Okay, here's the next installment of one of my more popular friends fics (although probably the least orginal).

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"So, so, London, huh? How did it happen?" Rachel asked, dying of anticipation. All three of them sat in a circle leaning in so tight that they could practically smell each other's breath.

"Heh, heh, well, ummm, maybe that's a story for another time!"

"What? Come on! You gotta tell us! Who knows? I could still be mad at you," Phoebe threatened, pulling back from the circle for a moment.

"Okay! Okay! I'll tell you," Monica caved, and Phoebe leaned back in. "We kinda, well, slept together."

"What? Why?"

"Well I was having a pretty crummy night, and we both had a little to drink, me more so then him, but it wasn't like he was taking advantage of me or anything!"

"Mon, Mon, calm down. It's okay," Rachel put her hand on her friend's knee, "before this I would have never believed that you would ever sleep with Chandler in a sober state of mind. Now, tell us, is he like amazing in bed or something?"

Monica turned a little red, and smiled, "oh my god, yes!"

"Like the best you've ever had?" Phoebe asked excitedly.

Monica nodded, "remember that boyfriend I told you guys about, and said he was the best I've ever had,"

Phoebe and Rachel paused, both in thought for a minute. "Oh!"

"There it is."

"That would explain the dance!"

"And why you were mad at him for awhile afterwards!"

"So, is he like really romantic around you or something? Cause, let's face it, it's Chandler." Rachel chucked at her statement, imagining Chandler trying to be romantic. Chandler romantic was definitely an oxymoron.

Monica shrugged, "actually, yeah, kinda scary huh?"

"Really?"

Monica nodded, "we went for a walk in the park the other day, and he told me that he loved me," she smiled dreamily, "and he's just so cute because he's so determined not to screw things up!"

"Aww," Rachel and Phoebe cooed, "I can't believe Chandler said that he loved you! That's so un-Chandler-like!"

"I know!"

"So are you guys like really serious or just me and Ross serious?"

Monica smiled, "I really, really love him."

"Oh my god," Rachel cried, "I'm so happy for you guys!" She pulled Monica into a hug, "this is so cool, you and Chandler, Chandler and you, Mondler! It's so perfect!"

"I just thought you guys were doing it! I didn't know you were doing it because you were in love!" She cooed as she wrapped her arms around the other girls, "I'm so happy for you guys," she squeaked out.

"I'm happy for me too!"

"What are we all so happy about?" Ross walked into the apartment, looking at the girls like they were crazy. "I thought you were pissed off, and I don't know about you, but happy and angry are like, well, I don't know," he paused then added loudly, "opposites!"

Monica waved her hand at her brother, "no, no, it's nothing. It's stupid. You've just missed a lot, that's all."

Rachel looked at Phoebe and added laughing, "yeah, I'll say!"

Monica shot both of them a look, "well, what's up, Ross?" She squeaked out uncomfortably, still trying to act as normal as possible.

He looked at them strangely, "pizza's here," he said slowly.

"Oh! Good! I'm starving!" Phoebe jumped up off the couch and walked, or rather ran, out of the apartment.

"Aren't you guys gonna tell me whats up?" Ross asked expectantly, eyeing both Monica and Rachel.

Rachel jumped off the couch, "you know what, we'd better get going, Mon, with Chandler and Joey in there it's like survival of the fastest."

"Good point, Rach, let's run faster," Monica gave her a hurried look before grabbing her arm and both of them running out of the apartment, leaving a very confused Ross behind.

"It's survival of the fittest, Rach! Fittest!" He yelled after her, walking out of the apartment behind them. He just had to come to terms that he probably would never know what they were talking about, and by the way they acted, he probably didn't want to know. He'd come to terms with these types of things a long time ago. It's best just to move on.

"Whatever Ross!" Rachel shouted back at him, "It doesn't matter!"

Ross rolled his eyes, "Just correcting you so that you won't sound so stupid, Rach." He continued on with their argument through the hallway and into the next apartment, Ross slamming the door behind them.

"You know what, Ross," Rachel glared at him and then hit her fists against each other twice.

"What does that mean, Jack?" Judy hissed at her husband, remembering back to when Ross had done it in high school. Monica snorted loudly.

"Monica snorted!" Joey teased, as he jumped up and down and pointed at her. "Monica snorted! Ha! Ha! Snorted! Snorted!"

"We get the picture, Joe," Chandler sighed.

"So, Mon, what we're you guys doing over there anyways? You were over there for like three hours!" Ross asked, trying his luck again at finding out what they were talking about.

"We were just talking, Ross, what's the big deal?" Monica tired to sound as normal as possible, but still had a noticeable edge to her voice.

"Well how did Rachel and Phoebe get pulled into it, is what I don't understand. 'Cause they went over there to take a picture of you and Chandler sleeping," he turned to Chandler and glared, "Which I don't approve of man,"

Chandler held up his hands, "Okay man," he tired to laugh, but it really didn't work.

"Well, how did you end up over here and the girls over there? Are we like missing something here?"

Phoebe laughed and looked at Rachel, "Yeah, I'll say! Right, Rach?" She nudged Rachel in the side, still chuckling to herself.

Rachel shot her the death glare, "Yea, Ross, you missed Monica and Chandler waking up!"

"Yea! Which was like totally weird!" Monica shouted, "Didn't you hear us yelling?"

"Yeah, I was sure all of New York heard us," Chandler's voice went low, like it always did when he tired to lie to his close friends. "Right, Mon, Pheebs, and Rach?"

Rachel nodded, "Yes, all of New York! Who knows? Maybe even all of New Jersey too!"

"Whatever, Rach. We didn't hear nothin' over here," Joey said.

"Are ya sure, Joe?" Chandler asked, his eyes wide.

"What's your deal, man?"

Chandler's eyes got bigger and he brought his face within inches of Joey's. "Are ya sure, Joe?" He repeated, a bit more drastically.

"Tot–ah, ha, I mean we were so focused on listening to Ross that I completely tuned out the rest of the world!" Joey laughed, as he walked over to Ross and patted him on the back, "I love this guy!"

"Ah, really? Thanks, man!" Ross smiled, pulling Joey into a huge hug. "I love you too!" He looked around at everyone in the room, "All of you guys!"

"You're right, Judy, this place has gone to the loony bins!" Jack whispered, if you could call it that, to his wife.

"You say that like that's just happened recently," Judy muttered back.

"Okay, Ross, done with the love feast," Joey said uncomfortably as he tired to push Ross away.

Ross let go of Joey, and cleared his throat. "Yeah, erm, I'm just gonna get some pizza."

"Right then," Joey gave him a thumbs up sign.

"So, Monica!" Judy announced, reverting attention back over to the Geller's who were standing by the windows.

"Yea," Monica mumbled, waiting to hear about one of her friend's daughter's accomplishments and how proud her friend was of her daughter.

"How about we go out to dinner tomorrow night, our treat!"

Monica shrugged, "Sure, I don't see why not."

"And you should bring everyone!" Jack smiled looking around the room.

"Sorry, I can't, I'm almost triple booked."

"Triple booked?" Jack repeated, not catching the meaning behind Joey's words.

"Yeah, I've got,"

Ross ran over and clamped his hand over Joey's mouth, "He's got a date, along with a job, and a charity event to help, erm-helpless children. That Joey, a heart of gold."

Joey nodded, and pushed away Ross's hand, "Yeah, I love to give back to my community! It's just give, give, give, with me!"

"Right then, I can come," Rachel said, "What's the big occasion?"

"It's nothing, just a little dinner among," Judy paused looking for the right word, "Friends."

"Yeah, I think I can make it," Chandler nodded along, then looked at Monica a little, "That is if I'm not caught doing laundry or something."

"Man, you do laundry an awful lot lately," Phoebe stopped then suddenly understood, "Ooohhh, I get it now."

"Yea, Phoebe's right man, you have been doing a lot of laundry recently, along with Monica? What's up with that?" Ross asked, looking around the room for a answer.

"Well, well, you know, the duck's been sick a lot recently, you know, I swear she still hasn't gotten over the ring fiasco yet." Chandler lied, hoping that he didn't sound as nervous as he really was, "She just keeps puking, puking, puking, and always on my clothes!"

"Dude, a little too much information," Ross chuckled a little. He brought a slice of pizza up to his mouth, stared at it for a moment, then set it back down, "You know what, I think I'm full."

"Yeah, me too," Rachel agreed.

"I'm not, give me your slices, why waste?" Joey grabbed the remainder of Rachel's slice along with Ross's untouched slice.

"Because that's the giving thing to do, Joe," Chandler mused.

"Hey, you're the one that made them sick Mr. My Duck is puking on me! That's not very giving if you ask me."

"Yeah, I'm good," Monica walked over and handed Joey the remainder of her slice.

"Me too," Phoebe handed over her pizza box.

"You know what, Chandler, we should have thought of this sooner," Joey smiled, "Think of all the free meals we've been missing out on!"

"Yea, Joe, grossing out people is really the way to go."

"Totally man! This is like a gold mine! Except for free food!"

"That you paid for in part."

"Well actually I paid with a twenty from your pocket, so actually, it's free for me."

"Joey!"

"Wait! You only had to pay ten dollars, why did you take a twenty?" Ross asked, "And I don't think I gave you any change."

"Well the other part of it was for Monica."

"Joey!" Monica hit him across the chest, "Can't you keep a secret!"

"Well you know, I'm keeping so many secrets to myself recently, one was bound to slip out sooner or later."

"And you know what, it's okay that you took money from me. My money is your money, remember? Or at least it has been for the past five years, why start caring now?"

Joey nodded and smiled, "Alright."


So this is the place where I promise updates will be up soon, and yet I haven't exactly come through on that promise ever, eh? School and practice are both eating up a lot of my time, so I rarely find time to work on my fics. Then when I actually get around to it, I end up working on a completely new fic idea instead of my in-progress fics! There must be some 12-step program for that or something. Either that or I really am just completely ADD and can't help it.

In other words: Updates will be up when I can find the time. Stupid school. I spit on you.

Reviews would be most awesome.