A/N: Okay. I'm so so so so sorry that I haven't updated in a LOOOOOOOOONG TIME. I WAS ON A BREAK!*giggle* I have been busy with school and I had lost my inspiration for a while. I have also been thinking about my next project as a fan fiction writer. Okay, this chapter is a Thanksgiving episode, and lots of things happen here.

My next project is Bright Lights. It is different then this and is an AU fanfic. And obviously, Joey and Rachel related. Don't judge the entire story by my first chapter. I wanted to say that here because more people had read this story then the other one.

And thanks to Rose for a detail, (or two) in this chapter.

Hope you all enjoy. Happy Thanksgiving...in the Friends world. From, Yours Truly. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------------

"I can't believe you didn't buy a turkey." Joey exclaimed to Monica.
"I'm sorry. I got all caught up with the wedding, that by the time I went to the store, they were all gone." Monica said, trying to explain.
"Now my turkey is having fun in someone elses stomach." Joey said.
"And by 'fun', he means being tossed around and being dissolved inside an endless amount of fluids." Chandler said, sitting on the couch, reading the daily newspaper.
"How can stores just run out of turkey on Thanksgiving?" Joey said, frustrated.
"Well, turkey just isn't something they use on Thanksgiving anymore, so they sell less of it." Chandler said, sarcastically.
"How do you know all of that?" Joey said, amazed.
Ross came in with a bottle of wine.
"Hey! Happy Thanksgiving!" Ross said, putting the wine bottle down. "Can't wait to eat some turkey." Rubbing his hands together.
"Nope! We're not having turkey." Joey said, angrily, with his hands on his hips.
"Why not?" Ross said, as he was taking off his coat.
"Because a certain someone had another thing to do, and now certain people, can't have a certain type of delicious animal for a certain holiday." Joey said.
"Are you certain about that?" Chandler said, looking over his shoulder on the couch.
"Listen, I'm sorry that I didn't get the turkey. But..." Monica said, her voice trailing off as she went to the stove. "I did get another type of turkey." Monica placed the other turkey on the table. Ross, Chandler, and Joey all stared at the turkey Monica bought home.
"What is it?" Ross asked.
"It's a vegetarian turkey called Quorn! A friend at work was telling me all about it. She said that it doesn't make you as sleepy as regular turkey does." Monica said.
"The turkey was eaten by vegetables." Chandler said.
"Turkey is turkey, and that is not turkey." Joey said
"Oh come on guys. Now Phoebe can join us." Monica said
"Join you for what?" Phoebe asked as she was entering the apartment.
"Oh. I brought home a vegetarian turkey for Thanksgiving."
"Oh! Really? I don't eat that."
"Why not? There are no meat products in it."
"I know, its just that, the vegetarian turkey has the same spirit and shape to it as a regular turkey does. If I eat it, I would feel like I am eating the turkey's spirit."
Rachel comes into the apartment.
"Hey Everyone!" Rachel says all happy.
"Hey Rach, would you eat a vegetarian turkey?" Monica said as she placed the turkey in the oven.
"Um, sure." Rachel said. "I have a question for you guys. Is it okay that Joel can come over for Thanksgiving?"
"Sure/not a problem." Everyone but Joey said.
'She's still going out with him?' Joey thought to himself. 'I can't deal with this, its like I have someone shoving vegetarian turkey down my throat.'
Joel walks in to the apartment.
"Joel you've met everyone. Oh! You haven't met Ross." Rachel said, bringing Joel over to Ross.
Ross starts taking out the silverware from the kitchen drawer, not looking at Joel.
"Ross?" Rachel said. "This is Joel."
Ross turns his head for a second. "Hi." Ross then turns around again, with a fork pointed directly at Joel. Rachel and Joel step back frightened. "Whoa! Sorry about that. Just practicing my drawing skills." Ross does a little gun trick with the fork and places it in his pocket swiftly. Rachel and Joel took a seat at the table.
"Ross, why are you stealing my silverware? It's bad enough that you keep taking my pink face cloths." Monica said.
Everyone looked at Ross.
"I was using it to clean off my watch." Ross said, as he walked towards the bathroom.
"So Phoebe, how is the psychic business going?" Joey asked, standing up from his seat at the table, trying to take his mind off of Rachel.
"It's going very good. In fact, I may have an easier way to contact spirits."
"Really? How?"
"Well, this guy gave me this remote control." Phoebe said, showing Joey the remote control.
"Uh, Pheebs, how is watching TV going to help you talk to spirits?" Joey asked.
"No, this remote control helps you figure out what people are thinking. All you do is point it at someon, hit the right button, and you can open up a whole new world of crazy, that only you can hear."
"Oh. So I could figure out whether or not someone ate my brownies yesterday?"
"Yes...but why would you want to do that?" Phoebe said, a little nervous, placing the remote control on the living room table. And walking into the guest room.
"Hey Joe, can you keep these desserts over at your place?" Monica said, handing Joey two apple pies, two chocolate pies, and one pumpkin pie.
Joey gave a little laugh.
"What?" Monica asked.
"That time again." Joey said, smiling.
"No it's not! I'll bet you!" Monica said, angrily.
"First of all, remember what happened last time we bet? And second of all....EWWW!" Joey said opening the door, and leaving.

Ross comes out of the bathroom, and sits down on the couch.
"You know, dinosaurs actually prefer to--"
"I've had one depressing Thanksgiving, Ross. I don't need another one." Chandler said, getting up from the couch, and going into his bedroom.
Ross picks up the remote control on the table. Ross tries to turn on the TV with the remote, but it won't go.
"Mon, your remote control isn't working." Ross said, trying to click it on.
"So switch the batteries." Monica said, taking out some silverware.
Ross goes over to the kitchen drawer to switch the batteries. Ross goes back to the couch and tries to turn the TV on again, but it won't go.
"Mon, it's still not going." Ross said frustrated.
"Ross, you're the scientist. You figure it out." Monica said.
"Fine I will!" Ross shouted. Ross kept pushing all the buttons and it wouldn't go.
Phoebe enters the room, and Ross hears a voice.
'Wow. I can't believe I can do that. I can make a new song using only the sound of my shoes.' Phoebes thoughts spoke out loud, and only being heard in Ross' head.
"Where is that voice coming from?" Ross said, confused.
Joey enters the apartment.
'Poor baby needs some loving. I wish I could be with him. Maybe I can help.' Phoebe's thoughts said out loud, and only being heard by Ross'.
"Oh my God!" Ross said, standing up excitedly.
'What's up with Ross? He hasn't been this excited since Playdoh made prehistoric dinosaur sets.' Phoebe's thoughts spoke.
Ross was never the one to like gossip, but her found something out that he couldn't pass up on. 'Phoebe likes Joey!' Ross thought. 'This is huge, this is exciting, this is so amazing...Why am I such a girl?" Ross thought.

Rachel and Joel have been talking to Monica, as she has been preparing dinner.
"You know, Mon? Joel is thinking about taking a job in Los Angeles. He was offered a job as the replacement for Dylan McDermott on 'The Practice.'" Rachel said, wrapping one arm around his back and the other on his chest.
"Uh huh. That's great." Monica said, not looking at them, standing in front of the stove, while stirring the turkey gravy. Rachel and Joel move out of the way.
"And I hope to make enough money to get my parents a house." Joel said, placing his arm around Rachel's waist.
"So happy for you, invite me over." Monica said, standing near the sink , mixing the mashed potatoes and yams at the same time. Rachel and Joel move away from the sink, and move towards the peninsula by the door.
"And I'd like to build a bar in the house, so if I get smashed, I can stumble onto my own couch." Joel said, smiling.
"Sounds fun." Monica said, carrying the biscuits towards the peninsula. Rachel and Joey stand by the table.
"And I'd like to buy lots of motorcycles and cars and boats--" Joel said.
"You know what's another form of transportation? Feet!" Monica said, pushing Rachel and Joel apart, as she places the turkey on the table. "Dinners ready!" Monica shouts.
Everyone takes a seat, and Chandler comes out of the bedroom.
Ross takes the bowl of mashed potatoes and starts to giggle towards Phoebe.
"What?"Phoebe said.
"Oh nothing." Ross said. Giggling again.
"Ross, its not funny to hog the mashed potatoes, man." Joey said.
"Oh sorry." Ross said, giving a smile.
Joey finished using the mashed potatoes and handed them to Phoebe, Phoebe gave Joey a little smile.
"Oh how cute." Ross said, to Phoebe.
"Hey Ross. Don't you have too much food on your plate? I mean, you wouldn't want to not fit in your hot pants." Chandler said.

"Hey Joey, can you pass me the yams?" Rachel said, to Joey. Joey passed her the yams.
'I can't believe that he's okay with this. Joel and me. Is it not plain to see that I am madly in love with him? That I'm in fact, dating someone like him? I swear, I could date the exact opposite person as him, and he would notice that more.' Rachel thought.
'Man this is so hard. I can't sit in the same room as him. He's with the woman I'm in love with. Does she not see me suffering?' Joey thought.

Monica looked around everyones plate and noticed that she is the only one who had taken a piece of the Quorns Roast.
"Why isn't anyone eating the turkey?" Monica said.
"Honey, its not turkey. It's like an ice sculpture of one of those swans. Only we have vegetables in the shape of a turkey." Chandler said.
"Sweetie, if you eat some of this turkey, I will..." Monica whispers something into his ear.
Chandler pauses, and then grabs some pieces of turkey and eats a piece.
"Wow. This ain't half bad!" Chandler said, munching loudly.
"Let me see." Joey said, taking a piece, and starts to eat it.
"Well?" Monica said.
"I don't know. Let me try another one." Joey said.
Everyone took a piece of meat. Everyone is really enjoying the turkey,except Phoebe
"This is the best fake meat ever!" Joel exclaimed.

After dinner everyone was waiting around to for dessert. Ross can still hear Phoebe's thoughts.
'I want to get close to him. And rub my massaging oil all over him in places my own thoughts can't discuss.' Phoebe's thoughts said.
"Okay I can't take this anymore." Ross said. standing up from the couch. Ross headed over to Joey, who was sitting at the kitchen table. "Hey, Joe, can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure." Joey said, Ross and Joey went over by the TV. "What's up?"
"Well....I think I know someone who has a crush on you." Ross said, happy to discuss it.
"Really? She does?" Joey said, completley extatic.
"You mean you know that she likes you?" Ross said.
"Yeah, I mean I can tell. Especially since I went to the psychic place with her."
"You've known that long? Why aren't you two together then?"
"Well, she's seeing someone else." Joey said, sadly.
"Phoebe is seeing someone?"
"Well--Phoebe? I wasn't talking about Phoebe."
"Then who were you talking about?" Ross said.
"Um....well...this girl I know at work."
"Oh."
"But, Phoebe likes me?" Joey asked
"Yeah, she kind of told me."
"Wow...what should I tell her?"
"Let her down easy. I mean, she seems to have been thinking about it alot." Ross said

A few minutes later, Joey approached Phoebe.
"Um, Phoebe, can I talk to you?" Joey said
"Okay." Phoebe said. They both walked towards the secret closet area.
"Phoebe, I don't know how to say this, but I know about your feelings."
"Really? It's obvious?"
"Well, not really, but I heard about it."
"Oh. Well, can you keep it a secret?"
"Um, Pheebs, the person you like in question is standing in this room."
"I know that. But can you keep it a secret."
"Pheebs, I heard that you like someone that is within 2 feet of you."

Phoebe looks at Joel sitting in the chair by the window.
"I don't like Joel. He's awfully attractive, but no."
"Phoebe, I heard that you like me."
"Oh. Well I don't like you.... I mean in that way."
"Oh...but you do like someone. So who is it?"
"Oh its this guy."
"What's his name?"
"Um....Riss."
"Riss?"
"Yeah, its short for Risstopher."
"So you don't like me?"
"No, sorry sweetie, I just don't think we'd mesh well."
"Me neither. I used to think so, but now that I heard you like guys with weird names, I don't see a chance."
"I know, but you'll get your chance with someone else."
'If only that someone else knew that too.' Joey thought.

Dessert was finally served a few minutes later.
Joey brought the pies over from his and Rachels place.
"Okay everyone. I know how all of you like regular milk with your coffee, but..." Monica said trailing off to the fridge. "I decided to by Soy milk for a change."
Everyone groaned.
"Phoebe, I thought you like soy milk." Monica said
"No, Soy milk has the same color as regular milk, and I'd feel weird drinking it." Phoebe said.
"I'm sorry guys, I thought it would be interesting for us to try something healthy." Monicasaid.
"I mean, Soy milk. 'Yo soy Soy milk.'" Chandler said.
"Chandler, if you drink some of it..." Monica whispered into Chandler's ear
"Bring on the fake milk!" Chandler exclaimed.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --- A/N: And thats Chapter 8.... I hope all of you like it. There wasn't much JnR in this one, but I promise a big chapter with them VERY SOON....And also, I don't know if you can tell a little relationship triangle about to begin..(If you don't, thats okay, I haven't fully developed it yet). Anyway, I appreciate reviews. SO THANKS! and I WAS ON A BREAK! *couldn't resist*