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DISCLAIMER: Okay, I didn't mean to yell. Please don't leave. Oh, disclaimer. Wait, I never do these anyway.
"Broadcasting"
They waited in the living room for the storm to pass. Outside, they could hear the distant grumbling of the thunder and spontaneous flashes of light behind the window curtain. The walls rumbled as they waited patiently inside.
Joey yawned. "I'm so bored." An idea clicked. "Hey! Let's play Strip Poker!"
"No!" Everybody seemed to say in unison.
"Oh, fine…" Another idea dawned. "Strip…Happy Days!" Everybody seemed to give him a deep glare. "Okay." He held his head down.
"Ooh! This can be like the old days. You know, when they listened to the radio." Phoebe declared. "You know, back in the old days, in my previous life, we used to only listen to the radio. We didn't have TV or…" She was interrupted by Chandler.
"You sound like an 85 year old woman, Pheebs. Can you get on with it, please?" Chandler suggested.
"Well." She continued her story. "Like I was saying, let's listen to the radio."
Phoebe disappeared upstairs for a bit before returning downstairs with a radio. She placed it in the middle of the table. They turned on the radio. There was so much static due to the storm that they weren't able to hear anything. Ross slowly turned the dial back and forth to tune the stations. Something came on. It was barely audible, but a small voice came on.
"Attention all civilians in the Montauk area. This is a flood flash warning. Please resort to above-sea levels. Again this is a flood flash warning. Please resort…"
The rest was cut off by static. Ross turned off the radio. The room was dead quiet except for the rumbling and pattering of the raindrops on the walls outside. The silence was broken by Joey.
"What-what should we do?" Joey stuttered. He looked to see if anyone had an idea.
"We could-could, um, go on the-the roof." Pete suggested.
"It's thundering outside." Ross pointed out. "If we go on the, um, roof, we have a chance of being-of being fried by lightning." He shivered at the thought.
"Are there any-any hills or, or something nearby?" Rachel said quickly.
"I'm not sure." Phoebe said quietly. She thought for a second. An idea came to her mind. "My mom." She said triumphantly. "We can go to my mom's house!"
Everybody looked at each other. This was what they were going to do.
They quickly put on their coats and ran outside. As they ran, drops of water splashed on their face, making it harder to see. Then ran onto the terrace, which sounded hard beneath their feet. They ran onto the sand, pillowing their footsteps as they sped. Chandler tried to keep his balance as his weight was shifted with the immense amount of rain and the gusts of wind. The eight of them made their way to Ross's van. Ross pulled himself onto the other side of the van and climbed into the driver's seat.
"Phoebe!" Ross yelled. "Get into the passenger's seat!" He tried to battle his voice with the wind's.
Phoebe opened the door of the van, which flew open as she pulled the handle. She slowly climbed inside. The other's climbed into the back. Pete climbed in first into the middle row to tell something to Ross. Monica climbed in next and sat next to him. Joey, Emily, and Rachel quickly went to the back seats. Chandler slowly made his way over to the van.
"Come on, Chandler!" Joey shouted.
He ran and jumped into the van. He quickly closed the door just as Ross started the van. He struggled to sit down in the middle row, but the seat was too small to fit three people so he sat partially on the seat.
The van jerked forward in the wind. Ross went forward and around a turn.
"Okay, Phoebe, where does she live?" Ross asked quickly.
She pointed down the street. "Okay, keep going until you see that light there," Ross turned the car to the right, which sent Chandler flying into Monica's lap. He looked at her for a second and caught the glimpse in her eye before quickly sitting up again. "Okay, now keep going for a few miles until you see a house on the left."
The car went on stealthily for thirty minutes or so, struggling to keep its wheels on the ground, until finally it turned into a driveway. Everybody hopped out quickly and ran to the front door. Phoebe knocked several times until the door clicked and swung open.
"Phoebe!" Her mother shouted. "Quickly, come inside everyone! I was beginning to worry about you!" She shouted over a thunder storm. They all rushed inside.
Chandler was the last to come in. As he came in, he turned to Phoebe's mother. "Hi, Mrs. Phoebe, lovely weather we're having." He smiled and rushed in.
A/N: I know I'm hinting at possible relationships or will be in the future. I just need time to set down the storyline and the drama. Sorry, if you were looking for a love story or sumthn of the sort. Oh, yeah, please read and review, or actually since you made it all the way down here I'm assuming you already read so...REVIEW!