my lobster | phoebe x joey [completed]

Chapter 24: The one with the reform

Three months had passed and we had discovered we were going to have a boy and two girls. We were euphoric about being parents, but we hadn't chosen the names of the babys yet. We had already received suggestions: Joey's sisters wanted to call the boy Taddeo and Frank wanted to call one of the girls Brittney. However, we didn't like any of the names, they just weren't emotional for us. We had decided to redecorate Chandler's room and turn it into our kid's bedroom. Our friends were going to help us and Mike and Ursula too. Mike and Ursula had reconziliated with my friends too, and they got along with them as well as when they first met him.

Chandler and Monica arrived at our house as soon as they could. Chandler came in and took a look to his room. It was just as he left it. "I can't believe you guys left my room the same after all these years!" He said and was about to cry. Joey hugged him and Chandler said: "Thank you man!" "You're welcome, this room had no use until now, anyways..." I laughed and Joey looked at me surprised. "Well, what do you want to do with the room?" Monica, who had just sat next to me asked. "We want to paint the room pastel orange and put the craddles in the middle. Oh, and we also want to change the wardrobe for one for kids!" I told her. "But you know the kids are going to grow don't ya?" Asked Chandler, trying to change our idea. "Yes dude, but that will take long..... What's the matter?" Joey asked him sensing that something was wrong. "Ok, I don't want you to touch the wardrobe!" Cahndler addmitted. "Why, is there something in you don't want to show us?" Monica asked, chuckling. "No!" Said Chandler, liying, "Well, actually yes! Just don't touch it..." "C'mon, that can't be that bad!" Laughed Monica and ran to the wardrobe, Chandler tried to imped it, but it was too late. We were all looking at something that got us traumatized.

It was a photo of Janice and a whip. "Oh, my god!" Monica said flipping out. Joey started to have nausea and I just stood there looking at it. It was so strange. I had never imagine Chandler as that type of guy. Suddenly the door got opened and Ross, Rachel, Mike and Ursula came in. Rachel entered the room and looked at the warderobe. "Chandler, I didn't new you were into this..." She said traumatized. "It was her, not me!" He yelled. Joey started to feel worser and got out of the room. "How could you?" He screamed. "I liked her!" Chandler told him. "And how could you even like her?" He asked. "What's going on?" Mike asked Joey. "Trust me, it's better you don't know!" He said.

After a while we all calmed down a little and I asked my friends to take the bed and the warderobe to the furniture bank. "I'm not touching this things!" Joey said, still traumatized. "C'mon Joey, you don't want to let our friends do it alone." I convinced him. He agreed with me and they sarted carying the bed downstairs. "Wait, Ursula, stay with me." I said to her, not wanting to be alone and she did. "I need you to help me with the house!" I told her, and we entered Chandler's empty room.

On the other hand my friends we strugelling about how to carry the bed. They tried carying it in vertical, but failed. "Wait, wait, wait! This won't work! Let's try to wear it in horizontal!" Monica exclamated and they did so. It worked. They were waering it down the stairs and when suddenly Ross started to shout: "Pivot, Pivot, Pivot!" "What is he doing?" Mike asked to Chandler, whispering. Chandler was about to explote. Ross knew he couldn't stand him shouting that, but however he was still doing it. "Pivot, Pivot, Pivot!" He kept shouting. "Shut up, Shut up, Shut up!" He finnally shouted. "Guys, stop the drama, it's horrible for whom are wearing the bed to have to handle with both things! I mean I'm not wearing it, but it still annoys me!" Rachel shouted. Joey got angry at her and dropped the bed. Monica and Ross moved away and the bed started to wobble. "No, no, no!" Shouted Chandler. The bed was about to coilde against the wall, but Mike managed to stop it.

Half an hour later they came back of the Furniture bank and found Ursula and I painting the room and talking about baby names. "Hi honey! Have you already get rid of the furniture?" I asked Joey. "Yeah, but with difficulty..." He answered me and told me the whole story. "Oh god..." Said Ursula. "What were you talking about?" Said Joey hugging my hips. "Baby names!" I said and painted his nose with the brush I had in my hand. We laughed and then we kissed. "So what names have you thought of?" He asked after a while, washing the paint from his nose. "We've thought about Alisha for one of the girls, but we haven't found anything for the others..." I answered him.

We started to think about possible names for our kids. Joey wanted to call the boy something Italian, but most names were too usual. "Honey, I want to call our kids something special and unusual, something that sounds melodical...." I told him. He kept thinking and after a while he came up with a great idea: "Why don't we call our kids Gio and Nairobi?" I agreed with him without any doubt. Gio was a beautiful name and Nairobi was really special for us becuase we spent our honeymoon in Kenya.

After a while we decided to go to the Central Perk and spent the rest of the day there, the eight of us. It was perfect to be all together after all that had happenned between us, and Mike and Ursula soon became an important part of our group.