Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the six 'FRIENDS' – Phoebe, Joey, Chandler, Rachel, Ross and Monica, or Central Perk etc.
Chapter 1: An invitation, a little choo choo and spilt milk.
"I was thinking maybe this weekend we could all go up to my parents beach house", proposed Rachel to the group as they sat around in their favourite coffee shop, Central Perk.
"Yeah sounds great", they all agreed.
"Hey, Ross", began Joey, "Can I borrow your snorkel?"
"Ahh Jo, I am going to be there aswell."
"Yeah, like you'd ever use them", he scoffed rolling his eyes at Chandler, who grinned as he sipped his latte.
"I'll have you know I use to snorkel all the time, remember Mon, when science club took an excursion to the beach?" he looked over at Monica who was subtly adding large amounts of sugar to her coffee.
"Umm Ross, that was to study rocks".
Joey and Chandler were attempting to stifle their laughter after hearing the words 'science club'.
"I'll have you know that they turned out to have some very important fossils imprinted in them", Ross said disgruntled as he slouched back into the couch to receive a comforting pat from Rachel.
"So Pheebs, how did it go with Peter?" Monica questioned.
"Oh, yeah, not so great," Phoebe replied reaching for a cookie, the plate was conveniently situated next to Joey, again!
"Why, what happened? I thought he was pretty cute", Rachel chimed in, leaning in towards her, keen for some gossip.
"Yeah he was, I mean he was really cute and everything was great until we got back to my apartment and he asked me if he could come in and play choo choo", she answered, a comical look on her face.
"Ooohhh", the group cringed.
"What did you say"? Ross asked.
"I umm smiled and then slammed the door in his face", Phoebe uttered.
"Well at least you let him down easy", Chandler added.
"Anyway I have to go, I have a date tonight with Bret." Rachel said as she out on her coat.
"Ohh Bret, is he that hunky guy who just started in your office?" Monica grinned.
"Ahuh", smiled Rachel sheepishly, as she swung her bag onto her shoulder hitting the tray Gunther was carrying, spilling the contents all over the floor, as he hovered near Rachel, clinging to her every word.
"Oh, Gunther, I'm sorry I didn't see you there", apologised Rachel as she stepped over the mess and headed back to her apartment.
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