Okay, guys, really funny thing happened today: I'm so busy right now and can't really find the time to write anything (which I really hate), but today I was scrolling through all the stories I've already written for Friends Like Us and I found one I haven't uploaded yet. I don't think it's my best and it's also a short one, but it definitely is something. And I don't want anyone to think I stopped writing. ;) Thank you so much for all the reviews and please tell me what you think of this one.

Dreams

"So, I'm in Las Vegas. I'm Liza Minnelli …"

Monica rolls her eyes at Chandler. After a long day they are all just hanging out at the coffee shop and Chandler is – once again – telling them all about his latest dream. He always has the craziest dreams. Monica isn't sure if he's just telling stories to entertain them and isn't even dreaming this stuff. Actually, it's very possible that he does that. He always wants to entertain everyone around him. But on the other hand: No one could ever come up with these dreams.

"… the phone is ringing and it's my mom again." Chandler concludes and shakes his head.

"And … what does that have to do with Liza Minnelli?" Rachel asks confused.

"Nothing," Chandler shrugs. "I was just being her."

Monica chuckles. Chandler looks at her and laughs, too.

"Alright, despite these really great stories that are being shared I have to go now," Ross says and gets up.

Phoebe jumps up as well. "Hey, Ross, I've been thinking about it and since you don't want me to cleanse your aura, I thought you could maybe try eating the leaves of a …"

"No! Please, Phoebe! Give me a break!" Ross shouts and leaves the coffee house as fast as possible.

"Ross, no, wait, I'm serious. To make you feel better about that whole Carol-thing you should …" She follows him outside.

Suddenly Joey gets up, too.

"Where are you going, Joe?" Chandler asks.

Joey points to the door, through which Ross and Phoebe just left. "I … Phoebe said something about eating and I'm just really interested in that." With that he leaves as well.

Rachel gets up again after Gunther had asked her multiple times to serve the coffee and not just sit there talking the whole time. He was very polite first, but by the fourth time he said it his voice sounded a little annoyed.

"So, Mon," Chandler asks and sits closer to Monica. "What do you think my dreams mean?"

Monica looks at him. She hasn't really paid attention to the last one. What did he tell? Las Vegas. Liza Minnelli. Mom on the phone. "I think you should call your mom more often!"

Chandler grins and nods. "Yeah, I should probably do that." He casts a side glance to Rachel and adds: "Mon, are you alright?"

She knows exactly what he means. It has been quite a week. With Rachel showing up in her life again and the fact that she now moved in with her. She couldn't even really think about all that happened yet.

She looks at Rachel, too, who is approaching them again.

"Let's talk later," she whispers and Chandler nods.

"So, do you think I'd make a good singer?"

"Huh?"

"In my dream. You know, how I tried to make it as a singer and then the microphone in my hand suddenly started to ring and it was my mom?"

Oh, that's what his dream was about. Monica chuckles.

"I think you would. Maybe you should ask Phoebe. She could really teach you stuff."

"Are you making fun of me, Monica?"

"No", Monica grins widely.

"You do," Chandler says and pokes her side.

Monica hits his hand away. "Chandler, stop," she giggles when he starts tickling her.

With a big smile on his face he puts his arm around Monica's shoulder. "So, what do you say now?"

"You'd be the best singer. I'd be in the first row rooting for you, that's for sure."

"I don't like that sarcastic undertone of yours."

"Hey! You taught me that!"

"Yeah, well, you need a lot of practice until you're as good as I am."

Monica rolls her eyes again. "You'd think!"

"Okay," Chandler pulls his arm back from Monica's shoulder and gets up. "I'm gonna go upstairs now. Are you going to join me?"

"Yes, sure."

Just as Monica is at the door she hears Rachel yell and turns around. "Hey, Mon! Wait a minute. Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, sure, Rach!" Monica turns around to face Chandler. "I talk to you in a few minutes, okay?"

"See you in a bit", Chandler says and waves.

Rachel is sitting down on the couch yet again. Monica joins her and looks at her questioningly.

"Mon, are you and Chandler dating?"

Monica coughs, then she shakes her head. "What? Me and Chandler? No way!"

"Come on, tell me, are you maybe secretly dating?"

Monica shakes her head again, even more vehemently than before. "No. Why would you think so?"

"Well, it's just… You are behaving like a couple. You are always sitting together, cuddling, flirting. It seems so obvious."

"No, we are not. I just feel completely comfortable with him."

"I can see that much," Rachel mumbles.

"You should really get back to work!"

"Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"No, but Gunther is looking at you the whole time. It seems like he wants you tell you something important, but I think all he wants is for you to serve coffee."

"Yeah, it's weird. He's always looking at me with this strange look on his face. I think he doesn't really like me. He never really talks to me. Well, I should really go back to work then. See you later, Mon!"

"What did Rachel want to ask you?" Chandler asks as soon as Monica enters his apartment.

"She asked me if you and I are dating."

"What?"

"Yes, she said it looks like we do."

"That's ridiculous."

"I know."

Chandler falls onto the couch and Monica joins him.

"So? How do you feel about Rachel living with you?" Chandler asks.

Monica sighs. "I … I don't know what to think. I mean, it's been years!"

"She's still the same though, right?"

"She is. Her parents spoiled her way too much. She never wanted to hear that but I think she might have realized it now. That's good for her, but I don't know how long I can live with her. I mean, it's gonna be hard."

"She was your best friend."

"Yes, you're right. She was. She's not now."

"That I know. I've met your current best friend. He's great, by the way." Chandler smiles and gives her a wink.

Monica chuckles. "Oh, but Phoebe's a girl."

"That's not the friend I meant."

"Oh, it's not? So, who were you talking about?"

Chandler laughs as well and hits her playfully. "You can deny it as long as you want, Monica Geller, I know you love me."

Monica rolls her eyes. It's not a secret and nothing she is denying: Chandler Bing is the best friend she has ever had and he knows it, too. But it doesn't do anything bad to tease him a little bit. He can cope with that.

"So, you are okay with Rachel staying with you?"

"I guess so. She needs help and I was never able to not help anyone. I always need to mother someone and if I can be the one that turns the spoiled Rachel into a confident woman I will do it. She's gonna live with me and I'm gonna tell you one thing: You are all gonna get along with her!" Monica jumps up from the couch, full of energy now. She has a new project. "I'm going to go over to our apartment right now and see if she's doing anything. If not, I'm going to teach her everything about my cleaning rituals, the tower categories and the order in the fridge."

Chandler looks at her admiring. "That's the Mon I know", he then shouts and pats her shoulder.

Monica is just about to open the door, when she turns around and looks at Chandler one more time. She knows that he knows she was just joking before, but she has to tell him anyway. "Hey, best friend! When you see my second best friend Phoebe, would you mind telling her to come over for a girly night later?"