Chapter 10: The one with the burned turkey

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A few weeks later we had already chosen the wedding dress, which was of a beautiful white color

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A few weeks later we had already chosen the wedding dress, which was of a beautiful white color. It had diamonds on the top and hand an abombed ending. We were really happy with how the preparations were going, but the worst part was still undone: we haven't chosen the bridesmaid nor the bestman. Today was Thanksgiving and we were going to do anything to avoid to talk about that. 

We arrived at Monica's and she and Chandler invited us to go in. She was already preparing our meal when Rachel and Ross arrived. We opened the door and went to the living room. "How are your preparations going?" Asked Ross. "Fine!" Joey answered. It was obvious that Rachel and Ross wanted to ask us about who was going to be our bridesmaid and our bestman. "Rachel! Do you wanna go help Monica?" I asked in a desperate action to avoid the topic. "Sure!" She answered me and we went to the kitchen. 

Little did I know that it would only make it worse. Monica put the turkey in the oven and started to look at Rachel like if she were saying : do you want me to ask it to her or do you want to do the question? Rachel replied her with an intense look in order to make her ask the question. "Phoebe have you chosen who you want to be your bridesmaid?" She asked. I was a little shocked, because I didn't want to hurt any of my friends with my answer, so I decide to change the topic drastically. "Oh look at that tree!" I said pointing out of the window. They freaked out with my answer and Rachel asked: "Have you?" "No I've not! And I am not gonna choose it today!" I said. "Oh, I understand!" She said. "Ok, but when you decide whom to choose keep me in mind. I was your friend before you met Rachel!" Monica said. I took my hands to my head and sighed. "Well, I will do it!" I said. "Hey! But what about me? I am more friends with Joey than Monica!" She stated. "That's not true!" Shouted Monica. "Yes, it is!" Shouted Rachel back. They looked at each other with a really aggressive look and I got pretty intimidated. "I'm coming Joey!" I said and went to the living room. 

In the living room there was only him. The rest of the boys had left the house. "How you doin'?" He said. I chuckled and said: "Fine, now that you are here!" I sat on the chair he was sitting and he hugged me. 

- "Are you ok?" 

-"No... Monica and Rachel are quarrelling because of the bridesmaid position!" 

- "Ohh... don't worry!" He said with a cute tone 

I kissed him and he hugged me even more harder then before. We remainded like this for a while, when suddenly, we heard a scream that came from Monica. We rushed into the kitchen and saw her fighting with Rachel. "Hey! What's up?" Joey said with an angry tone. They didn't listen to him and kept fighting, so I decided to stop them by pulling them from the ears. "Ow!" They both said. I leaved them in the other side of the Kitchen and talked to them. "Stop fighting! My wedding is not so important that you have to do this to each other." They both nodded their head. "Sorry!" Said Monica, who was really tired. I supposed they wouldn't fight anymore, so I went back to the living room with Joey. 

After a few minutes the owen's alarm started to ring, but we thought that Monica would turn it off, so we reamained in the living room. She didn't, and after ten minutes we went to the kitchen. Surprise! They were fighting again. "Stop it Monica!" I said, and she stopped and turned around in order to see the owen. Rachel was still making her an ostigari move with her legs. "Oh my gosh! The turkey!" She shouted. The oven was fuming and the turkey looked horrible. Rachel let Monica alone and looked at it too.

Monica opened the oven and it started to fum even more. "No!" She said almost criying, "It's your fault Rachel!" Rachel got indifnated and said. "I can't belive you've said that! It was your idea to ask it to Phoebe in thanksgiving! " She said. "Hey, it doesn't matter anymore! It's all right!" I tried to cheer them up. "Shut up Phoebe!" They screamed. They kept on quarreling and started to fight again. Suddenly Ross came in in the kitchen and said: "Hey Mon! Look what I've found!" He had the Geller coup in his hand. She jumped into him and started to fight with him too. It was a disaster. The three of them were fighting and shouting. I couldn't stand it anymore. This was the worst Thanksgiving ever! 

Monica was doing an ostigari move to Ross with her legs and pulling Rachel's hair with her hands, Rachel was trying to hit Monica with her hands and shouting, and Ross was hitting Monica and saying: "Let her go! Let her go! Let her go!". It was just unbearable and the worst part was that Rachel was screaming as high-pitched as she could. I covered my ears with my hands and started to sing. Then Chandler came and started to panic. He couldn't believe what was happening and just stood there pertified. Joey started to get overwhelmed and stressed and began to circle. The scream began even louder and he couldn't do anything to stop it, so he took the phone and screamed: "Stop if you don't want me to invite Janice to dinner!" 

Everyone shut up. Monica, Ross and Rachel stood up and looked to the floor. "Ross, could you please let me that for a moment?" Said Joey reffering to the Geller coup. "Sure!" Said Ross, and gave it to him. Joey threw it out the window with force and it ended up breaking a car, which began to ring. Everyone wigged out and looked to the car, astonished. After a while Joey went back next to me and said: "We have come to a conclusion, which you will respect, it doesn't matter if you didn't get chose, you must respect our decision." He looked at me and I replied to him with a a flipped out look: I havn't chosen anyone yet! But it was clearly visible that I had to chose my bridesmaid now. "I have chosen Chandler as my bestman!" He said with a cool tone and they hugged each other. Now it was my turn. "I have chosen.....", I said, giving me enough time to fastly think about it. "Monica!" I said. She got really happy and said: "Thank you, sweetie!" 

Above all Rachel and Ross did not take it as wrong as we thought they would and the rest of the night was peaceful and happy. Reffering to the dinner, we all helped Monica to do it again and it ended up being delicious.

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