Author's Note: Hokay, people. New chappie. I loooorve you all.

Oh yes the mighty sam: Your name isn't Sam. We all know the truth. Nope, my fic and your angst ain't ever gonna meet. And I'll keep on writing. When I'm not doing something more important….

Kla2: I would want to see the 11th season of Friends too. Because it would be, in the words of Rorie and I, tizzight.

Where-my-heart-resides: I love your reviews! Even if you have been reading this for forever. That makes me feel all special… people are still reading this story after all the weird crap. Yaay for you!

Disclaimer: I don't not not own this schiz…. or Friends… but I do have friends… they are pretty great friends…

Chapter 21: He is Ross and he always will be in our hearts.

The zooming noise continued as Jennifer Aniston, Courteney Cox Arquette, Lisa Kudrow, Matt LeBlanc, Matthew Perry, and David Schwimmer flew through the air and landed at the feet of the great Harry Potter. The friends looked around in total confusedness.

"Where are we? And who the hell are you people?" asked Jen, she was the only important one after all.

Fred spoke up, because he is the leader. "I am Fred, the leader. And these are my friends… we are wizards… and we have been stuck in Wal-Mart since October 5, 2004."

The cast of Friends looked at him like he was crazy. "Are you kidnappers?" asked Matt… the LeBlanc one. "Because I need to get back soon, I've got to film the next episode of Joey."

"Yeah, and I have some Hanes sellout commercials to film," said Matt… the Perry one.

"I have to get back to reading about my divorce and practicing my next speech about how Angelina Jolie had nothing to do with it," added Jen.

The other three started to say their own reasons about why they needed to get back to their stupid lives, but luckily, they were interrupted by Ron. "SHUT THE HELL UP! You are just making us all cry. Now, we know you guys all seriously suck now but we need you. We need you, damn it!"

"All right, you freak red head," said Ross… I mean, David. "What do you need us to do and why do you need us to do it?"

"Well, Ross," started Ron, but he was interrupted by Ross.

"The name is actually David; Ross is just a character I play on TV."

The Freds laughed and Ron started talking again. "Okay, Ross, whatever you say. Now, I need you guys to film an eleventh season of Friends for me."

The six actors looked at each other in confusion, it was clear to them they were dealing with totally insane people. Who else but crazy people would stay in Wal-Mart for over a year? "I'm sorry; I must not have heard you correctly. But an eleventh season?" said Lisa.

Ginny nodded. "That's right. My brother here," She put a hand on Ron's shoulder. "Has lost the love of his life to the opera."

"DAMN YOU, OPERA!" yelled Harry. Ginny came over and took his hand in hers.

"Don't worry, Harry. Everything is going to work out all right." She gave him an encouraging smile and turned back to Matt, Matt, Lisa, Jen, Courteney, and Ross.

"Now, don't you see how important that last season is?"

Matt, Matt, Lisa, Jen, Courteney, and Ross shook their heads. "Yeah… no, I still don't understand what any of this has to do with us. And I don't understand why you people don't just leave Wal-Mart," said Courteney, speaking for the first time.

"The only way to bring Hermione, Ron's love, back is for you guys to make an eleventh season. It is really very simple," said George. "Idiots."

"Just hold on one second while we decide," said Jen and gestured to her little group to make a huddle.

The Freds held each other's hands and waited anxiously. After what seemed like entire seconds, or possibly several sunlit days, the Friends put their hands in the middle of their huddle, chanted "NBC sucks!" and broke out of their huddle.

"Hokay," said Jen, clearly their leader. "We'll do it."

The Freds cheered loudly and a lot.

"Yes! Come on, Ross, we've got some filming to do!" yelled Ginny.

"The name is David! Not Ross! What will it take to make you people see?"

Now, all you readers, would be the time to insert a montage of The Freds and The Friends writing, filming, and doing lots of technological stuff to put the show on DVD. The song that is playing is Harry Nilsson's Best Friend. A clip of a frustrated Fred wading up a piece of paper that he had been writing on is shown, a clip is shown of Harry doing Matt and Matt's hair, a clip of David and Ron yelling then forgiving each other and hugging, a clip of Jen starting to cry while filming a scene, a clip of George surrounded by lots of technical looking equipment writing "DVDs suck!" on a wall with spray paint, and finally the music fades out as we view a happy looking bunch all standing around triumphantly, George is holding up a DVD set.

"That was a lot of fun, guys. I wouldn't have realized how much I missed filming this show if it wasn't for you five," said Matt… the Perry one.

"Same goes for me," said Courteney. "I hope Hermione will come back now."

"So do I," said Ron then he clapped David on the back. "I sure am going to miss you, Ross."

"And I'm going to miss you, Rupert." The two hugged.

The Freds waved goodbye, "Bye, guys. We'll miss you." And they watched The Friends get on their bus to leave. They all looked sad, but when they were turing around to leave, another bus pulled up. This bus said "OPERA" on it. Ron opened his mouth in shock as Hermione stepped off the bus. "Hi, Ron, I heard you made me an eleventh season." She smiled.

Ron looked sheepishly down to the ground. "Yeah, well, everyone helped. We all just wanted to get you back."

"I love you, Ron," she said and hopped into his arms. He fell down. Because he is weak. Everyone cheered.

Annie/Note: That was fun to write. I hope you all enjoyed it. Math is stupid. Don't review… I am using reverse psychology.