Hello, children! Well, this is my first fic, bear with me. Besides, I have to tell you English is not my main language 'cause I'm from Brazil, so I accept corrections. The story takes place after the final, five or six years later. Some things you should know: Chandler and Monica are divorced for two years 'cause had cheated on her and they don't speak too much with each other. Chandler and Ross don't talk to each other. The twins live with Monica and they go visit Daddy every weekend. Joey lives next to Chandler and they still are very close friends. Well, that's all, I think… Have fun and review.

Disclaimer: What a stupid thing! I don't own them

Chapter 1: Daddy is not happy

"Dad…" Jack called for the second time "Dad!"

"What?"

Chandler turned to see his six-year-old boy staring at him with a grin.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh…nothing. Just working on something."

Chandler turned off his lap top and get up, not really looking his son in the eyes.

"Can we play football? You promised…besides, you have to take me and Erica home tonight."

"Where's she?"

"Playing with Emma outside, you forgot? Aunt Rachel said she could stay. Then you have to drop her home later."

"Ok… let's go, then."

Jack ran outside, jumping happily while putting on his baseball cap. Chandler stopped and smiled to the girls, who were playing with their dolls.

"Everything all right, girls?"

"Yeah." Emma smiled

"Sure." Erica smiled.

Chandler kissed the top of her head and then asked.

"Do you wanna play football with Jack and I?"

"Yup! You too, Emma, c'mon, it'll be fun!"

"Ok then."

Chandler smiled and Jack don't even waited for a question:

"I want Erica!"

"Oh, so Emma is mine. Let's smash them, girl. High five!"

She did and Jack looked at his daddy with a smirk.

"Let's see… You start."

The game was pretty fun for them. Jack and Erica were pretty good and didn't give a chance for Chandler and Emma, who lost easily. After the game, they all sat on the grass, resting a little bit before getting ready to go home.

"I don't want to go home, dad. Can we stay until tomorrow? You could drop us at school." Jack suggested with a little hope.

"Yeah, daddy, please… We could call uncle Rachel and ask if Emma could stay too. Then we could play Monopoly!" Erica smiled to him.

"It would be fun!" Emma said. "I like to come here, uncle Chandler…you have tons of toys!"

"I wish I could, guys, but I can't. Your mother would never let us do it. And your dad, Emma, no way either. But if we go now, I could drop by the ice cream parlor and buy you three something. What do you think?"

They nodded silently, not really wanting to go. Erica and Jack loved the weekends with Chandler because he was a "cool father", like the boy always says. He played with them, ordered tons of pizzas and ice cream… and he was sweet and lovely. Always wanting to help, always trying to be nice to them. He did everything to make the twins happy, even when they did something wrong. And, besides, it was ok if they accidentally spill some ketchup on the couch.

"All settled?" Chandler asked while Jack entered in his black station wagon.

"Ok." They answered at the same time.

"So, let's go. Who want to sing a song?"

Chandler turned right and Jack suggested:

"Let's sing the one from Lion King! 'Can you feel the love tonight'"

"Yeah…" Erica shouted

"Ok." Chandler agreed, "I'll start. Do you know how to sing it, Emma?"

"Yeah."

The twins loved the Lion King, and their favorite song was "Can you feel the love tonight". They always sang that on the way back home. It was like something religious.

"There's a calm surrender, To the rush of the day, When the heat of a rolling wind, Can be turned away…"

Chandler started the song, and then the kids joined him with pleasure. Jack was the one who could sing better, so, he lead the group with the lyrics he knew by heart until they reached the ice cream parlor.

"What do you guys want?" Chandler asked the kids when he stopped the car.

"I want a vanilla ice cream." Erica said.

"I want a chocolate one." Emma grinned, happy.

"And I want strawberry." Jack finished.

"Ok, I'll bring three big ice creams for you guys. Be nice…"

Jack looked at Chandler with a sigh. He knew his daddy wasn't happy at all, and he could tell it. In the last two years Jack had watched the way his daddy acted when he was alone: always so sad and deep in though. Then, when someone was near, he tried to smile. But Jack new he wasn't happy. Jack new his daddy was upset, since he and Monica broke up. And Jack new his daddy needed some help.

"I'm back!" Chandler announced, handing the ice creams to the kids "So, take care with these and let's go."

He entered the car again and made his way for the Geller's house, which was near there. He looked at Emma and smiled, asking:

"Missing mommy and Daddy yet?"

"A little bit."

"We're already there, honey."

He drove a few minutes more, and then, stopped the car in front of the house. Grabbing Emma's hand and helping her out of the car, Chandler smiled when he saw Rachel approaching them.

"Hey, Emma!" She greeted "Give mommy a hug…She behave well?"

"Yeah, like always. I bought her an ice cream, if you don't mind."

"No, it's ok." Rachel was holding Emma in her arms, while looking sympathetic to him. "Are you ok, Chandler?"

"Yes, I am."

"Sure?"

"Sure. Thanks for asking, anyway. I have to go now, Rach…" Chandler looked to the house and saw Ross standing on the doorway, with his arms crossed. "Say a hello to Ross."

"I'll do it."

"Bye, you two…"

He sighed and forced a smile, going back to the car. Rachel waved goodbye and so did Emma. Chandler always sends a hello to Ross, even knowing Ross didn't want to talk to him again. Since the day Monica and Chandler broke up, Ross rejected his best friend for what he did with his little sister. And never the things were the same again.

"Aw…I missed you guys so much…" Monica hugged the twins at the same time, smiling.

"We missed you too, mommy." Erica said.

"Yeah, a lot." Jack added.

Chandler was in the doorway, watching the scene with a sad face. He missed her so much… he still loved her so much. But he knew she would never forgive him for what he did.

"So…I think I'll go." He mumbled.

"Thanks for bringing them, Chandler."

"That's ok. I see you guys next Friday, ok? And uncle Joey will be there."

"Cool!" Jack and Erica shouted at the same time.

"Be nice to your mother, kids. Bye, Monica."

"Ah… Chandler, can you wait a minute? I need to ask you something."

"Ok."

The kids went to their room to change and Monica sighed, looking at Chandler.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's just… well, we're planning to have a cookout here next Saturday and… You and Joey must want to come."

"That would be nice." He smiled.

"So, are you two coming?"

"Yes. I'll tell Joey about it today, he's crashing at mine."

"Ok. So… How are things at work?"

"Pretty good. I got a promotion last week. And you? Are you ok?" He asked her with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm ok."

There was an awkward silence between them, until Chandler decided it was time to go home.

"I'll see you later then, Mon."

"Ok. Good night."

"Man, she's hot! Look at that!" Joey pointed to the TV at Chandler's, later that night.

"Yeah…" Chandler muttered, bored.

"Aw, c'mon, Chan…"

"Are you going to that cookout with me or not?"

"Yes, I am." Joey stopped eating his pizza and placed a hand in his friend's shoulder. "I'll be there…"

"Thanks."

"How was she tonight?"

"Beautiful." Chandler answered. "As always."

"You have to get over her… it's time to move on."

"I love her, Joey. I can't forget that."

Joey smiled at his friend and continued with his pizza.

"Want a slice?" He offered one more time.

"No, thanks, Joey."

"How about we play some video-game."

"That's good."

Well, I know it was kind of boring and short, but it'll get better soon. I was just a little sad today, must be this. Anyway, review please…please…please. Even if you didn't like it at all, I need to know. So, next chapter we'll probably have a few more surprises and explanations about the divorce of Chandler and Monica, and I promise that I'll update soon. That's it, children, have a great week, and sorry for the grammatical errors. See you soon, kisses.