The next few chapters will be about the friends finding out and their
reactions... stay tuned!!!
Disclaimer: Seeing as how I never received the "Friends" characters as a X-Mas present last year, I do not own/have any association with/know anyone on the show so this is pure fiction, out of my own twisted imagination, and I do own the stories though. After my lecture, en-joey!!!
One week later
Chandler walked into Monica and Rachel's apartment and smiled when he saw it was only her sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a steaming cup of coffee.
"Hey, are you supposed to be drinking coffee? I thought it was like, against the rules," he grinned smugly, pulling up a chair beside her.
"Decaf. Quite possibly the worst thing I've ever tasted."
"So why are you drinking it then?"
"Well I always have a cup of coffee in the morning... I think if I didn't Rachel would notice and question me on it."
"So you didn't tell her?"
"No. Do you want to?"
"What?! No way!" Chandler laughed, noticing the already poured cup of coffee that sat on the table before him.
"Is this for me?" Monica nodded and he grinned, bringing the mug up to his mouth.
"Is it regular?"
"Yeah."
"Thank God," he muttered and took a big gulp. She rolled her eyes and sighed. Rachel came out of her bedroom and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, walking to the kitchen and plopping down in a chair with a yawn.
"Mornin' Rach," he said with a smile.
"Hey guys," Rachel said, reaching for a blueberry muffin on the table. Chandler looked at Monica and nodded his head toward Rachel who wasn't even looking at the two. Monica shook her head and mouthed 'no' to him and he frowned, looking at her roommate with an evil gleam in his eyes.
"Hey Rach-"
"No!" Monica yelled. Rachel looked up suddenly, startled from the sudden outburst from Monica. She looked at her then to Chandler before back at Monica.
"Yeah?"
"Uhm... Oh man... Uhm Rach... I'm kind of... uhm... pregnant." Rachel dropped the muffin and squealed, a smile spreading over her face.
"Monica! Really? Oh my God! I'm so happy for you! When? How- Who's the father?" she asked and Monica waited for her to take a breath before she answered. Chandler grinned to himself and when Monica glanced at him he nodded.
"See? Told you."
"Wait! You knew?" Rachel asked suddenly.
"Yeah well-"
"He's kind of the father," Monica said. Rachel's smile faded and she looked at Chandler.
"What?!"
"I'm the father."
"You?! How? You hate him!" she yelled at Monica, unsure of where it was going.
"No I don't!"
"No she doesn't!"
"Why would you think I hate him?" Monica asked, defending Chandler. He sunk into his chair, shocked that Rachel would say that.
"Thanksgiving... When he called you fat, remember?"
"You heard that?!" Chandler yelled.
"Why do you think I all of a sudden got skinny?"
"Why are we arguing? This is kinda more important than that!"
"All right! Sorry," Monica muttered. Rachel's jaw dropped and she pointed to the both of them.
"What the hell is going on?"
"You know when we threw the party for Pheebs?" Chandler asked. Rachel nodded and he continued on.
"Well Monica and I got a little drunk-"
"A little?" she interrupted.
"A LOT drunk... and had... unprotected sex and she just found out she was pregnant."
"Oh my God. Are you okay with this?"
"Yeah. I've wanted a baby for years and Chandler is fine with the whole baby thing." Rachel looked shocked and stared at Chandler.
"You? You're okay with this?"
"Yeah. I'm excited. I get to be a dad," he smiled happily. Rachel looked at Monica and she was filled with excitement for the two of them suddenly.
"Oh wow Mon... Oh you're going to be a mom!"
"I know!" Monica laughed. Rachel hugged her tightly and wiped away the tears forming in her eyes.
"Oh you're going to make a great mom hun. And Chandler isn't freaking out! He's doing great!"
"Yes I am quite proud of myself." Rachel pulled back from h?"er hug and smiled, holding Monica's hands in hers.
"How far along are you?"
"Five weeks."
"Oh my God! Phoebe's five we... Oh right, same night. Gottit."
"And you picked up on that faster than Joey. Gold star for Rachel!" Chandler laughed.
"Have you been to the doctors yet?"
"No not yet. I had an appointment but canceled it because I thought I was sick... But I'm not," Monica grinned. Rachel noticed she glowed with happiness and gleamed when she smiled.
"Oh this is so great... Who else knows?"
"You and Joey," Monica said.
"Don't tell Ross please. There's a chance he might not take this well," Chandler said. Rachel nodded.
"Won't tell a soul."
Disclaimer: Seeing as how I never received the "Friends" characters as a X-Mas present last year, I do not own/have any association with/know anyone on the show so this is pure fiction, out of my own twisted imagination, and I do own the stories though. After my lecture, en-joey!!!
One week later
Chandler walked into Monica and Rachel's apartment and smiled when he saw it was only her sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a steaming cup of coffee.
"Hey, are you supposed to be drinking coffee? I thought it was like, against the rules," he grinned smugly, pulling up a chair beside her.
"Decaf. Quite possibly the worst thing I've ever tasted."
"So why are you drinking it then?"
"Well I always have a cup of coffee in the morning... I think if I didn't Rachel would notice and question me on it."
"So you didn't tell her?"
"No. Do you want to?"
"What?! No way!" Chandler laughed, noticing the already poured cup of coffee that sat on the table before him.
"Is this for me?" Monica nodded and he grinned, bringing the mug up to his mouth.
"Is it regular?"
"Yeah."
"Thank God," he muttered and took a big gulp. She rolled her eyes and sighed. Rachel came out of her bedroom and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, walking to the kitchen and plopping down in a chair with a yawn.
"Mornin' Rach," he said with a smile.
"Hey guys," Rachel said, reaching for a blueberry muffin on the table. Chandler looked at Monica and nodded his head toward Rachel who wasn't even looking at the two. Monica shook her head and mouthed 'no' to him and he frowned, looking at her roommate with an evil gleam in his eyes.
"Hey Rach-"
"No!" Monica yelled. Rachel looked up suddenly, startled from the sudden outburst from Monica. She looked at her then to Chandler before back at Monica.
"Yeah?"
"Uhm... Oh man... Uhm Rach... I'm kind of... uhm... pregnant." Rachel dropped the muffin and squealed, a smile spreading over her face.
"Monica! Really? Oh my God! I'm so happy for you! When? How- Who's the father?" she asked and Monica waited for her to take a breath before she answered. Chandler grinned to himself and when Monica glanced at him he nodded.
"See? Told you."
"Wait! You knew?" Rachel asked suddenly.
"Yeah well-"
"He's kind of the father," Monica said. Rachel's smile faded and she looked at Chandler.
"What?!"
"I'm the father."
"You?! How? You hate him!" she yelled at Monica, unsure of where it was going.
"No I don't!"
"No she doesn't!"
"Why would you think I hate him?" Monica asked, defending Chandler. He sunk into his chair, shocked that Rachel would say that.
"Thanksgiving... When he called you fat, remember?"
"You heard that?!" Chandler yelled.
"Why do you think I all of a sudden got skinny?"
"Why are we arguing? This is kinda more important than that!"
"All right! Sorry," Monica muttered. Rachel's jaw dropped and she pointed to the both of them.
"What the hell is going on?"
"You know when we threw the party for Pheebs?" Chandler asked. Rachel nodded and he continued on.
"Well Monica and I got a little drunk-"
"A little?" she interrupted.
"A LOT drunk... and had... unprotected sex and she just found out she was pregnant."
"Oh my God. Are you okay with this?"
"Yeah. I've wanted a baby for years and Chandler is fine with the whole baby thing." Rachel looked shocked and stared at Chandler.
"You? You're okay with this?"
"Yeah. I'm excited. I get to be a dad," he smiled happily. Rachel looked at Monica and she was filled with excitement for the two of them suddenly.
"Oh wow Mon... Oh you're going to be a mom!"
"I know!" Monica laughed. Rachel hugged her tightly and wiped away the tears forming in her eyes.
"Oh you're going to make a great mom hun. And Chandler isn't freaking out! He's doing great!"
"Yes I am quite proud of myself." Rachel pulled back from h?"er hug and smiled, holding Monica's hands in hers.
"How far along are you?"
"Five weeks."
"Oh my God! Phoebe's five we... Oh right, same night. Gottit."
"And you picked up on that faster than Joey. Gold star for Rachel!" Chandler laughed.
"Have you been to the doctors yet?"
"No not yet. I had an appointment but canceled it because I thought I was sick... But I'm not," Monica grinned. Rachel noticed she glowed with happiness and gleamed when she smiled.
"Oh this is so great... Who else knows?"
"You and Joey," Monica said.
"Don't tell Ross please. There's a chance he might not take this well," Chandler said. Rachel nodded.
"Won't tell a soul."