AN: This story is set in the beginning of season 7. It's just something fun that I thought of. And I think that's all you really need to know )
"Monica that dinner was amazing! I don't think I've ever been this full, ever," Rachel said, placing her fork back on the table.
Monica smiled back at Rachel, and shrieked, "I know!"
The entire gang was hanging out at Monica and Chandler's apartment one Sunday night, enjoying a fancy dinner, consisting of poached salmon, which Monica insisted on making. Her and Ross were busy clearing the table.
Phoebe and Joey got up and moved to the couch to relax and watch television.
"Joey, I feel like I never see you anymore," Phoebe stated.
"What? Pheebs, I see you every day."
She shrugged, "Yeah, but we never really all just hang out like we used to. I miss just being together all the time."
"Uh, Phoebe," Chandler interjected, taking a seat in his recliner, "We are together all the time."
Rachel joined the group in the living room. "I know what she means. We used to just have dinner and hang out here until like 2 in the morning all the time. Now we just meet for coffee, and that kind of thing. We should start having long nights of hanging out."
"I agree!" came Monica's shouted reply from the kitchen, where she was now placing dishes in the sink.
"Alright guys, I know you all want to chat here until the wee hours of the morning, but I have an early class tomorrow, so I gotta head home," Ross told the group.
"A likely story, Geller," Phoebe replied skeptically.
"Aw, come on, we can make a plan to hang out some other time," Ross said, gathering his coat and making his way to the door.
Monica, having cleaned the kitchen to spotless perfection, joined her friends in the living, snuggling up to Chandler in the chair.
"Uh, Mon?" Ross questioned from the door.
"Yes, Ross?"
He returned to where everyone was sitting, holding a doorknob in his hand. "How do you reattach a doorknob to the door?"
"Oh, I know this one!" Chandler quipped.
Monica shushed him. "Wait, Ross, what?"
"The knob just broke off when I was leaving. The knob is off, but the actual mechanical parts of the door seem to be in tact..."
Monica rushed up to inspect the door. "Ross! There's no way to open this! Everything's just stuck!"
Chandler got up and picked up the phone. "I'll call Treeger and see if he can fix it," he said, dialing the numbers.
"God, Ross, for a doctor, you'd think you would be able to open a door," Joey said.
Ross replied with an annoyed stare. "Thanks, Joey."
Rachel was standing with Monica trying to figure out how to get the door open again. "Seriously, Ross, how did you do this?"
"Alright guys," Chandler said, hanging up the phone and placing it back in it's base, "Treeger said he can't do anything tonight. Apparently, he's entertaining a lady friend."
Monica and Rachel gave up trying to fix the door and sat back down with everyone.
"Great, so I'm stuck here all night." Ross said, sitting down on the couch.
Phoebe perked up upon hearing Chandler's news. "You guys! This mean we can all hang out here! All night long! Oh, it's just like a sleepover. Oh yay!"
Rachel sat up when she heard this. "Oh, yeah, guys it will be fun! We can make popcorn and get in our pj's and get drunk and talk all night long!"
Joey, interested by this, spoke, "Alright so when you say pj's, you mean see through nighties and such, right?"
Monica looked at Joey and sighed, "No, Joe, unless you plan on wearing something like that."
He just shrugged, "Worth a shot."
"Okay, well, Mon if we're gonna do this, I need to borrow some pajamas," Rachel stated, standing up.
"Yeah, me too!" Phoebe said, as she followed Rachel and Monica into the bedroom to change their clothes.
"You guys want some sweats or something?" Chandler asked the boys, who remained in the living room.
Ross sighed and got up. "Yeah, if I'm gonna be here all night I might as well get comfortable."
"Uh, Chandler? I may need to borrow some boxers or something, too," Joey said, shyly from his spot on the couch.
Chandler eyed him, with a smirk on his face. "Have a little accident there, did ya?"
"No, see I'm kinda going commando."
Chandler laughed, "Of course. Yeah that's fine, Joe."
Monica emerged from her room wearing a blue tank top and grey sweat pants, followed by Rachel wearing an oversize t-shirt and shorts. And last came Phoebe wearing a matching of set of shirt and pants with puppies on them.
"Lookin' good, ladies," Joey said, nodding his head in approval of their choice of sleepwear.
"Alright, guys lets go get some clothes," Ross said, walking into the bedroom.
As the guys were changing Monica went into the kitchen to get some snacks and drinks for everyone. "Okay, we've got like 8 beers, a full bottle of vodka, and a bunch of mini bottles of stuff."
"Sounds good to me," Rachel said, grabbing the bag full of little bottles.
"Can we make popcorn?" Phoebe asked.
Monica rummaged through her cabinets, looking for popcorn to make. "Yeah, I think we've got some," she said, pulling out a box of microwave popcorn.
The guys returned, dressed in t shirts and sweats.
"Okay, I say we get started on building the fort," Joey said, rubbing his palms together and looking expectantly at his friends.
Monica looked around before she dared to question, "I'm sorry. Building the what now?"
He rolled his eyes at her and answered, "The fort! You always have to make a fort of pillows and blankets and cushions and then all sit around together. It's just the way sleepovers are supposed to work."
Rachel shrugged. "Alright, let's start gathering the materials, Joey."
The pair went into the guest room, removed the comforter and blankets from the bed, and also carried out the pillows. Chandler grabbed the same things from he and Monica's room, and Ross took the cushions off the couch. The fort was centered around the coffee table, with pillows all around and blankets everywhere.
Monica placed the drinks on the table, along with bowls full of chips, pretzels, and candy.
Phoebe grabbed the popcorn from the microwave and came to sit in the fort.
Everyone was seated in their 'fort' and they started munching on snacks.
"Now what?" Chandler asked.