Father daughter scenarios(Request are open)

Joey Tribbiani

A/n - You're the daughter of the food-loving, womanizer, promiscuous, dim-witted, but good-natured, as well as very loyal, and caring Joey Tribbiani (yes I copied and pasted that off google because I'm lazy) Your mom WAS Alex Garrett. Joey and Alex aren't together any more. They broke up before you were born. After they broke up Alex figured out that she was pregnant. She didn't tell Joey until you were born. She didn't want anything to do with you (No hate to Alex). She left you on the doorstep in a basket with a note for Joey explaining everything. Rachel, Monica, and Phoebe were the first to find you when they were going to Monica's apartment. Then when Chandler, Joey, and Ross were coming back from a game Rachel ushered them into the apartment. Joey at first was happy, but then started freaking out because he thought he wasn't ready. You have brown eyes like your dad and your mom's blonde hair with a few natural white stripes. Your dad is overprotective of you and won't let you date anyone. Just like your dad though, you're loyal, nice, and have a good sense of humor.

Y/n Luna Tribbiani (15 years old) (I edited the hair and eyes in the photo)

Y/n's POV

I woke up to people yelling.

"I can't believe you just said that," I heard dad yell.

"It's a game," I heard Chandler yell.

"You never bring in another man's daughter like that," Dad replied.

"WILL YOU SHUT UP!!!!! I WANT TO SLEEP!!!!" I yelled still in bed.

"NO, JUST BLOCK US OUT WITH YOUR AIRPODS," Dad yelled.

"YEAH, WHAT HE SAID," Chandler yelled.

"You don't get a say in this," Dad said to Chandler.

"It was one thing," Chandler said.

I grabbed my phone and saw that it was 4 AM. I grabbed my air pods and turned them onto noise canceling, turned on some music (For me it would be MCR, Korn, Lincoln park, beastie boys, etc), and went to sleep.

Joey's POV

I cannot believe Chandler. I mean I got it when he was talking about my sister *still don't know which one he was talking about,* but bringing Y/n into this like that. Not cool. It was supposed to be a simple game of stick hokey. 

1 hour ago 3 AM

I walked into the living room to see Chandler sitting on the couch.

"Can't sleep," he ask.

"You kidding. Y/n kicked me 3 times, twice in the nuts," I said.

He laughed.

I walked over to the kitchen.

"I'm fine, thanks for asking," Chandler said.

I looked up, "Any time," I said with a smile.

I looked over at the stick hokey table.