It's Chandler's turn now. :) I was cleaning the bathroom today and this story just popped into my head. It's a short one, I hope you enjoy it. Please tell me what you think. And thank you for all your kind reviews so far.

Advice

"Dumb Joey and his stupid … dumbness," Chandler murmurs and looks around his empty apartment. It's empty. It's really empty. In fact there is nothing left but a canoe he didn't want in the first place. He kicks against the canoe, but that doesn't help. Only his foot his hurting now and he stares at the wooden boat angrily. He's bored. He doesn't know what to do. It's easier for Joey. He just went out on a date earlier this night. Because that's Joey and he doesn't have a problem to get a date within a few seconds. But he's Chandler and he can't do stuff like that. So he has to stay at home on a Friday night. And he doesn't only have to stay home, but also has to stay in a completely empty apartment.

Suddenly his face brightens when he remembers there might be someone who doesn't have a date on a Friday night as well. There might still be a chance of company on this lonely night.

With a smile on his face he walks over to the apartment next to his and opens the door. He doesn't even bother knocking, he hasn't done this since … well, he doesn't think he has ever knocked on Monica's door. He has his fingers crossed that she's there.

And he's lucky. He hears her mumbling in the bathroom. He walks over to it. The door is open and Monica is kneeing in front of the toilet, scrubbing it with kind of a content smile on her face. Chandler watches her and chuckles. Monica is the only woman who enjoys cleaning. Actually she enjoys it so much that she spends her Friday nights with it. But Chandler thinks that Monica is also the only woman who looks beautiful even when she's cleaning the toilet.

"Hey," he calls attention to himself.

Monica looks up at him. "Hey." She smiles and Chandler cannot resist to smile back.

"What are you doing?" Chandler leans against the door frame.

"What do you think?" Monica laughs.

Chandler shrugs. "Looks like you are enjoying your Friday night." With everyone else that would have been just another sarcastic comment, but with Monica he's serious. And he knows that she knows that, too.

That's why she smiles happily. "Yeah, I am."

Monica begins to scrub again and Chandler watches her.

"What about you, Chandler?"

"I don't know." Chandler sighs.

"Are you bored?"

"Yeah, a little bit."

"A little?"

"Okay, well, a lot."

Monica smiles. "An apartment without anything in it is boring, huh?"

"Yes. I hate Joey!"

"No, you don't." Monica gets up and turns around to continue with cleaning the bath tub.

"I really do."

"No, you don't. You are mad right now, but you don't hate him."

Chandler sighs. "Maybe you're right." He sighs. What was he thinking? Of course she's right. She's always right.

She smiles contently and keeps on scrubbing the bath tub. Chandler doesn't know what to say, but he's not feeling uncomfortable. That's one of the amazing things with Monica. Normally he freaks out about every silence, but with her he's able to say nothing at all and enjoy the time anyway. He closes the lid of the toilet and sits down on it.

"Monica?" He asks after a while.

She startles up in surprise. "Huh! Chandler? You are still there?" She seems to have completely forgotten about him.

"Monica, I'm still bored."

Monica sighs. "Well, I'm not. I'm really busy right now. But feel free to turn on my tv and watch something."

"I don't wanna watch tv all by myself. Can we hang out?"

Monica laughs. "Chandler, I really have to clean in here."

"Mon, come on, it's already really clean."

"You don't know."

"Yes, I can see it. Hang out with me. Please?"

Monica rolls her eyes.

He gets up and walks into the living room. He really doesn't want to sit on the couch all by himself. He hates being alone. Thinking about Monica's concentrated face he decides not to bother her for a while and switches on the tv.

"Mon?" He comes back to the bathroom a few minutes later.

Monica is now cleaning the sink and looks at him a little annoyed. "What?"

"I really need your advice on something."

Monica sighs. "Does it have to be now?"

"Yes, it's really urgent." Chandler pulls a puppy face, knowing very well that Monica can't resist this face.

She sighs again, then she puts her gloves away and washes her hands. "What is it?"

"You have to come to the living room with me."

"Okay."

Chandler sits down onto the couch and points to the place besides him. "You should really be sitting down."

Monica rolls her eyes once again and sits down next to him. "What is it?"

Chandler points to two bowls on the coffee table. "Popcorn or chips?"

"What? I don't care. Popcorn!" Monica says, still confused.

Chandler nods and grabs the bowl of popcorn and puts it on his lap. Then he turns on the tv again and puts his arm around Monica. He's smiling happily.

Monica eyes him and sighs. "Chandler?"

"Yes?"

"You didn't really need any advice, right?"

"Well, you really helped me with this popcorn-chips-dilemma."

Monica chuckles. "You are cheeky!"

Chandler shrugs and smiles.

"I should really go back to the bathroom to teach you a lesson. That was really sneaky!" But she puts her head on Chandler's shoulder and sighs. "But I'm way to comfortable right now."

Chandler's smile grows bigger and bigger. He won. He cannot win against Monica most of the time. But when he does, he feels great every time. He pulls her closer. "I win," he whispers in one of her ears. But his voice is really just a whisper and Monica is concentrating on the movie, so she doesn't hear it. Thank God, Chandler thinks, I would be in a lot of trouble if she would have heard it.