Thanks to my reviewers. Love ya guys. You made me feel so guilty for not updating sooner though. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry *takes breath * sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry… Ahem, anyway. I cut down on my plot a bit so I don't think this story will be too long now, maybe 3-5 more chapters or so. And it's supposed to be Tuesday (school day) but that would clash with the whole Monica being hung over thing, so we'll say that this particular Tuesday is a holiday of some sort, all right? Cause I don't want her to skip this particular day of school… anyway starting next chapter, it's gonna be more than one day per chappy all right? Ok, read on:
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Monica's eyes fluttered open. It took her a moment to realize where she was: lying on the sofa in the living room with Chandler sitting, asleep in the armchair beside her.
"Chandler?" She whispered, yet Chandler shuddered and woke up, looking around.
"Oh, Mon, you're up." He walked over to her, feeling her forehead. "You all right?"
"Fine. Chandler, yesterday… Did I—did we—" She tried to ask but couldn't.
"Yeah. Well, almost." Chandler knew what she was saying anyway.
"Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God." Monica repeated to herself. "No. This can't be happening. This can't—"
"Hey. Shh. It's ok." He bent down to her, his hand running through her hair and kissed her. It took her some time to react but Monica kissed him back. Then they broke off. The pounding pain in her forehead got lost somewhere along the way; so did just about the rest of the world. Slowly, he pulled away and Monica gave a disapproving groan. Chandler laughed. "I was thinking, you know… and, well, would you wanna go out with me?"
"Really?" Monica looked at him.
"Yeah…"
"Ok!" She suddenly almost jumped up, wide-awake but then groaned and lay back down from the pain in her temple as she did so. "Oww" she groaned, wincing and Chandler went to get her some Tylenol. 'We're gonna have a lot to explain once Ross wakes up', Chandler thought, shaking his head.
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Phoebe woke up, stretching and yawning. Light was shining brightly through the window. Joey had a two-bedroom apartment, the second bedroom was pretty much for no one; he was trying to get a roommate but never did. So any time that Phoebe came over, she slept in that spare room. She normally didn't like to wake up early but the noise from her open window woke her up multiple times and she couldn't sleep anymore. Groaning, Phoebe got up and went to the kitchen to find something to drink. Joey was still sleeping. Could have expected as much; he loved sleeping. Phoebe filled a big cup with ice-cold water and walked into Joey's room.
"Oh Joey!" She said softly. He murmured something and turned over in his bed, but didn't wake up. Smirking, Phoebe tried again, "Joey, wake up!" She said louder. Nothing. She walked closer so that she was standing right beside him and held the cup of water directly above his head. "WAKE UP!" She yelled before spilling the water onto his face. Joey jumped up in his bed; his eyes wide open.
"Wha—huh? —Pheebs? What—Hey come on!" He finally realized what had happened.
"Get up sleepy head." Phoebe half-yelled.
"But it's so early" Joey whined.
"It's 11:48!" She said in disbelief.
"Yeah! Exactly!" He said as if she was proving him right. Phoebe rolled her eyes.
"Just get up. Listen to us, we sound like an old married couple." She complained.
"Hey," Joey's expression brightened up, "you wanna—" He smirked at her and gestured, or tried to gesture, something suggestive with his hands.
Phoebe laughed and shook her head at him. "Oh you." She pinched his cheek and he looked at her weirdly. "We talked about this remember?" She said, almost sympathetically and jokingly at the same time.
"Yeah, yeah. Gotta try though, you know?" Joey said matter-of-factly.
"Just get up already."
"Get out first."
"No! Get up."
"Ok. But I'm naked." Joey smirked.
"And I'm out." Phoebe quickly left the room, closing the door behind her and going to make something to eat.
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Ross woke up late. It was almost noon. He quickly got up, took a shower, dressed and went downstairs. The Gellers hadn't come home yet, he noticed. However, Monica and Chandler were sitting at the table, chatting casually. He sat down on a chair between them (they were on different sides of the table).
"Morning."
"Hey Ross. You're up… um late." Monica said. Chandler just nodded to him.
"Yeah well. When'd you guys get up?"
"A few hours ago…" Chandler said vaguely. They'd been up since about 7 AM truthfully.
"Are we doing anything today?"
"Nah, just meeting Rachel, Joey and Phoebe at Central Perk again." Chandler answered. Ross's eyes glazed over at the thought of Rachel.
"Ok. Well I'm gonna go get something to eat." He left the room.
Knowing that nothing would be heard from the kitchen, Monica whispered to Chandler, "Think he suspects anything?"
"No I doubt it. You still got that headache?" He asked sympathetically. She nodded and winced slightly as she did so.
"It's better though. Chandler, what are we going to do? I mean, we can't just not tell anyone…" She continued whispering across the table.
"We won't not tell anyone… we just won't tell Ross." Chandler said like it was the easiest solution in the world.
"Oh yeah, that'll be easy. Let's see, I tell Rachel, which I will and you can't do anything to stop me," she added as Chandler started to open his mouth to protest. He immediately closed it. "Ok, and she's going out with him… one mention of either of us and she's gonna tell. I mean I love her, she's my best friend, but honestly, she's not that good at keeping secrets." Chandler nodded. "So what do we do?"
"I get we'll have to face Ross." Chandler said nervously.
"Yeah… it won't be that bad." Monica said unconvincingly. Just then Ross walked into the room.
"What are you two whispering about?"
"Just… our date Friday night." Chandler said, a little nervously. Ross was very protective of his sister, he knew.
"WHAT???" Yep, there's the yelling.
"Ross." Monica started and he turned his murderous stare to her. "Hey Ross." She said nervously. He kept staring.
"What do you mean, date?" Ross tried to sound casual.
"I mean… Chandler asked me out and I accepted." Monica said, suddenly getting brave.
"YOU DID WHAT??" He turned back to Chandler who winced and shrunk back in his seat. Not that anyone could blame him. Ross was very intimidating when he got mad. "You… YOU… I can't believe this. My little sister is going out with my best friend." He considered that for a moment.
"So? You're going out with my best friend!" Monica retorted.
"Wha—you—Don't bring Rachel into this now."
"Oh why not? It's the same situation. I'm happy for the two of you; why can't you be happy for us?" It ran in the family; Monica was perhaps even more intimidating when she wanted to be.
"I—I am…" Ross said unsurely. Now he was the one backing away.
"Oh please."
"Well I guess it's not that bad. I mean, at least I know him and all… Actually this is kinda great. My sister and my best friend! Aww" He hugged Chandler, who was stunned but hugged him back. Then he went and hugged Monica. Pulling away, he had a look of suspicion on his face. "Monica… have you been drinking??" And Monica shrunk back, suddenly wishing she knew how to turn invisible.
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Aah and finally we turn to Rachel. She's quite a sleepyhead, you know. Woke up the latest, at almost 1 PM! She had just enough time to get ready before going to meet the rest at Central Perk. Don't even have anything to write about her. Even if you want me to describe her showering, I won't. Get your sick mind out of there. OUT!
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Joey and Phoebe arrived at Central Perk first. They took their usual seats on the opposing armchairs and talked about various things until Rachel turned up about twenty minutes later.
"Hey you guys." She said cheerfully, sitting down on the couch after ordering an iced cappuccino.
"Hey Rach." Phoebe greeted cheerfully.
"How you doin'?" Joey smirked.
"Stop that." Rachel said after a pause.
"Sorry. Gotta try." He replied.
"So you two, you're not… romantically involved or anything?" That's been bugging Rachel for a while.
"Us? No!" Phoebe said, sounding as if the idea was ridiculous. "Why would you think that?" She added innocently.
"Well you do spend a lot of time together and all…"
"Oh no, we've been best friends for a while though, that's why." Just then, Monica, Chandler and Ross walked in. Ross was mumbling and yelling out things once in a while, to himself or to one of the other two. Monica was cowering beside Chandler, who was trying to look brave but still hid as far as he could from Ross. Ross, in general, looked like he was about to explode.
"Um hi." Rachel said uncertainly.
Ross looked at her, mumbled something incoherent and then shook his head and turned to the counter. Chandler and Monica waved slightly, looking a bit shaken up and sat down beside Rachel.
"So… what happened?" Rachel asked, looking over the two and Ross, who seemed to still be in a slightly insane stage.
"Umm well yesterday… I got kinda drunk… and told Chandler I liked him…" Monica said nervously.
"A lot." Chandler grinned.
Monica gave him an evil stare. "Anyway and then I woke up all hung over and Chandler kinda asked me out…" She said shyly.
"Hmm kinda?" Rachel asked.
Monica blushed. "So we're gonna go out on Friday!" She almost squeaked.
"Aww that's so great for you guys!" Rachel said, looking at the couple, who both blushed but smiled.
"Yeah! Aww you guys are so cute!" Phoebe added. Monica stared at her. "What?"
"Phoebe you were flirting with Chandler non-stop yesterday." Monica said angrily.
"I was not!" She sounded outraged.
"Uh yeah, you were." Rachel added.
"Oh my god, I was?" Phoebe put her hand over her mouth. "Oh… I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to." She said in all sincerity. "Great." She added bitterly in a sarcastic tone. "This always happens, you know."
"You didn't mean to?" Monica asked incredulously.
"Yeah I don't know how, I just… I'm sorry." She apologized again.
"Hey, you never flirted with me!" Joey whined.
"Really?" Phoebe asked. "Hey Joey." She added in a sexy tone and Joey smirked, looking flustered.
Monica and Chandler were watching the scene. Monica shrugged. "I believe her."
"Yeah me too." Chandler said.
Ross came over carrying a cup of strong coffee. He took a sip of it and spit it out. "What the hell is this?" He yelled at the cup, then rolled his eyes and turned back to the counter. A few minutes later he returned, with a cappuccino this time. He sat down beside Rachel.
"So Ross, how are you feeling?" She asked, concerned.
"Fine. Ok. I'm good. I'm better." Ross said quickly.
"Uh huh."
"No, no, I am. See? I'm good. I'm happy. We're still on for Friday right?" He asked Rachel suddenly.
"Of course." She sounded surprised. "Why wouldn't we be?"
"Oh no reason, no reason."
And the day went on as usual, pointlessly and far from normal, but nevertheless fun for the six of friends.
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Ok, um I apologize because this chapter is about NOTHING. I was planning for this to be the next day of school but that wouldn't work with Monica being drunk and all so the school day will be next chapter, so will be all days from Wednesday through Friday, meaning both Rachel and Ross's and Chandler and Monica's dates and the whole Mindy, Leana and Melanie fiasco. At least I updated. And you got a long chapter about, well, an ordinary day of the friends' kind. Please review kindly and take into consideration that the amount of time I take to update depends on the length and niceness of the reviews. Lol, just kidding (although it kinda does). Love ya guys! See ya next time, and I hope you liked this!
