What If Chandler Bing Didn't Exist...? [F.R.I.E.N.D.S]

Chapter Eight: Stop Pivoting Around!

'Here we go, PIVOT! PIVOT! PIVOT! PIVOT!' - Ross Geller, The One With The Cop
'Shut up, shut up, shut uuup!' - Chandler Bing, The One With The Cop

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I rushed over to my car, still shaking my head disapprovingly. I can't believe this is happening. Who even wrote that note? I went inside the car and turned the key into the ignition. I heard the starter engine splutter, once, twice and finally I got it running. I looked behind me to see if my car was going to smash into anything and backed out of the driveway slowly. I had a million questions, maybe even more about the notes that I received. Why..? What..? How..? Who..? It was just too much to handle. All I could do was fix this. But I must find the answers soon. Very soon.

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The first person that I needed to see was Ross. We've been friends for a long time and meeting him was one of the reasons how I met the group. Without him, I wouldn't have met Monica. But still, he wouldn't be anyone without me, I'm sure. I needed to get him on my side, so that he could help me with this situation. I couldn't have asked Joey, because 1, I don't know where he lives now that he doesn't live with me and 2, he couldn't answer if he wanted to. All he's good at is getting women. Which is good, because who doesn't want a friend that gets all the girls? But also bad, because it's very bad for my self-esteem and ego. A person who steals all the ladies? Maybe even yours? At least Monica got over him - thank God for Joey getting naked in front of her, or she would've still been daydreaming about him. I started thinking about Ross again, about he would have done if he never got to meet Rachel? Well not meet, but be any good for her? He would still be in the "friends" radar, right?

"Well, we're about to find out," I told myself, peering out of the car window. I pressed the button which lowers the car windows down and saw the apartment. Ross' old apartment wasn't there. Instead, it was a house. A house that looked like there was a party going on. I should've guessed that by all the cars around. But it was New York, there are supposed to be so many cars and taxis around! I double checked my memory. Was this the right place? Maybe it was the wrong address? But now that I think of it, I was pretty certain that this is the right place. Maybe it was demolished… I decided to take a look at it and see if the person knew who Ross was. I opened the car door and stepped out.

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I put my hands on my hips and saw what replaced the apartments. It was a pretty big house and it looked very homely. I looked left and right before crossing, making sure that I don't end up dying on a busy road. I walked up and I saw the letter box. Guess what I saw on it. Not another note but something that ensured me that I was visiting Ross' house. It was a small picture of a dinosaur. Something that small can represent something - or someone. But if this isn't Ross house.. Oh God, please no. There was a miniature white-painted gate which I opened and I as I started walking towards the front door, I saw balloons.

"So this really is a party. And it's in the middle of the day?"

I knocked on the wooden door, and waited. Next to the door there were stained glass, of different colours, and maybe it looked like some sort of artwork? I don't know.. if Ross really did live here, did he really like this stuff? I was starting to doubt myself but then the door swung open and I could hear music playing in the background. I saw a pretty hot blonde woman and started staring at her. Her voice cut me off my daydream.

"Yes?"

"I-I-I'm.. Chandler.. R-Ross, d-d-dinosaurs, is he he-e-re?" I started stuttering. I gave a big cough and she gave me a smile.

"You mean, Ross Geller?" I nodded dumbly. "Yeah, he's having a celebration today." She gave me a face as if I was supposed to know what she was talking about. "Y'know. About his discovery for palaeontologists." I stared blankly. "That is why you're here.. right?"