A/N- Here's another. I got bored.

Chapter Ten:

Frodo opened the door to the next challenge. As soon as all ten of them filed into the room, the door slammed shut behind them and music filled their ears.

So no one told you life was gonna be this way…the jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A. …it's like you're always stuck in second gear…and when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, even your year…I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to fall…I'll be there for you, like I've been there before…I'll be there for you-

"I'll be there for you too," sang Pippin to finish the song. The other nine stared at him for a few minutes. "What? It was catchy!"

"Ah yes… I love that song," said a voice from behind them. The ten jumped, then turned around slowly.

"Who are you?" asked Jack.

"I'm Joey. Duh." When he saw no spark of recognition from any of them, he continued, "From DOOL… Days of our Lives… you know, the Soap Opera?" Crickets chirped in the background.

Julia broke the silence, "And who are all these people?"

"These are Rachel, Phoebe, Monica, Ross, and Chandler. I can't believe you don't know who we are. The last guy who came through here was a huge fan!"

"Darth Vader?"

"Yeah, him!" said Rachel. "He even had 'Friends' boxers on…"

"That was a scarring experience," Phoebe added.

"Darth Vader wears 'Friends' boxers?"

"Guess so…"

"So," said Winston, cutting to the chase, "what's the obstacle here?"

"Obstacle?" asked Ross. "What do you mean?"

"In Gandumbliwon's instructions, it said we would face obstacles to get to him… what do we have to do here?"

"I'm not really sure," responded Chandler.

Monica's hand shot into the air. "I KNOW!" she yelled. "A Gellar family tradition…"

Ross looked at her in disbelief. "But it isn't even Thanksgiving! We can't… we couldn't…"

"Oh yes we could. You five are on my team… and the tall one's are on the other team."

"What about us?" demanded Pippin.

"Go wide," said Ross.

"Oh, come on, let's get a hot pretzel," said Rachel, leading the hobbits away.

"Excuse me," said Jack, "but what are we doing, love?"

"Touch football!" exclaimed Monica. "Winner takes… drum roll please… the GELLAR CUP!" Ross looked at it in awe. Everyone else looked bewildered and confused.

"Okay, let's go!" said Monica, pulling out a ball.

The five friends began throwing it around, moving down the field. The six others stood still, not knowing what to do. How were they supposed to win a game they had never heard of? Winston thought he saw a tear fall from Julia's eye.

At that moment, they heard a scream come from the other end of the room. The six looked over. There were Monica and Ross, both holding on to the ball. "It was my touchdown!" shouted Monica.

"I was holding the ball!" exclaimed Ross. "It's my touchdown!"

"No! It! Wasn't!"

"Yes! It! Was!"

"Why does it matter?" asked Phoebe, "You're both on the same team?"

"Because I need it for my scorebook- diary, I mean diary!"

"Could you be any weirder?" said Chandler.

Meanwhile, the other six were making their way towards the door. "I wonder if we can just open it?" asked Winston.

"I don't know," whispered Julia, "Let's try." Winston pushed the door open. They all gaped at it. How could it be that easy? After exchanging uneasy looks, they proceeded to the next room. They could still hear the five friends arguing as the door slammed shut behind them…