The idea came to me while I was trying to write stuff for TOW the Ride Along. This one will involve a lot of the same aspects as TOW the Ride Along, but they will end up being two entirely different stories so please read and review both. Thanks. -ash
It was an ordinary night. Chandler, Joey, Ross, Pheobe, Monica, and Rachel were all sitting around Monica's apartment as they usually do, hanging out and doing nothing in particular. They played some scrabble and some twister late into the night, when Joey realized that they ran out of food and beer.
"Monica, you've got nothing to eat up here.. or drink," exclaimed a distraught Joey. "What happened?"
"You ate it all," said Monica sarcastically before returning to her scrabbled game with Ross and Pheobe.
"Aww no, now there's no food, cause there hasn't been food in our place for weeks," said Joey still vainly searching the refrigerator in hopes that something eatable might appear besides fruit, vegetables, and condiments.
"It's ok Joe, they do have what we call the food store." said Chandler smiling as he made another joke at Joey's expense.
"Chandler, it's like 2 in the morning, nothing is open now, and I kinda don't have any money."
"Joey, how long have you lived here, there's the 24 hour mart like 3 blocks over.
And don't I always give you money?"
"There's store that sells food that's open 24 hours a day and no one ever told me?" asked Joey who was upset and excited at the same time. Chandler stood in front of Joey not saying a word, he sometimes wondered how dumb Joey really could be.
"C'mon let's go, I'm in the mood for some Yahoo chocolate milk myself," said Chandler as he turned to the rest of the gang "Joey and I are heading down to the 24 hour food mart, anyone want anything?"
They all said no and Chandler and Joey headed out the door. They walked down the empty New York streets to the food mart, and walked in surprised to find that they were not the only people in there. There was an older man, a middle aged woman, and a girl who looked to be in her early twenties. Chandler and Joey split up, and went to get the items that they wanted. Chandler headed over to the beverages along the back wall of the store, while Joey crouched down to get a good look at what was available on the bottom shelf of one of the aisle ways.
Neither of them saw the door open. They both heard the bullet that whipped through the air, shattering the quiet of the night.
Joey instinctively threw himself flat on the floor. It was cold, hard, and filthy, but that was not his primary concern. What the hell? He thought frantically.
Chandler had grabbed a few bottles of Yahoo out of one of the freezers when the snap of the bullet made his blood run cold. He jumped and dropped the bottles he was carrying, which hit the floor with a crash. The cashier screamed.
"Everybody get down and stay there. Nobody fucking move, or you won't move again. Do you get me?"
All the color drained from Chandler's face as he realized what was happening. This has to be a dream, he told himself. It's just a dream. You've been watching too many movies. That's all it is. He blinked a few times, and to his dismay, nothing changed. He tried to get a grip of what was going on and realized that he couldn't see Joey . Oh my god, he thought, panic welling up inside of him like a volcano getting ready to blow. The gun. It went off. Where is Joey?"