The One With The Wrecked Christmas
--Chapter 8--
THE ONE WITH JOEY'S NEWS (PART I)
Ok, so I know this chapter was not supposed to be an actual chapter, like I said in the end of chapter 7 that 8 will be only like "what to expect in upcoming chapters" but I'm working on editing the previous one to delete me saying that 'cause I changed my mind lol. I'm not a big fan of spoilers. They just sort of…spoil all the fun. Anyway, read on and please read and review afterwards! "GREAT JOEY FAN" thank u all for ur wonderful comments that keep me going...
(Continues where Chapter 7 left us off...)
(Scene: Joey and Rachel's apartment. Joey is walking back and forth in the living-room, obviously nervous, as Ross, Rachel, Monica, Chandler, Phoebe and Mike rush in…so basically everyone lol)
Rachel: Hey!
Ross: Hey, Joey, what's up?
Monica: Yeah, what's going on? What's the big news you wanna give us that made us rush over here and leave the kids with mom?! (She says "mom" with a frown and a disgusted look.)
Joey: Uhh… (sighs) Okay, I have big news.
Chandler: C'mon, man, what is it?
Joey: You guys—I told you guys about my new agent Bobbie, right?
All but Ross: Yeah, yes! Sure you did.
Mike: Yeah, Bobbie. Yeah.
Ross: No, I didn't know about that.
Mike: Yeah, oh and Joey slept with her too.
Ross: (to Joey) So basically HE knows and I don't.
Joey: Anyway, uh, so Bobbie got me an audition for an unbelievable show!
Rachel: Oh my god!
Monica: Joey that's great!
Chandler: So what's the show?
Joey: It's, uh, it's called Nurses and uh…umm, it's in L.A.
(Long Silence)
--Screen Fades to Black--
--Fade in again—
(Everyone is silent for a few seconds)
Ross: So, so if you take the job you'll-you'll be moving to L.A.?
Joey: Yes, if they like my audition. And, no, really you guys. I hear this show's great.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, what's it about?
Joey: Mostly nurses. (Pause) Y'know…nursing and stuff.
Phoebe: But Joey, I just—how can you just leave us here? How could you leave the country?
(Pause)
Joey: I'm sorry, Pheebs, real sorry but y'know, it's time to say good-bye to the United States of America.
Rachel: Joey, you can't leave! 'Cause, I mean, if you leave who's gonna leave dirty underwear in the shower? Or, or! Who am I gonna have to tell to wear underwear every day before going to work?
Joey: You guys, I know this is sudden but I haven't been stable in my acting career since…since…since Sex Actually!
Phoebe: Oh, I love that movie!
Chandler: Man, you can't leave. It's enough already that Monica and I moved out less than a year ago but now to actually not get to see you…at all—
Joey: Hey, I'll still visit. I mean, I mean, I'll come on the holidays and on birthdays and Easter—oh, I am not gonna miss Thanksgiving!
(Another silence. They're all completely speechless and just staring at their friend Joey)
Joey: I—I'm sorry. This is just-I have to do this, you guys, y'know?
Monica: Joey, if I give you ten home-baked chocolate chip cookies, will you stay?
Joey: Awe…are we talking about your special Thanksgiving dessert chocolate chip cookies?
Monica: Yeah.
Joey: We'll see.
Phoebe: I-I still can't believe you're gonna-you're gonna move.
Joey: I-I know, but I'm not a hundred percent sure I'm moving, 'cause you never know if the producers on the show will like me.
Phoebe: Oh, c'mon, Joe, the show's called Nurses—it's perfect for you, of course they'll like you!
Monica: Alright, I-I gotta go. I mean, I'm shocked obviously. But I gotta go check on Jack and Erica before my mom wrecks them…y'know, like she did with me.
Chandler: Bye, honey, I'll meet you there. Oh—and while you're at it, would you tell Richard I say hello?
Monica: (chuckles) What?
Chandler: Oh, riiiiight! Richard stopped by, says hi.
Monica: Richard?
Ross: Richard as in "Monica's-extremely-old-ex boyfriend" Richard?
Chandler: That's the one!
Monica: Richard stopped by? At our house?
Chandler: Yeah.
Monica: Well, what-what'd he want?
Chandler: Hey, do I ask what your buddies want when they come over?
Monica: (chuckles) What? "Buddies"?
Chandler: That's what they'll call us.
Monica: They as in…?
Chandler: People.
Monica: Well, what'd you guys talk about?
Chandler: Oh, we talked about a lot of stuff.
Monica: Such as…?
Chandler: Poverty, world hunger, politics, you.
Monica: Whoa, wait. (Chuckles) You uh you guys talked about me?
Phoebe: Oh my god you guys are so pathetic! Go solve your pathetic problems elsewhere! (pushes both Monica and Chandler outside the apartment) God…
Ross: Joey, I-I don't know what to say.
Phoebe: Oh, I do! I'm pregnant!
All: WHAT?! (Monica and Chandler return, Chandler also shocked by the news)
Phoebe: I'm pregnant.
Joey: Oh my god Pheebs are you sure?
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Mike: Honey, I thought you said we were gonna wait till—
Phoebe: Mike, shh, I'm talking. (Pause) Yes, Joey, I am with child which is exactly why you should not move to L.A. because Hercules Hannigan would want to see his uncle Joey.
Ross: Hercules?
Phoebe: Yeah, what do you guys think of Hercules as a name?
Chandler: Of a human?
Joey: Pheebs, I see what you're trying to do here, trying to get me to stay in New York, but if I get this job…
(Pause)
Rachel: You're gonna take it.
Joey: This is my career.
Monica: We are your friends!
Ross: Monica! The man's right. It's his career and he's not gonna put his entire career-life on hold just to stick around with his friends…you know, some of whom are getting married soon (he hugs Rachel), others who are having a baby (refers to Phoebe and Mike) and-and, y'know, some of whom who are just simply thoughtless of your life (refers to Monica).
Chandler: What about me?
Phoebe: No, Joey, don't listen o him. He's just being, y'know, all Ross. All scientific and Ross, y'know? You'd wanna listen to your good floopy friend Pheebs. 'Cause, you know, she's all…floopy and-and Pheebster.
Joey: I-I have to go think some stuff. (leaves)
Chandler: Wow, that went well. (talking to Ross) Could've been worse, we could've shot you.
(Scene: Joey and Rachel's apartment; time lapse. It is late at night and Joey is watching TV on the recliner as Ross enters with two pizzas.)
Ross: Hey! I brought pizza!
Joey: Alright Ross! Woohoo! (gets up, sits at counter and eats) Ok, you can shut the door after you leave. (Ross looks at him.) Or...you can stay over and have free dinner with me!
Ross: Yeah!
Joey: Mm-hmm, this is good.
Ross: You think?
Joey: Hey, Ross, I just wanna say that I'm sorry man, again, of what happened the other night, y'know with me kissing Rachel then me...telling you about it afterwards.
Ross: Then reminding me about it every ten minutes.
Joey: Right. Yeah, well, anyway, the point is that I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause any trouble between the two of you.
Ross: That's alright, man. Besides, you wouldn't have told me about it if you weren't such an incredible friend.
Joey: Right, yeah, I'm an incredible friend.
Ross: You sure are!
Joey: Do I have any superpowers?
Ross: And anyway, I mean, everything worked out fine. Me and Rachel are engaged, I've forgiven you and everything's worked out for the best.
Joey: Yeah, but do I have any superpowers?
Ross: Man, I just can't wait to get married, y'know? And then have kids then have more kids.
Joey: Seriously? You really looking forward to having more illegitimate kids?
Ross: Of course! I mean, I can't wait to have more kids from Rachel. It's always been such an impossible dream for me to be married to Rachel, own a big house in Jersey and always come visit in the summer.
Joey: And don't forget your pal Joey Tribbiani in L.A.
Ross: (head-down) Oh, right.
Joey: (seeing Ross head-down and sad, tries to cheer him up) Who...is Dr. Drake Ramoray, star of Days of Our Lives.
Ross: Former.
Joey: Former.
Ross: (chuckles) Where is Rachel anyway?
Joey: Oh, I don't know. I think she's at work 'cause her bedroom door's closed and that's weird.
Ross: I'll go check...
(Cut to Rachel's room where Rachel is folding come clothes on her bed.)
(She stops, sighs then looks around.)
(Rachel approaches her bedstand, opens a drawer and takes out a small brown box. Then she starts taking out some from it...keys, makeup, earrings, etc.)
(Then she takes out a pregnancy test, stares at it and keeps it in her hands)
Ross (entering): Hey, Rach? -- Oh.
Rachel: (sighs) Ross.
Ross: I, uh, Joey said you might not be here and then we saw your door--Rach? Is-is that...
Rachel: Ok, Ross, don't freak out okay? This is just--I'm not pregnant. It's just that, well, I don't know what's gotten into me lately. I've been having these moodswings and I've been naseous all day long and let's not forget about my back pains.
Ross: These are all signs of pregnancy.
Rachel: Yes, but I--I don't feel pregnant. You know? I'll-I'll take the test first thing in the morning.
Ross: Okay. (smiles) Why would you think I'd be freaking out? (kisses her, leaves then shuts the door after him)
(Zoom in on Rachel's scared face)
Rachel: (silently) Because I am.
--Fade to Black--
Hope you liked it! Ok, now the title is The One With The Wrecked Christmas, but I'm kinda hoping to keep this story going till a long time, so the title is kind of irrelevant right now (lol) Please tell me if i should go on, 'cause if u dont wanna I can end this is the next chap, in a perfect way...
Please READ and REVIEW, or just review right now 'cause I'm pretty sure you already read :D i appreciate all comments and hope you're enjoying this! (chapter 9 is now in the works)