appreciated. Her best relationship was with an alcoholic whom she referred to as "Fun Bobby." Monica was alone. She had no one.
Though Monica had one guilty pleasure: Chad. He was the perfect boyfriend despite one trait: He wasn't real.
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The phone rang for the fiftieth time. Monica knew that the only two people who it could be were the two people who would never get the hint to hang up. Her mother, or a bill collector. Monica finally gave in and picked up the phone, making sure not to lose the frustration in her voice.
"Hello?" Monica said gritting her teeth.
"Don't take that tone with me." The voice scolded back.
"Hello, Mother." Monica sighed, close to hanging up. However, Judy hadn't lectured her for weeks, so she stuck the phone between her shoulder and her ear as she sorted through her dirty clothes. "What is it this time?" She asked.
"Has your brother called you with the wonderful news yet?" Judy beamed. Monica rolled her eyes.
"I don't know. Some lunatic has been calling non-stop for the past 15 minutes. Maybe he couldn't get through." Monica said in mockery. There was a pause on the other end and Monica smiled. "You there, mom?" She asked.
"Uh, yes. Anywho-" Judy went on. Monica laughed inside. "When are you going to come and visit me? I haven't seen you for over two years!" Judy said. "I miss you. Your father misses you. Ross said he hasn't seen you in ages either honey!" There was a pause only long enough for a gasp. "Are you pregnant?" Judy asked.
"No, in order to be pregnant, you need a man." Monica said.
"You have Chad. How is it going with you two?" Judy asked teasingly. "Do I hear wedding bells?"
"I don't know, ma, you're always hearing things." Monica snipped. "And Chad's so busy." She added on in a desperate lie.
"Well, you tell him I'm dying to meet him." Judy said. "I'll see you soon, bye Mon." And the dial tone comforted Monica's ears.
Monica stared at the phone. "I'll see you soon?" What did she mean by that? Monica shrugged it off, leaving her apartment for the laundry room.
Monica thought about Chad. There was a reason why Monica's mother never met Chad. Simply because, after years and years of Judy complaining about Monica never having a steady relationship, Monica decided to ease her mother's worrying and creating the ideal guy. It was just sort of a slip up one day and within that week, the whole family knew about Monica's "boyfriend."
"Hey, Mon." A man said as she passed him on her way down the stairs.
"Oh, Hey Chandler. Good morning." Monica greeted back. He flashed her a wide smile and fidgeted with his keys.
"Thanks, same to you." He beamed. Monica continued.
Monica had a little secret; she had based Chad off of Chandler. He was a really great guy and friend. Not to mention, he was really good looking. She was just sad that nothing had ever progressed past that.
Oh well, she had only a few quarters, and a lot of laundry left to do.
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"Coming!" Monica yelled, wrapping her robe around herself after the loud knocks at the door. She opened it, surprised to see Chandler. "Uh, hi." She smiled. She watched his eyes. She noticed them looking at her dripping hair and small figure. "What can I do for you?" She asked. Chandler smiled.
"I would be eternally in your dept if I could just borrow a few beers." He joked. Monica laughed, flirting back.
"Eternally?" She asked.
"Eternally. Anything you could ever need, I will give you if you just give me three or four beers." He said. Monica pretended to ponder this, and then grabbed the a few beers from the fridge.
"Here you go. You owe me." She joked. Chandler nodded.
"That I do. I'll, uh, I'll see you later." He said before turning.
"Okay, bye." Monica said, leaning against the door dramatically. As soon as it was shut, the phone began ringing again. Monica sighed as she picked it up.
"Hello?" She droned.
"Monica? Hi! It's Ross!" Ross said excitedly.
"Oh my God, Ross? How are you?" Monica asked. She had to admit she was pretty happy to hear from him. "What's going on?" She added.
"Oh, God, Mon! I wanted to tell you in person, but I'm too happy! I'm getting married." He said. Monica leaned against her counter for support.
"Oh?" She said. "I'm so happy for you! Who's the lucky girl?" Monica asked.
"Do you remember Rachel Green?" Ross asked. Monica choked.
"Ra-Rachel Green? Do I ever! But how did it, how did you?" Monica stammered.
"It's a long story. Anyways, We are getting married this weekend." He added.
"Wow that's...soon."
"We've been engaged for a year, and we dated for a year, and after putting it off we just decided to get it over with." He said matter-of- factly.
"Oh, well, of course." Monica said sarcastically.
"Mon, I miss you. I really want you to be there. Rachel even has a surprise for you." Ross said. Monica felt her heart pump.
"It's my brother and one of my best friends, of course I'll go." Monica agreed.
"Okay! Get down here tomorrow. I'll pay you back for your plane tickets."
"Tickets? As in plural?" Monica asked nervously.
"Well don't forget Chad! I want him to be one of my groomsmen." Ross said happily.
"What? You've never even met Chad!" Monica shouted.
"Well, he's made you so happy. I want him to be a groomsman. Plus, everyone is dying to meet him!" Ross said. "Anyways, we're having it at her father's beach house in Ventura, California." Ross added. "So you'd better get packing!"
"Are you going to pick me- uh, us up?"
"Yeah, LAX. Just tell me when you get in. Rach and I will be there." He said. Monica could tell he was smiling. "I love you, Mon. I'll see you soon."
Monica hung up her phone in a daze. She couldn't believe this was happening. She couldn't say Chad couldn't make it! Her family would be suspicious. And Monica couldn't NOT go! It was her brother's wedding day! Suddenly, Monica got a good idea.
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"Monica, what are you doing here?" Chandler asked confused as Monica stood across from him. Her eyes held desperation. He could sense this. Monica smiled.
"You know how you borrowed those beers?" She asked. Chandler nodded. "Well, I need a favor."
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO
"Hey everybody! This is my newest fic, and it's a Mondler. Tee hee hee. I hope everyone likes it, and PLEASE RnR!! I really want a lot of reviews on this one. In order for this fic to work here's the scoop: Monica hasn't seen her family, including Ross in years. She hasn't seen Rachel since a brief meeting in the coffee house. She doesn't know Phoebe, but Joey and Chandler live across the hall. Got it? Oh! And no one other than Joey and Monica know Chandler. Okay? Let the show begin!
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Monica Geller had always been second choice. In her family, she was second to her older and much more cherished brother, Ross. She swore her parents loved him more. They made sure that he went to college. They would beam about him and his science trophies. She was second choice when it came to friends. In high school, her best friend, Rachel, was the popular one. The pretty one. In relationships, she was never properly appreciated. Her best relationship was with an alcoholic whom she referred to as "Fun Bobby." Monica was alone. She had no one.
Though Monica had one guilty pleasure: Chad. He was the perfect boyfriend despite one trait: He wasn't real.
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The phone rang for the fiftieth time. Monica knew that the only two people who it could be were the two people who would never get the hint to hang up. Her mother, or a bill collector. Monica finally gave in and picked up the phone, making sure not to lose the frustration in her voice.
"Hello?" Monica said gritting her teeth.
"Don't take that tone with me." The voice scolded back.
"Hello, Mother." Monica sighed, close to hanging up. However, Judy hadn't lectured her for weeks, so she stuck the phone between her shoulder and her ear as she sorted through her dirty clothes. "What is it this time?" She asked.
"Has your brother called you with the wonderful news yet?" Judy beamed. Monica rolled her eyes.
"I don't know. Some lunatic has been calling non-stop for the past 15 minutes. Maybe he couldn't get through." Monica said in mockery. There was a pause on the other end and Monica smiled. "You there, mom?" She asked.
"Uh, yes. Anywho-" Judy went on. Monica laughed inside. "When are you going to come and visit me? I haven't seen you for over two years!" Judy said. "I miss you. Your father misses you. Ross said he hasn't seen you in ages either honey!" There was a pause only long enough for a gasp. "Are you pregnant?" Judy asked.
"No, in order to be pregnant, you need a man." Monica said.
"You have Chad. How is it going with you two?" Judy asked teasingly. "Do I hear wedding bells?"
"I don't know, ma, you're always hearing things." Monica snipped. "And Chad's so busy." She added on in a desperate lie.
"Well, you tell him I'm dying to meet him." Judy said. "I'll see you soon, bye Mon." And the dial tone comforted Monica's ears.
Monica stared at the phone. "I'll see you soon?" What did she mean by that? Monica shrugged it off, leaving her apartment for the laundry room.
Monica thought about Chad. There was a reason why Monica's mother never met Chad. Simply because, after years and years of Judy complaining about Monica never having a steady relationship, Monica decided to ease her mother's worrying and creating the ideal guy. It was just sort of a slip up one day and within that week, the whole family knew about Monica's "boyfriend."
"Hey, Mon." A man said as she passed him on her way down the stairs.
"Oh, Hey Chandler. Good morning." Monica greeted back. He flashed her a wide smile and fidgeted with his keys.
"Thanks, same to you." He beamed. Monica continued.
Monica had a little secret; she had based Chad off of Chandler. He was a really great guy and friend. Not to mention, he was really good looking. She was just sad that nothing had ever progressed past that.
Oh well, she had only a few quarters, and a lot of laundry left to do.
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"Coming!" Monica yelled, wrapping her robe around herself after the loud knocks at the door. She opened it, surprised to see Chandler. "Uh, hi." She smiled. She watched his eyes. She noticed them looking at her dripping hair and small figure. "What can I do for you?" She asked. Chandler smiled.
"I would be eternally in your dept if I could just borrow a few beers." He joked. Monica laughed, flirting back.
"Eternally?" She asked.
"Eternally. Anything you could ever need, I will give you if you just give me three or four beers." He said. Monica pretended to ponder this, and then grabbed the a few beers from the fridge.
"Here you go. You owe me." She joked. Chandler nodded.
"That I do. I'll, uh, I'll see you later." He said before turning.
"Okay, bye." Monica said, leaning against the door dramatically. As soon as it was shut, the phone began ringing again. Monica sighed as she picked it up.
"Hello?" She droned.
"Monica? Hi! It's Ross!" Ross said excitedly.
"Oh my God, Ross? How are you?" Monica asked. She had to admit she was pretty happy to hear from him. "What's going on?" She added.
"Oh, God, Mon! I wanted to tell you in person, but I'm too happy! I'm getting married." He said. Monica leaned against her counter for support.
"Oh?" She said. "I'm so happy for you! Who's the lucky girl?" Monica asked.
"Do you remember Rachel Green?" Ross asked. Monica choked.
"Ra-Rachel Green? Do I ever! But how did it, how did you?" Monica stammered.
"It's a long story. Anyways, We are getting married this weekend." He added.
"Wow that's...soon."
"We've been engaged for a year, and we dated for a year, and after putting it off we just decided to get it over with." He said matter-of- factly.
"Oh, well, of course." Monica said sarcastically.
"Mon, I miss you. I really want you to be there. Rachel even has a surprise for you." Ross said. Monica felt her heart pump.
"It's my brother and one of my best friends, of course I'll go." Monica agreed.
"Okay! Get down here tomorrow. I'll pay you back for your plane tickets."
"Tickets? As in plural?" Monica asked nervously.
"Well don't forget Chad! I want him to be one of my groomsmen." Ross said happily.
"What? You've never even met Chad!" Monica shouted.
"Well, he's made you so happy. I want him to be a groomsman. Plus, everyone is dying to meet him!" Ross said. "Anyways, we're having it at her father's beach house in Ventura, California." Ross added. "So you'd better get packing!"
"Are you going to pick me- uh, us up?"
"Yeah, LAX. Just tell me when you get in. Rach and I will be there." He said. Monica could tell he was smiling. "I love you, Mon. I'll see you soon."
Monica hung up her phone in a daze. She couldn't believe this was happening. She couldn't say Chad couldn't make it! Her family would be suspicious. And Monica couldn't NOT go! It was her brother's wedding day! Suddenly, Monica got a good idea.
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"Monica, what are you doing here?" Chandler asked confused as Monica stood across from him. Her eyes held desperation. He could sense this. Monica smiled.
"You know how you borrowed those beers?" She asked. Chandler nodded. "Well, I need a favor."
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO