Yes, here is my contribution to the Dialogue Only fic thing that's sweeping the Friends section of It's pretty short, and I kinda hate it, because I only wrote it when I was having a Nano block, but there you go. Please review.
"Chandler, what is this?"
"What's what?"
"This! This…this!"
"Ah. Eloquent as always, Miss Geller."
"…"
"Oh, don't look at me like that. You can't be mad- this isn't even your apartment!"
"I know. It's just….the pillows are all over and…god, Chandler, sheets belong on a bed! Haven't I taught you anything?"
"Well, Mon, the purpose of a tent is to not be sleeping in your bed. So we don't need the sheets on the beds."
"The purpose of a tent is to protect you from outside elements. You do not need a tent in the living room."
"Are you kidding? Look at that… stuff growing on the ceiling! That's scarier than any "outside elements"!"
"Chandler, what are you--oh my god, what is that?"
"I don't know. We think it feeds off food particles in the air, because I got Joey to stop trying to catch melted cheese balls in his mouth at least two years ago, and it's still growing."
"Wait--so you're saying it was there when Rachel and I were living here?"
"Yeah, but it's okay, I know it would be to much to ask of you to clean it…I mean, come on. That is disgusting."
"But--I know I cleaned every inch of the apartment! How could I have missed it?"
"Oh, it's not unusual. We wouldn't have even noticed it if Phoebe hadn't seen it when she was trying to count the dots on out ceiling."
"But--is it in your room, too? Because--oh God, I was sleeping there!"
"No, I'll give it another five years or so until it spreads that much."
"But-what if it spreads into the hallway, and into my apartment? What if I can't clean it? What if--oh god, Chandler, I'm going to have nightmares about this!"
"Well, I'd invite you to sleep in our tent, but, well…it's Men's World."
"I don't want--Men's World?"
"Yes. Men's World. And you are too pretty to be a man, so-"
"Men's World?"
"Yes. Do you have to sound so incredulous?"
"I'm not…incredulous, just…it sounds like a theme park."
"Well, Joey wanted a roller coaster, but we figured that even the smallest one would cause us to scrape out heads on the ceiling, and we didn't want to risk angering it."
"Chandler! I'd almost forgotten!"
"Oh, relax. I was just kidding!"
"Fine! I'm going to bed, and you two have fun in Boy's World."
"Hey, don't make fun! It's not my fault you have a…a naming problem!"
"A naming problem?"
"Yes! You didn't like my Merge! idea! And now, Missy, it's too late. Those flashes of brilliance only happen once, maybe twice in a lifetime, and you missed out on a great one."
"…"