Months later, she finally recovered from that stupid break-up with Richard. I'm glad she's starting to smile in front of all of us again, laugh with us, focus on other things. Phoebe just announced that we were going to Montauk to meet her mother, well she'll only meet her. We'll probably get drunk or stay inside the house we'll be staying.

I started packing as I got into my bedroom, just packing important things I need to bring like clothes. As I packed my clothes, I thought what else to bring. I was sitting on my bed, staring at the distance for God knows how long, when suddenly my bedroom door creaked open. My gaze looked at the door, seeing the short raven haired girl. "You ready?" She asked softly. I gave her a lopsided grin, "I don't know what else to bring." "Just clothes would be fine though. Or medicine if you're taking those. Or bathing suits." "I think shirts and shorts would be a better thing to wear." She stifled a laugh, then she left the room with the door still opened.

I looked at the ground, still thinking. Until I came to the conclusion of just packing the things I've packed. Stood up and closed the bag. Grabbing the handle of the bag then closed the door, both top and bottom part. Monica was sitting on the stool by the kitchen sink. Her hair was tied up into a bun. "Come on, let's go." She stood up and grabbed the suitcase. We both then walked out of my apartment, I locked the door, then we both started going down the stairs to Central Perk, where we will wait for Phoebe's cab. We sat down the chairs near the door of the coffeehouse where customers come and go. "It seems like a sunny day." I broke the awkward tension. "Yeah." Was all she could breathe out. Then, a couple passed by us, their arms with the other.

"Would you look at them. Am I ever gonna find a boyfriend again. I'll die an old maid."

"You're not gonna die an old maid, maybe an old spinster cook."

She didn't looked pretty amused but happen to muster out a sarcastic reply. "Thanks!"

"Hey now besides, if worst comes to worst, I'll be your boyfriend."

She started laughing. I did felt quite hurt but I was mostly confused on why she bothered laughing at my offer.

"Yeah right."

"Why is that so funny?"

"You made a joke right? So I laughed."

Ah, so she thinks it's a joke. Huh. You know what? I don't know. Everyday I tell myself, it's just a crush, you'll get over it. I also think, what if we went out together? Hey, that was my mind speaking! Not what I really intend to think about.

"Ha-ha-ha. A little too hard. What am I not ah, boyfriend material?"

"Well, no. You're Chandler." Now everything is getting even confusing. "Y'know, Chandler!" She hits me as she says my name, which makes it even more.

"Okay, so we've established my name, and hit me." I acknowledged. Continuing, "But theoretically y'know, I mean say we weren't friends, say it's a blind date. I show up at your door, and I'm like—" I then started using a fake voice to continue the statement. Which was kinda deep but still it didn't sound like me at all. "—Hey, nice to meet, ya. Hey, oh-hey."

"Well I'd probably be scared of a guy using a fake voice." I nodded, seeing her point. It would be weird if someone was using a fake voice to a date, worse, a blind date. Even worse, if the one you're going out with is your best friend. We then saw a figure of Joey holding a brown paper bag. He says it was his luggage, not food. Swings his boxers around and places it back in the bag. Seems okay.

Moments go on, we get in a cab and drive our way to Montauk. Phoebe says that her client with a fuzzy back gives her the beach house to use to stay there so that we could save ourselves some money. Which was nice of him. However, as we got there, it was raining pretty badly. Me and Monica even took cover by Rachel's hat, which looks pretty giant, about at least a foot wide per se? As Phoebe opens up the entrance into the house, all of us noticed how much sand were there. "Oy." Phoebe said. "What's with all this sand?" Raven—brunette? Hell, Monica asked. "Oh, yeah, Bob said there might be flood damage." Phoebe replied. Ross replied to her answer, saying either that or the owner has a very big cat.

I went upstairs and chose a room, opened the light of the room, placing my bag on the bed and laid down beside it. Hands on my head, the light illuminating on me. I sighed, rested for awhile.

While resting, I dreamt of a nuclear holocaust. No one else was there. However, I heard familiar scream. "Help! Someone!" The person who owns the voice then turned to the block I was standing in. It was Monica, she seems to be on the verge of tears. "Chandler!" She then came running to me. Running, running, running. Thin arms tightened around me. Tears then came dripping on my vest. I hold her tightly back. We were there. All alone. Hugging each other like our lives depended on it. "I thought I lost everyone." She mutter softly. "Well, not everyone." I said, kissing the top of her head. She smiled. "I'm scared, Chandler." "Everything will be alright, Mon. I'll stay by your side." She pulled back with a sudden realization. "You know what?" I looked down to her. "You're not such a bad boyfriend after all."

Sat up straight as I was awoken from such rest. I decided to go downstairs and see if they're in the living room surrounded by sand, literally. I saw almost all of them just there, staring off to space or doing something. Joey was just playing on the sand, Ross lying back down on one chair, and Rachel and Monica were just gossiping to each other some things. Noticing, Phoebe wasn't there.

"Oh great, you're finally awake." Joey informed. I nodded and sat beside Joey on the sand. He gave me one of those things you could build a part of a castle within minutes. "You have any suggestion we could do?" He asked me. "Nope." "Dammit." I just grinned then started making a castle. He just told me Phoebe went out to go and visit Phoebe, the other one, the friend of her mother and father back in high school.

Later, Rachel was painting Monica's nails. Then came Rachel and Ross running around, one of them even stumbled on my castles. "Big bullies!" I shouted. Cue on time, Phoebe came back. She explained and showed a picture of her dad, although I think it's more of someone else rather than her dad, then questioned if all of us were bored. We all sighed yes. Stretching out an arm, she spun around and as she stopped, it pointed at me. "Okay, we all have to play..strip poker?" I sounded like I was asking. I made Joey really happy and excited. We all sat down as Joey took a board game from somewhere in the beach house. "Strip 'Happy Days' game?" "Either that or Strip Bag-of-old-knitting-stuff." Monica shrugged it off as she placed the dices on the board going to her seat. At the back of my mind, stripping her sounds like a nice and sexy idea.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What the hell, Chandler?

I don't know, that just got me daydreaming.

That's Monica. Monica is who we're talking about here!

Well, I mean she's gorgeous, sexy, hot..

Okay, don't go further. But she's your best friend.

I'm slowly falling in love with her.

Wait.

What?

No I'm not. I'm not. It's just I need to clear off mixed feelings of mine. I'm not falling in love, not even for a bit.

As the game goes on, I managed to keep my pants on when Monica told to take off my pants. Well, none of us were worse than Joey, who looks like he's freezing, since he only has his boxers on and nothing else. That's when Rachel stood up, gave in the rest of the remaining margaritas from the pitcher, telling everyone she'll be making more. As she went to the kitchen, Monica stood and told that she'll help her out. Reminds me she didn't have her shorts on anymore. Just a blouse and her underwear. Pretty seducing.

Then Bonnie comes in. I'm pretty sure Rachel's night will get worse. Maybe even the following days and nights we'll be here. Bonnie telling us she'll be catching up, she took off her upper clothes just revealing her bra, leaving us shocked. Well, mainly the girls took it the other way kind of shock whilst for us guys..you know the drill. And it goes on and on. I don't wanna talk about it.

Joey then fell asleep on the ground, me and Phoebe decided to keep him warm by putting sand all over him. Phoebe being too creative, decided that we should design the sand covering him as a mermaid, with big boobs. I don't see why won't it be a nice thing, in fact, he'll love it. Monica walks into the kitchen, as did I picking up a bottle and pointed at her, saying:

"So, you still don't think I'm boyfriend material?"

"Huh?"

"I saw you checking me out during the game last night."

"You didn't even take off your pants."

"Yeah, well, lucky for you."

"What?"

"I don't know."

Why am I proving to her that I am someone who is boyfriend material, especially since she's, you know, my best friend? Rachel came by and Phoebe shushed her, pointing at Joey who was still fast asleep, surrounded by sand. Bonnie and Ross also came and shared a kiss.

Rest of the day was tiring to elaborate, ok. Ross and Rachel kissed, Rachel admits that she was just mad at Ross and still loves him, Ross contemplates whether to go to either Bonnie's or Rachel's room, and Phoebe, not our Phoebe, is actually Phoebe's birth mom. That's a handful. Yet, at the end of the day, me and Monica just played around. Remember when I told her what if I was her blind date for the day, or night? Well, that's kind of what we're doing. I went outside of the house, closed it, and knocked. She turned the knob revealing me outside.

"Hi there." I say in a deep, yet fake voice.

"That's that weird voice again."

"Okay! Okay! Let me try it again, you're gonna wanna date this next guy, I swear!"

She closes the door, I started taking off my shoes and went on my knees, shoes supporting my knees. That was I look like a midget. I knocked, she opened.

"Hi! I'm Dorf! You're date for the evening."

She smiles but walks away in disgust from me, I came inside for a bit.

"Oh come on! Dorf on dating, that's good stuff!"

She turns back to me, "Come on, drop it already." I went inside, got up, closed the door behind me. I went up to her, she was by the kitchen counter. "Not if you tell me if you'll go out with me." She rolls her eyes and sighed. "Hypothetically." She glares at me then went upstairs. I heard her giggle as she went up. 'I could change for you.' I thought, grinning as I also went upstairs

A/N: Bit delayed, oops. Lost motivation and I couldn't focus typing in class, lmao. Anyways, a thousand and nine hundred fifty six words! I even write the numbers out in words 'cause that's how much of a nerd I am! I was originally gonna place a bit, well almost every, bit of episode one season 4. However, I decided to just keep this chapter up to season 4. I have more stories planned and I'll probably get the fourth chapter in late 'cause first, I need motivation and inspiration. Second, school oops. Yeah, I'm not a working person or some adult. I'm just below the 18 year old and above age range. Anyways, please review. Some parts were rushed.