F.R.I.E.N.D.S (a fanfic)

CHAPTER 1:

The One With The Wet Bride And Bridesmaid

Monica was the black haired, fair skinned control freak, Pheobie the blond weirdo, Joey the brunette player, Chandler the brunette funny guy, Ross the hot but nerdy paleontologist Rachel the blond spoiled fashion designer, and Emma just one of Rachel's friends that came across the four and grew to be one of their friends as well.

Central Perk was a place they all sat down for coffee together and before Rachel and Emma had come into their lives, Monica Joey Chandler and Phoebe were carelessly lounging on their usual couch in Central Perk, talking about anything and everything. But right now, they were too busy interrogating Monica about the mystery date she was going to. Knowing her friends hated almost everyone she dated and that they would ruin everything if they knew, she chooses to not tell them and stands her guard.

"I'm telling you, there's nothing to tell! It's just some guy I work with," She defended herself, pursing her lips at her friends who apparently did not believe her.

Joey flicks his hair from his face, smirking at Mon," Come onn, YOU are going out with him, there has to be something wrong with him!" He says, facing the wrath of Monica's glare.

"Alright, Joey, be nice," Chandler frowns at him. But knowing Chandler, there had to be a joke that followed.

"So does he have a hump? A hump and a hairpiece?" Chandler questions Monica sarcastically.

Monica clicks her tongue in annoyance, rolling her eyes at her friends. She knew this was to be met by these comments and she was very slowly getting used to them.

"Wait, does he eat chalk?" Pheobie asks seriously.

They all look at her, bemused. No matter how much they all loved Phoebe and knew her, she still surprises them and kind of weirds them out. It's a mystery how one girl could go through so much weirdness in her life.

"Just cause I don't want her to go through what I went through with Carl," Pheobie justifies, then visibly gets a bit saddened by the mentioning of his name," Aww," she says, lowering her head.

"Okay, everybody relax! Relax, this isn't even a date. It's just two people going out to dinner and not having sex," Monica says carefully, watching her friends reactions.

Chandler nods his head a couple of times then states," Sounds like a date to me!" He decides.

Joey nods his head, also agreeing. Monica sighs, realizing that her friends were not going to let it go whatever she says.

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"Alright, so I'm back in high school, standing in the middle of the cafeteria," Chandler was telling them one of his many weird dreams,"And I realize I'm totally.. Naked," he purses his lips, nodding sadly.

Monica, Joey and Phoebie laugh all saying that they had had the same dream before. But they knew there was more to this. Chandlers dreams were never ones you could just say 'yep, always happens to me' kinds.

"And then I look down and realize there's a phone," he continues," There.." He waves a hand over his crotch.

"Instead of..?" Joey asks, frowning.

"That's right!" Chandler answers, smiling sarcastically.

"Never had that one," Monica grimaces, Pheobie and Joey agreeing with her.

Chandler adjusts his seat, continuing his dream," All of a sudden, the phone.. Starts to ring. Now I don't know what to do, everybody starts looking at me.."