Well, here we go, another chappy to add to this fic. I must say, I'm not exactly thirlled with how some of the writing quality has turned out, but this is my first Friends fic, so I really have nothing to compare it with. Still working out the bugs on the characters...
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Well, on with the chappy!
Monica walked into the guy's apartment, her mother had been there a whole two minutes and she was already angry with her. That must have been some type of record for them.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Chandler sat in his chair, watching as Monica just stood in the kitchen of his apartment.
"Nothing," she mumbled, walking over to him. "Just, errr, she makes me so angry!"
"Here, come over here and sit with me, tell me about it," Chandler motioned her over, "it was your mom again wasn't it?"
She nodded, sitting down on his lap, and burying her head in his chest. He wrapped his arm around her, rubbing her back soothingly. "Shh, there, there, come on, it probably wasn't that bad. What did she try to do anyways?"
"She tired to set me up again with some boy she knows," she mumbled, "and so nicely reminded me that I'm gonna be thirty and not married. Hell! I've never even been close!"
"Well you should think that with Ross in your family, your parents wouldn't be such a fan of the entire marriage thing, y'know?"
Monica smiled, "yeah, you would think so. I guess I'll have to do a whole lot worse to compete with marrying a lesbian."
"Or saying the wrong name at the altar, that was pretty bad, I mean of all days to forget."
She smiled, feeling better again, "thanks."
"For what?"
"Cheering me up, again."
"No prob, that's my job, isn't it?"
"Course," she smiled, leaning in and kissing him again, "when's Joey gonna be back?" She asked, breaking the kiss.
"Probably soon, it's almost dinner time," Chandler sighed, "and besides, you're parents are right across the hall along with your brother, who might I add is staying with me?"
"I thought you liked to live dangerously?" She teased him, remembering what he had said earlier.
"Yea, like I'll sneak in at some outrageous hour and sleep next to you, but do it when your parents and your brother are wide awake right across the hall, I think not."
Monica nodded, "yeah, I guess, I mean they'll probably be looking for me after awhile," she grumbled, not really happy about the situation.
"But you know what, we can still sit here for awhile," he smiled, "I don't mind just talking, or just kissing, I mean turn this chair around and we're golden!"
"What?"
"If someone rushes in, we can just say that I was comforting you!"
"But what about Joey's chair?"
"Have you never met Joey?"
"What?"
"Do you think he'd let you sit in his chair? I think not."
Monica smiled, "alright, I like living dangerously anyways."
Chandler smiled, pulling her face to meet his in another fiery kiss, turning his chair around in the process. He ran his hands up and down her back, playing with the hem of her shit. She ran her fingers through his hair, trying to pull him closer and closer.
"Hey Chandler!" Ross slammed the door shut, walking into the apartment. Both pulled away from their kiss instantly, both trying to be as calm as possible. "Where's Monica?"
"I'm here," she said, trying to sound as depressed as possible. Chandler turned the chair back around, both of them having returned to their previous 'we're just friends' positions.
"Hey, you alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine," she sighed, "Chandler was nice enough to hear me out."
Chandler nodded, "yeah, glad to be of service," he smiled rubbing her back softly.
"Mom and Dad are still in your apartment, they seem kinda upset that you left and all."
"Yea, sure," she mumbled not really wanting to go back to her apartment when she could be spending time with her boyfriend. "I'll be over there in a while, I just need some time to cool off."
Ross nodded, "hey, why are you guys in the chair like that?"
"Like what?" Chandler asked, his voice shaky.
"Well," he laughed, "this will sound so stupid, but it sounded like you were kissing before I came in!" He forced another laugh, trying to act as cool as possible.
Chandler and Monica looked at each other, then both burst into rounds of fake laughter. "Ross! Me and Monica! I thought we went through this before!"
"Yeah, I mean like it's Chandler! I can't think of him like that! That's just, ew!"
Ross shook his head, "yeah, sorry, I haven't gotten much sleep recently," Ross chuckled slightly, "yeah, Rach and Pheebs were right, I mean, we would so totally know if you were, well, you know. Right?"
"Yeah, totally, man! I mean we are like the worst secret keepers ever!" Chandler laughed as hard as he possibly could, trying not to sound nervous.
"Yeah, totally!"
Ross shook his head, "yeah, sorry guys, I guess Pheebs and Rach were just starting to get to me or something," he shrugged, "so, Chandler you're coming over for dinner tonight, right?"
"Depends, what are we having?"
"Pizza, what else?" Ross shrugged, "just no beer, cause I don't think my parents will find drunk Monica as amusing as the rest of us."
"Hey! Who says I'm gonna get drunk!"
"Umm, Mon, you're mom's here. Undoubtedly she is gonna say or do something that is gonna make you angry, therefore, you are gonna drink yourself silly." Chandler explained to her, trying not to laugh.
Monica pushed herself off the chair, "yeah, you're probably right," she mumbled walking over to their fridge and looking inside of anything good to drink.
"Y'know, mom and dad are probably wondering where you are right now, Ross."
"Nah, Pheebs is over there with the duck, and Rach is telling them about what's been going on recently." Chandler and Monica looked over at Ross, staring at him and waiting for his words to click. Ross's eyes got big, "I'll be over at your place!" He yelled, running out the door.
"You know, you can't avoid your parents forever?" Chandler said, looking over at Monica who was still debating over what she wanted to drink. "Mon?" He said again, trying to get her to answer.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know," she mumbled, "why do they have to stay with me? Why can't they stay with you guys?"
Chandler blinked a couple of times, "are you drunk?" He asked, picturing the Geller's playing some drinking game with Joey and his date.
"No, but, err, she just makes me so mad sometimes!"
Chandler sighed, pushing himself out of his chair and walked behind her. With a sly smile, he snaked his arms around her, resting his head on her shoulder and swaying slightly. "You gotta stop moping about this, let's go over there and prove her wrong. Kay? Let's prove to her that you're not a slut, that you are a good person, and that 'pulling a Monica' does not mean screwing up."
She smiled, wrapping her arms around his and swaying with him. She didn't have to say anything for him to know what she was thinking. There really weren't any words to justify her feelings. To say 'I love you' would be a mass understatement, and all she could come up with was, "Thanks." And it was enough.
"So Ross goes off and cheats on me! Y'know about that right?" Rachel looked at the Geller's quickly, noting their confused glances decided to elaborate, "well it was with this girl from the copy print place, right? And he was all like, 'we were on a break, Rach!' 'How can that be cheating, Rach?' 'I love you, Rach, why would I cheat on you, Rach?'. How could you have not known that?"
"Umm," Jack finally made out, right before Rachel cut him off again in her talking frenzy.
"And so, when we were at the Beach House earlier this year, Ross decided that he liked me again, and I wrote him this note, explaining to him how I felt about it and what the terms would be if we got back together. And you know what! He fell asleep reading it! Lied to me! Said he read it and said that he did take full responsibility for our relationship sucking! Can you believe that! And so after two nights,"
"RACHEL!" Ross ran into the apartment, stopping her from finishing her conversation with his parents.
"Oh hey, Ross, we were just thinking about you!" Rachel smiled, "I was just telling your parents all about our past year!" "And Ross," Phoebe said from across the room, the duck sitting across from her, "Rachel says you were not on a break. Never were on a break. And never will be back together again if she has anything to do with it. That's pretty much the gist of what was said."
Ross gave her a look, "anything else?"
"Oh! And she told them about the copy house girl incident, which brought back into the conversation the break thing," Phoebe smiled.
"Right," Ross said slowly.
"Oh! And she said you're a cheater and a liar!"
"Wow, Rach, you're on fire today," Ross turned to her and gave her a look.
"Oh!"
"What Phoebe! Did she say that I am a horrible person too!"
"No,"
"Then what!"
"Janice called," Phoebe mumbled, "jeez, people don't appreciate anything anymore," she turned to the duck, continuing her so-called session with him.
"Jeez Ross, she was just telling you what went on while you were gone," Rachel mumbled, pulling out a chair and sitting down, "what's with the anger today, anyways? You were like that this morning too,"
"That was different," Ross gave her a look, "and it wasn't funny."
"Oh, it was," Rachel smiled, suppressing her laughter.
"Well, Ross, it seems you have had yet another rather eventful year! I mean, before the wedding and all, we pretty much got what happed there." Judy smiled, looking at her son. "Now, where's Monica? I thought you were going to go and get her."
"She's over at Chandler," he mumbled, pointing over his shoulder to indicate she was across the hall. "They're hanging out or whatever."
Phoebe giggled, "you know what would be funny, Rach?"
"What?"
"If all that stuff we said this morning was true," Phoebe let out a laugh.
"Oh yeah! It would be! Ironic, but funny ironic."
"Okay, totally not funny anymore. Well, it never really was funny to begin with, but now it like ten times less funny. It's, it's, blah." Ross glared at both Phoebe and Rachel, trying to keep all thoughts about Chandler screwing his little sister out of his head. It just wasn't a thought he wanted to think.
"What happened this morning?" Jack asked, looking around the room, confused.
"Oh nothing, we were just joking around about Monica and Chandler," Rachel said through her giggles. "Y'know about them being a couple or something like that. Funny huh?"
"Hilarious," Judy deadpanned.
"Well I thought it was," Rachel said under her breath.
"What was that, dear?"
"Nothing," Rachel smiled causally, "so, what brings you two here?"
"Well, we felt bad that we haven't visited Ross since the wedding incident, you know to make sure he was okay, so we decided it was better later then never and gave Monica a call." Jack explained happily, forgetting all about the pervious topic of conversation.
Rachel nodded slowly, "r-right, and, that's it? Huh."
"What about Monica!" Phoebe piped in, "don't you wanna know what's up with her?"
Judy snorted, "of course we do! That's why we're staying with her!"
"Oh," Phoebe turned her attention back to the duck.
"Hey Pheebs! Have you seen the duck?" Joey walked into the apartment, sporting the chicken in his right arm and a beer in his left. "Chandler said that they were fighting again!"
"Yeah, Joe, the duck's over here," Phoebe motioned him over, "how the chick doin'?"
"Better, I think, I just don't know how to get through to them! I mean, I thought we had been through this before. What kind of parent does that make me if my chick and duck can't get along!" Joey ran over to Phoebe, setting the chick down on the opposite side of the duck. "Oh, by the way, hey Mr. and Mrs. Geller! I didn't know you guys were coming!"
"Joe, I told you last week," Ross said slowly, "remember, you were eating pancakes and drinking some expired milk."
Joey thought back, "I remember the milk, that had some nasty side effects if you know what I mean, but," he paused again in deep thought, "nope, nope, I don't remember."
"Huh. Maybe I was talking to Chandler or something."
"You drink expired milk!" Judy exclaimed, "and you live with them, Ross!"
"Well I wasn't gonna waste it!" Joey crossed his arms defiantly, "I am not a milk waster unlike some people."
"Hey, Joey, why aren't you in your apartment?" Jack asked, changing the conversation.
"Because Monica and Chandler are in there," he said without thinking.
"So?" Rachel asked, giving him a look and motioning for him to elaborate.
"So, so, err, well, Mon's cleaning! And I don't wanna get in the way of that!" Joey tired to cover up his slip up, laughing nervously, "I don't know how Chandler can stand to stay in there!"
"Right," Rachel said slowly, picking up a magazine from the table and beginning to flip through it, "whatever you say, Joey."
He held her in his arms, no longer caring it one of his friends happened to walk in. It didn't matter to him anymore. The only thing that mattered was her, and he had her. Why should he let something stand in his way to perfection?
Monica's head stirred a little, burying it further into Chandler's shoulder. They both sat in the barkerlounger, just holding each other. Well, actually he was pretty sure she had fallen asleep quite some time again, but that didn't matter.
Her eyes fluttered open, lifting her head up and taking in her surroundings for a moment. "What time is?" She asked sleepily, looking back over at Chandler.
"Ah, sleeping beauty finally returns," he smirked, kissing her on the forehead.
"I can't believe I fell asleep, everyone's gonna wonder what's going on."
"And I don't think this morning's topic of conversation really helps all the much either."
She shot him a look, "you gotta be kidding me, they're still talking about that?"
He shrugged, "it's Pheebs and Rach, what else do you expect them to do? Well, maybe just Pheebs, cause Rach has got that whole jealous ex- girlfriend thing going for her now."
"You're so mean," she laughed.
"Hey, might I remind you that you're the one who is laughing."
She gave him a look, unable to come up with any comeback whatsoever.
"Ha, I win," Chandler smiled, "Chandler: 1, Monica: 0!"
She gave him another look.
"And now we're tied again."
There was a soft knocking on the door, and Monica inwardly groaned. It had to be one, or even both, of her parents. All of their friends would just walk in, even Joey who knew what activities could possibly be going on. In fact, he'd probably try and walk in on those types of activities at the chance of seeing Monica naked.
"Quick! Pretend you're asleep!" Chandler said in a hushed whisper. Monica nodded, letting her head fall back down against his chest and loosing her grip on him. Chandler let his head fall back against the head rest on the chair, and also loosened his grip on her from a quote 'loving' hug to a 'friendly yet comforting' hug.
"Monica? Chandler?" Judy called into the apartment, walking in.
Both tried to stay as still as possible, keeping up the act that they were asleep.
"Oh," she mumbled looking at her daughter and Chandler on the chair, "found them!"
"Is she okay?" Ross asked, walking into the apartment from the hallway along with everyone else behind him.
"Well I'm sure she's fine, but it looks like Chandler is the one who is on cloud nine," Rachel laughed, "right, Pheebs?"
"This is so funny!" Phoebe laughed, jumping up and down and pointing, "it's just like this morning, only better!"
"I know!"
"Hey, do you think we should wake them up?" Jack asked, walking closer to the two. Chandler felt his body tense up, still trying to stay as still as possible.
"Eh, let's let them sleep," Rachel decided, "we can wake them up when the pizza gets here."
"Well, let's at least move them apart!" Judy finally made out, still not happy to know that her daughter was asleep in Chandler's arms.
"Ooh, but they're so cute like that," Phoebe cooed, "and besides, I wanna see what happens when they wake up!"
"Yeah, totally, and we should at least get a picture," Rachel agreed.
Ross nodded, "you know, this is kinda funny, as long as Chandler's arm stays there," he said the last part firmly.
"Look, Ross, they're asleep, if Chandler's arm moved from there, he wasn't doing it on purpose. So you can't kill him," Rachel sighed.
"But still,"
"No buts!"
"But,"
"Ahp!"
"But,"
Smack.
"Ow."
"I think Rach won that one, what do you say, Joey?" Phoebe turned to Joey who was trying to stay as silent as possible. He didn't want something to slip like before, and besides, he had lied and said that Monica was cleaning and this wasn't exactly cleaning.
"Yep," he nodded, trying to act as normal as possible.
"You know, I was sure I heard talking before I went in," Judy mumbled out loud.
"Maybe you heard talking from one of the other apartments," Joey tired to reason with her, knowing better then to snitch. Especially with his friends right there in front of him. "The walls are like paper," he mumbled.
"Come on, let's get outta here, Rach, you and Pheebs can be here when the wake up happens, but I know I sure as hell don't wanna be here," Ross mumbled motioning for everyone to follow him out the door.
"Why cause you wanna kill Chandler?" Phoebe teased, following behind him in the large group.
"Let's not give him ideas, Pheebs," Joey laughed uncomfortably, still trying to act as normal as possible.
"No giving him ideas would be shoving a stake knife in his hand, this is just stating the obvious," Rachel explained, shutting the door behind her.
Well, I hope I didn't bore you too much. Reviews would be really great, thanks.
