TOW Thanksgiving Fluff
Summary: Part 4 of my series. Happy Thanksgiving!
A/N: Just wanted to get a story out before tomorrow as a Thanksgiving present for all you awesome reviewers. Thanks, and have a great holiday!
And, yes, it's Mondler!
(BTW, this takes place hours before "The One With Rachel's Other Sister," the Season 9 Thanksgiving episode)
"Do we have to have Thanksgiving at our house this year?"
"Yes. Now shut up and stuff these mushrooms with the breadcrumb filling."
"You didn't even let me argue!"
"There's no reason to – Chandler! You're doing it wrong!"
"Big surprise there considering I don't want to do this in the first place!"
"No, see, you're not putting enough filling."
"Do I look like I care?"
"Just…oh, just give me the damn thing."
"Fine! You're mean in the kitchen."
"And you're whiny in the kitchen."
"That's your fault. You know I don't like Thanksgiving."
"Yeah, you should really get over that."
"How can I get over it? My parents announced they were getting divorced –"
"While your mouth was full of pumpkin pie, I know, I know. I've heard the story a million times."
"Then why are you making me help?"
"Look, sweetie, I love you, I do, but I am not letting you spend another Thanksgiving pretending to watch football."
"Those were very important games! I am insulted…okay, how did you know?"
"I got a clue when Phoebe explained about the Green Bay Mermen and you didn't correct her."
"Yeah well…"
"But, Chandler, I'm serious. You have to get past this!"
"Why? I'm great with it, you should be too!"
"I can't be bothered with this now, I have to finish with the mushrooms."
"You know what, I'll do it! I am your husband. I should be able to be trusted with the mushrooms."
"No, how about you work on the cranberry sauce."
"Alright."
"Just mix those berries together in a bowl."
"Okay. I never got why they call it cranberry sauce."
"What?"
"Yeah, I mean, it's not sauce. It's solid."
"I guess 'berry mixture' doesn't roll off the tongue."
"Yeah…what's that smell?"
"Oh God, the apple pie in the other apartment is burning. Be right back."
"Leave me here alone in the kitchen why don't you…hm, that mushroom stuffing does look good…"
"Chandler! Get your finger out of that bowl!"
"Hey, I helped make it!"
"But people are going to have to eat it!"
"So what? Last time I checked I was germ-free!"
"Chandler…"
"Okay, okay, don't use the warning voice on me. What was going on with the apple pie?"
"Joey. He turned the temperature on the oven up."
"I'm surprised he knew how to do that."
"He did. He said he wanted it to get done faster so he could eat it before I got to it."
"That's our Joey, a regular Martha Stewart."
"I know, right? I gave him a quick lesson on baking."
"What?"
"That turning the temperature higher does not make the food cook faster."
"That's more than he knew before."
"That's what he said."
"Yeah…honey, can you get started on the stuffing?"
"Sure…where's the Stove Top?"
"You're kidding, right?"
"This is me we're talking about. I don't know any other way to make stuffing."
"Well, get the bread out of the cabinet and start ripping the slices."
"…that's what that loaf of bread was for?"
"Yeah…why?"
"Remember the French toast I made this morning?"
"That's okay, we only had five slices between us."
"Yeah, but…oh, check the garbage."
"Chandler!"
"So I'm not so handy with the frying pan! Sue me!"