Fashioned by Time, Shaped by Hearts

CHAPTER 1: BIRTHDAYS

Fashioned by Time, Shaped by Hearts

By Stellar

Note: In this story, Carol, Susan and Ben don't exist. Rachel has been smart and independent since she graduated high school, and never had a bad nose. Ross never had an afro. It's also 2024, but the six friends are still around 30.

Note 2.0: There is an age-apocalypse that happens just after Mila, Hazel and Tiana's birthday, which means no one will age ever again. They are frozen in their current age forever. Nobody knows why or how this happened. If some parts don't make sense it's probably because I haven't worked everything out yet.

Note 3.0: It might not be very obvious, but Hazel is basically the main character, despite this being a 'Family' and Roschel story. The story may also focus more on the girls than the boys, and the kids more than the adults. This is because I prefer writing about the girls, sorry. Leo may be incorporated as a main character later, but I don't know yet.

Disclaimer: I do not own Friends, or the characters from the show. However, there are some new characters which I did create, so please keep all this in mind.

Author's Note: I am really bad at writing, but I hope you manage to enjoy this anyway. Thanks for reading!

CHAPTER 1: Birthdays

"Mila!" Ross called from his room. He shook his head - he had just found another one of her stray nail polish bottles. It was only 9am. He didn't have time for Relish Hot Pink.

The now 13 year old girl hurried in, and batted her eyelashes at her father. "Yeah, dad?" She gave him a sweet smile. "Oh! You found my Hot Pink polish? Thanks, daddy, I want to use it today since it's my birthday." Giggling, she took the bottle from him.

Kids, he thought to himself.

"Oh, yeah, Happy Birthday." He grinned. "I got you that pink Lamborghini. It's out front. Martin's there. Go try it out." he suggested. Mila nodded, giggling again.

"Dad! Dad! Dad!" Caleb zoomed into the room, holding his nintendo switch. He looked breathless, his face flushed. "I GOT MY BEST HIGH SCORE! YEAH!" he yelled at his clearly overwhelmed father.

Ross stared at him, confused. "What do you mean you got your 'best' high score? High score is the definition of your best score." he said, sighing. Caleb ignored him, and continued shouting his victory.

"Did you wish Mila happy birthday?" he asked. Caleb glared at him. "It's not like I care about her stupid girly pink day. It's just the worst day of the year." He pouted.

Ross looked at him, sternly. "It is not the worst day of the year. Now don't be rude, and go tell her happy birthday." He pointed out the door and at Mila's room. Caleb stomped his foot. "It is the worst day of the year. Everything's pink and the house is always filled with girls talking about girl stuff." he groaned.

"It doesn't matter. Say happy birthday to her. That's all I'm asking."

"I wish I had a brother, then we could play video games together, or talk about real stuff instead of all the girl talk Mila gives me." Caleb responded. So saying, he stalked out the room. Ross shook his head. I wish you knew, Cal. I wish you knew. He sighed.

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Mila gasped. "OH. MY. GOD!" she squealed. "Where the heck did you get this, Annie?" She touched the blue fabric, and moaned. "It's an RG!" She tried the dress on, and did a little twirl.

Annie grinned. "It looks so good on you, girl. I went to Paris, since there aren't any shops here." She winked at Mila, knowing how much her best friend loved the brand. Hell, how much everyone loved the brand.