Monica and Chandler were just sitting in the living room when they realized they were doing nothing. Neither of them felt like watching TV or anything like that, so they decided to see what Sophie wanted to do.

"What do you want to do today Sophie?" asked Monica.

"Go somewhere fun!" said Sophie.

Chandler rolled his eyes. "She always says that. It doesn't really have to be somewhere fun. Last time I took her to the grocery store."

"How about the playground?" suggested Monica.

"No!" cried Rachel, coming into the room. "Bad idea! Bad idea!"

Monica and Chandler both turned around when they saw her, then looked at her oddly.

"Why?" asked Chandler.

"They're dangerous!" said Rachel, like it was obvious. Chandler and Monica were just confused. "The swings! They're dangerous!"

"Dangerous?" asked Chandler. "How?"

Rachel rolled her eyes. "People can get their hair stuck in them."

"You mean like you did?" Monica said, crossing her arms. "Because Sophie doesn't even have nearly as much hair as you had then."

"Doesn't make a difference. You ready to go, Chandler?"

Chandler nodded, then picked up Sophie and headed towards their bedroom. "I just have to grab the stroller."

"Okay."

"You're crazy, Mon!" said Rachel. "She'll get hurt!"

Monica rolled her eyes. "It's the playground, Rach, not a bomb field."

"It's a hair-destroyer!"

"Sophie doesn't even have that much hair!"

Rachel shrugged. "It could still happen, Mon!"

Just then, Chandler came into the room with the stroller. "Ready to go, Mon?"

"Yup. See you later, Rach."

"You're going to regret it, Monica! She'll be scarred for life! Her hair! Her- oh, you know what? I'm coming with you."

Chandler and Monica laughed as Rachel grabbed her purse and followed them out the door.

When they got to the park, the first thing they did was play on the slides, since Rachel seemed to think that was the safest. Then Sophie played in the tunnels and Chandler helped her with the climbing wall, and finally Monica decided it was time for the swings.

Rachel began panicking, but she calmed down when she saw that nothing was happening.

"See, Rachel?" said Monica. "She's just having fun. Nothing is going to happen."

Chandler nodded. "Yeah, see? She's just-"

Just then, Sophie swung right into Chandler and he was knocked to the ground.

"I told you!" exclaimed Rachel, stopping the swing. "I told you this was a bad idea!"

"No," argued Chandler, standing up. "I'm fine. It's fine. She didn't hit me hard."

Rachel pouted. "I still think that we should go home."

"You can," said Monica. "But Sophie is having fun, aren't you, Sophie?"

Sophie nodded. "Swing!"

Shaking her head, Rachel looked around the park. She stepped away from the swings, observing everything else around her. Though the kids were laughing and happy, all she could see were accidents waiting to happen. Rub burns on the slide, hair caught in the swings, fat kids stuck in the tubes... it was chaotic, and she could not believe that everyone else thought it was just fun.

"Help!" cried a kid. "Help!"

Knowing that it was coming from the swing set, Rachel turned to Monica. "See? I told you so! You can get your hair stuck!"

"Rachel…" began Chandler, very slowly. "The kid doesn't have his hair stuck in the swing, he has his entire body stuck in it."

Both Monica and Rachel gasped as they noticed that the boy in the baby swing was around the age of twelve, and crammed into the tiny seat. His friends were just laughing at him and his parents were nowhere around. Rachel immediately sprang into action, taking Chandler with her.

"It's all right, sweetie!" she said, as Chandler chased his friends away. "We'll get you out of there!"

So Rachel pulled on his arms and Chandler pushed on his legs, and eventually he popped out like a piece of bread in a toaster.

"Thank you!" he said, before running off out of the park, presumably to go home.

Rachel watched him, then gasped when she saw that Sophie was still on the swings. "Monica!" she scolded. "Didn't you just see what happened? Swings are dangerous!"

Monica just laughed and shook her head. "See, the difference is that my baby actually is a baby. She fits in these swings, and she'll know better than to do anything like that when she gets older."

"Really?"

"I promise."

"Promise!" said Sophie, smiling. "Promise! Promise!"

Rachel nodded and smiled at little Sophie. "Well, are you guys almost done here anyway? I'm starving!"

"Soon enough," laughed Monica. "Sophie is still having fun, but in like fifteen minutes or so we can go to Subway and get some sandwiches, okay?"

"Sounds good to me," said Chandler, rubbing his stomach. It had been an eventful day, all right.

"And me," agreed Rachel. After what had just happened she had been a little scared, but now she realized that as long as you took all the safety precautions (And made sure to play on stuff appropriate for your own age!) that the playground really was a fun place after all.

"Me too!" nodded Sophie, and they all laughed. She was such a cute little girl, and a smart one too.

(A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! The next one will be up soon. Thanks for reading!)