Well, the response to this fic has been quite interesting. Thanks agian for all the great reviews, I love you guys!

Anyways, I know this is long overdue, but here is what exactly in going on for this fic: Hopefully you've noticed it's season five fluff; Chandler and Monica have already said their 'I love yous'; Joey knows, nobody else knows; Ross is lecturing at the University. I know that last one is out of whack for the timeline, but go with me here.

Anyways, I'm done now. Hope you like the chappy.


Chandler opened one of his eyes, making sure the coast was clear. He let out a huge breath, thanking God silently that his friends' weren't the brightest crayons in the box. Or at least had a weird sense of humor, which usually included public humiliation of some sort. He really had to get new friends if he wanted to keep even a little shred of dignity.

"We owe Joey big time," Monica whispered breaking their silence.

"No kidding, maybe you should make him something to eat. Y'know, food always motivates him to keep quiet."

"Good point, I'll start on that tomorrow, hell, I'll bribe him this entire week with food!"

"Good plan, good plan."

"So, we probably should get up now," she mumbled, not really wanting to move. "Just yell really loud, and jump from the chair, that should be a good enough performance."

"Yea, or we could wait for a little while longer," he smiled hopefully, "I mean, big empty apartment, me, comfy chair, me, bedroom located conveniently near by, me,"

Monica held her hand up to cut him off, "yeah, I get the picture, Chandler. But Rach and Pheebs are gonna be in here any minute. It's better they don't see us get up, cause they won't believe it."

"Why?"

"You'll laugh."

"Will not."

"Will too."

"Will not."

"Okay, mister big shot, prove it."

"And how do you want me to do that?"

"Well, when we get up, if you don't laugh, we'll, we'll," she smiled, "we'll have sex."

"We already do that," Chandler reminded her.

"On the balcony," she offered, knowing that's what he wanted.

He grinned, "but what if they see us?"

"Next week, Ross is going to be busy at lectures again, Rach at her job, and Pheebs and Joey will be easy to take care of. We'll send them to the zoo or something."

"Or maybe to watch Ross for us," Chandler said slowly.

"Yeah, good point, then we'll send them to the zoo."

"Or circus even!"

"Ooh! That's good!" Monica laughed, "Pheebs and Joey would love the circus! And Ross should be there for supervision, y'know."

"So, what happens if I lose?"

"No sex on the balcony, and,"

"And," he waved his hands, waiting for an answer.

"Hold on! I'm thinking!"

He held up his hands in mock defensive. "You're game,"

"And you'll have to confess to everyone that you're really gay!"

"Hey that is so not even! I mean sex on the balcony is not worth no sex and telling everyone I'm gay! I mean, I'm pretty sure they think that all ready! Let's not give them proof!"

"Okay, fine, and,"

"And?"

"And we'll trade apartments again!"

"Oh! Are you sure you're up to that, I mean, may I remind you what happened last time?" He teased, smirking slightly.

"I am not going to lose!" She yelled, "I always win!"

"Yes, yes you do, Mon," Chandler quickly agreed, "did I mention that I love you?"

"Maybe," she smiled, leaning in closely and capturing his lips again in a fiery kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, making sure she couldn't go anywhere, and ran his hands up and down her back and eventually down onto her thigh. She put her hands on his cheeks, trying to pull him in as close as possible as the kiss grew with more and more passion.

"Hey Pheebs, got the," Rachel stood still with the door wide open and gaped at the scene in front of her. "Oh shit."

"Yeah right," Phoebe walked behind her, holding up a camera in the right hand, "oh my god."

Monica and Chandler jumped apart, trying to act as normal as possible. Both of their brains working over time to try and produce a believable excuse for what they had just seen.

Monica reacted first, "close the door!"

Rachel nodded, closing the door as quickly as possible, almost hitting Phoebe in the process. She stood there, her mouth still hanging open, trying to comprehend the scene in front of her.

"What?" Phoebe finally made out, point between Monica and Chandler, "you, and you!"

Chandler nodded, "heh, funny in that sorta ironic way, huh?"

"I need to sit down," Rachel mumbled, walking over to the couch and taking a seat her hand on her forehead. "Is this what a heart attack feels like?"

"Oh my god!" Phoebe repeated herself, still pointing from Chandler to Monica.

"Look, you guys can't tell anyone. ANYONE," Monica looked at her two friends sternly, "especially not my family! Oh god! My family!"

"My god," Rachel still stared at them, "how long has this been going on for!"

Chandler looked at Monica uncomfortably, "since," he paused, "London."

"LONDON!" Phoebe shouted, "dammit! How come all the fun stuff happened in London! While I was stuck here doing my stupid pregnancy stuff. Stupid pregnancy." Phoebe walked over, joining Rachel on the couch, although she appeared to be a little bit more composed then Rachel.

"I can't believe this," Rachel mumbled out.

Monica shallowed hard, "I'm sorry, we should have told you guys."

"Of course you should have told me! I mean, come on! We're roommates! We tell each other everything!"

Phoebe put her hand on Rachel's knee, signaling her to calm down. "In light of Rachel's comments, why didn't you guys tell us. I mean, this is, this is huge. I mean it's like bigger then huge! It's like, hugerest."

"Because we didn't want to make a big deal out of it," Chandler explained, walking over to Monica and putting his arm around her. "Believe me, we've wanted to tell all of you for so long, but, well, you guys saw the way Ross reacted to your joke this morning. I am so dead!"

"I mean, Pheebs, look how you just reacted. We're both horrible at relationships as it is, and we didn't want you guys to get all involved and really screw us up," Monica paused, "more." She added as an afterthought. Her and Chandler were both pretty screwed up when it came to relationships.

"So you and fear of commitment boy, who would have thought," Phoebe mused.

"So are we the only one's who know?" Rachel mumbled out, her hand still plastered to her forehead.

Monica darted her eyes away, "no," she said slowly, "Joey knows."

Rachel jerked her head upwards, her hand flying into Phoebe. "Wait! Joey gets to know! And I don't! How is that any different!"

"Ow,"

"Sorry, Pheebs!"

"I'm sorry, Rach! I wanted to tell you, really! But Joey found out by accident, and now you guys know, and now my parents are here. And Ross is here."

"Mon, Ross is always here!"

"So? He's gonna kill Chandler! You heard what he said when we were asleep in the chair!"

Rachel gasped, "you were supposed to be asleep, you, you, fake sleepers you!"

"This is getting out of hand," Chandler mumbled to Phoebe.

She nodded, "but still amusing, I say we let it play out."

"Eh," Chandler debated his options, "we should stop them. Someone's gonna hear something, and woman who are hyped up on emotions make horrible secret keepers."

"Ah, good point. You grab Mon, I'll grab Rach?"

"On three?"

"One,"

"Two,"

"Three!" Both Phoebe and Chandler lunged out, grabbing their respective persons by the arms.

"Okay! Look both of you! We need to calm down!" Chandler shouted, then composing himself, continued on, "now, I know this isn't the way I wanted anyone to find out. We wanted to tell you ourselves when we were ready, but it doesn't look like we have that luxury now do we?"

"It was an accident, Rach. Look at the bigger picture, Monica and Chandler! Chandler and Monica! I mean, come on, that's like you and Ross expect better! Because there haven't been any breaks."

"We were not on a break!"

"Sorry, sorry, it slipped out wrong. No supposed breaks, when there really wasn't," Phoebe corrected herself.

"Better."

"Now, can you guys say you're sorry and let's move on, kay?" Chandler looked between Monica and Rachel, waiting for either one to make a move.

Monica shrugged, loosing herself from Chandler's grip, "I'm sorry, Rach. I should have told you sooner."

Rachel loosened herself from Phoebe's grip, rolling her shoulders uncomfortably, "damn Phoebe, you have a tight grip," she mumbled. Then she looked at Monica, nodding slowly she said, "I should have known there was something up. You guys were too happy," she smiled, "and I'm sorry, Mon. It was kinda out of the blue for me. I mean, come on, we know everything," she motioned between her and Phoebe.

"I know! How'd you keep it from us for so long! I mean, we're like the best!"

Monica smiled, "well, you know, it was nothing special."

Chandler frowned, "nothing special. I haven't gotten a decent night's sleep in months because I've had to meet you at like three in the morning. That's nothing special? Oh! Oh! And what about all the stuff we've had to cover up that makes us look bad! Like the kissing!"

"Oh! Is that why you kissed us when you got back from London! I always thought it was some European thing."

"Well, okay, it was hard!" Monica caved in, "you two are tuff."

"But now we know! And you know that we know! Ha! Ha!" Rachel smiled, her mood taking a complete three sixty in the other direction. She grabbed Phoebe and pulled her down on the bright yellow couch with her. She clapped her hands together, "so! Now that we know and you know we,"

Monica held up her hand, "Rach."

"Oh, right, gotcha! Details. We want details."

Chandler frowned slightly, "I'm gonna go and let you girls do your," he paused, "girl stuff."

"Alright, bye," Monica said, sitting down on the coffee table in front of Rachel and Phoebe. Chandler smiled sneakily, walking over to her and kissing her head as her boyfriend for the first time in front of their friends. For something so trivial, it was the most gratifying thing he'd done in awhile.

"Love you," he mumbled, walking out the door.

"Love you too," she said back, at first out of habit, and then a big smile spread across her face. And those words took on a whole new meaning for her.


"So, you mean to tell us, son, that you were in fact, on a break?" Jack asked , sitting across from Ross at the table drinking a soda. Judy leaned on the back of the couch, behind him, trying to inspect every little detail about her daughter's apartment.

"Yes! Yes! Thank-you, Dad!"

"Then why was Rachel so persistent to the fact that you weren't on a break?" He wondered out loud, "she's a very determined girl, isn't she?"

"You could say that," Ross mumbled, trying to keep his cool.

"So, how are those lectures going down at the University, Monica told us all about them! We're so proud of you!" Judy squealed, putting her hands on Ross's shoulders, "can we come down and see one some time?"

Ross laughed, "well, you know, umm, umm, you don't have, too, umm, umm, if you insist!"

"Hello children!" Chandler slammed the apartment door shut, grinning from ear to ear. "Oh, and Mr. and Mrs. G."

"Mr. and Mrs. G? What's up with him?" Joey asked, coming out of the bathroom, the duck and chick following him, apparently having solved their differences again.

Ross gave Chandler a look, "you better not be smiling because you slept with my sister!"

Chandler jerked his head back, "I did not sleep with your sister!"

"You did too! We saw you two on that chair of yours! I don't understand why she couldn't have just sat in Joey's chair."

Joey gasped, clutching his heart, "dude! I can't believe you'd even think about something like that! I mean come on! It's Rosita!"

"Rosita? Who the hell is Rosita?" Judy commented, "and why would you be sitting on this woman?"

"Joey's chair, it's Rosita," Chandler explained, "and, Ross, you should know better then anybody, nobody sits in Joey's chair except Joey. I mean come on, that's like Chandler and Joey's apartment 101."

"So I take it you two just woke up," Joey commented, trying to hold back his laughter.

"No, Joe, I'm still asleep over there, I'm just having an out of body experience."

Joey glared at him, "hey, I could have woken you up! And that wouldn't have been pleasant. I'm thinking hot water in a cup."

"Oh, you wouldn't."

"Oh, yes, I believe I would."

"You bastard! I can't believe you'd even consider doing such a thing!"

"Chandler, Joey," Ross held up his hands, "it didn't happen okay? You're both just upset because the chick and the duck were fighting again."

"Oh my god," Judy whispered to Jack, "they are insane."

"Whatever, okay. Rachel and Pheebs are over at our place, man, so I thought we could take over their apartment for awhile."

Joey shrugged, "sure, why not." They both walked over to the couch, plopping down and turning on the TV, the duck and chick at their heels, completely forgetting about their argument minutes before and flipping quickly through all of the channels in attempt to find something good.

"Well aren't you four just the picture perfect family?" Ross teased, laughing at his own joke.

"Whatever man, you married a lesbian, and forgot a girl's name at the alter." Chandler and Joey high-fived, before returning to watching Three's Company.

"Do they realize that Monica and Rachel are over and Chandler and Joey's apartment, and Chandler and Joey are over at theirs?" Judy asked, looking strangely at Chandler and Joey on the couch.

"Yeah, so? They switched apartments last year. Lost a bet."

"They were betting! Apartments!"

"Umm, no," Ross lied, "they just decided to switch one day. And then they decided to switch back, something about this guy that sang some song in the morning. Joey missed him or something."

"Oh, okay."


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