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The One With The Two Parts Part Two: Part Two (Rip A New One)

Here’s the second part of this episode. I honestly don’t think I have ever used the word two so much in my life. But I guess, there’s a first time for everything!!! Enjoy!!!! Also if you have any requests or suggestions about the series, please feel free to message me!!!!

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It was later in the evening now, and Chandler and yourself had gotten to Monica and Rachel’s apartment for Phoebe’s birthday party. You were throwing her a surprise party since she had never had one, she was convinced that it was going to be scary but you had to talk her down enough to the point where the woman would actually show up. Everyone was there except for Phoebe, obviously. As well as Ross, who was the one responsible for bringing the birthday cake. And Joey. Not that you really wanted to see him, but Phoebe was his friend too. If you found out that he was out with Ursula for her birthday instead of Phoebe’s then you were really going to rip him a new one. “So he said that it was just a sprain and that was it.” Rachel told both you and Chandler as she explained how she went to hospital because she fell down trying to take down their Christmas lights. To which, thankfully she was okay. If she had fallen any more from their fifth floor balcony, Rachel really could have hurt herself. 

“Good,” you smiled at her with relief to know that your friend was okay.

“Uh, you forgot the stupid part.” Monica reminded her as she took the empty bag of chips from Rachel’s hands. 

“It’s not stupid,” Rachel stated to both you and your brother. She wanted to make it very clear. “The very cute, cute, cute doctors asked us out for tomorrow night, and I said yes.” You rose your eyes at her idea that was kind of stupid. 

“I think it’s totally insane.” Monica said as Monica took Rachel’s place in front of you, while Rachel went back towards the counters. “They work for the hospital. It’s like returning to the scene of the crime.” You couldn’t help but nod in agreement with, also to state the fact that you were listening. “I say we blow off the dates.” 

“What!?” Rachel asked her roommate as she stomped her foot. “Monica, they are cute. They are doctors. Cute doctors. Doctors who are cute.” Rachel tried to say it as many times in order for it to make sense to Monica, but to you it just sounded like she was begging which had you chuckling just the slightest. 

“Alright, what have we learned so far?” Chandler asked you as he clapped his hands. 

“Well, I think we’ve established that they’re ugly doctors.” You joked along, which resulted in Rachel mocking you. So naturally the two of you laughed your asses off. But the joy was cut short when a knock came at the door causing everyone to jump to attention. Chandler quickly ushered you over the couch in order to hide, since there wasn’t enough time to hide like a normal person apparently. Chandler gave Monica the signal to open the door. As soon as the door was open enough for the birthday girl to walk through, all of you hiding in the living room as well as Rachel and Monica, jumped and screamed a big, loud, happy. “SURPRISE!” But all of you were quickly disappointed when it was in fact Ross coming in with Phoebe’s cake which was thrown up and smashed on the floor, with a very pissed off Ross standing at the door. 

“What the hell are you doing? You scared the crap out of me.” Ross said out of anger and embarrassment. 

“Was that the cake?” Rachel tried, but she was just asking a very obvious question. 

“Yeah. Yep.” Ross answered her as he bent down to pick up the now destroyed cake. “I got a lemon shmush.” He gave Rachel a very sarcastic answer. 

“Come on,” Monica rushed everyone into the living room so you all could inspect the damage that was inflicted upon the cake. “She’ll be here any minute.” 

“Oh, I hope it’s okay.” Rachel muttered as you kneeled down next to Ross, Chandler next to Monica and Rachel on the other side of Ross. All of you looking down at the jumbled up cake. 

“Happy Birthday, Peehee.” Chandler read off of the cake, which was clearly messed up from being thrown and flumped on the floor. 

“Maybe we can make a ‘B’ out of one of those roses.” Monica suggested. 

“Yeah, we’ll just use our special cake tools.” Ross answered back sarcastically as you grabbed his arm to calm him down. 

“Hey, what’s going on?” Phoebe’s voice asked from behind you making your eyes go wide as you and the other four shared glances and glares about how you totally failed this surprise party. 

“SURPRISE!” All you jumped and shouted. It was at the right person this time. 

“Oh! Oh! Oh! This is so great!” Phoebe beamed, still seeming to be surprised regardless. “This was not at all scary.” Phoebe cheered with you as she grabbed your hand, and the both of you jumped in the excitement. “Hi everybody. Hi, Betty! You found Betty!” Phoebe cheered, getting you to jump with her again. “This is so great!” Phoebe pulled you in for a hug, which you gladly returned before she went to hug the others in your group. “Oh, everybody I love is in the same room, oh. Where’s Joey?” She turned to all of you, asking a very good question. Where the hell was Joey. But when no one could answer her, Phoebe’s smile fell. The awkward silence didn’t make the situation any better. 

“Did you see Betty?” Chandler tried to cheer the woman up by showing her her friend again, but it didn’t seem to work this time, as Phoebe just chose to rest her head on your shoulder. You were honestly going to just kill Joey at this point, you thought. But you would never go through with it. You loved him too much, and you knew that Phoebe did too. 

*******

You tried to keep your anger that you felt at Joey inside, you wanted to wait until you saw him. But the whole next day it just kept festering, when the next night came rolling around the anger had taken over and you had found yourself barging into your brother’s and Joey’s apartment. You were loud enough to get both of them jumping up in their seats on the sofa. Chandler looked scared at how mad you were, he already knew how mad you were the previous night. Well apparently the monster took over.  “Good luck, buddy.” Chandler patted Joey on the shoulder before Chandler grabbed his shoes by the couch and ran out the door, slamming the door in a rush. If you were this mad, then Chandler wanted no part in it. He’s been on the receiving end before, never again. Joey’s face paled slightly as guilt crept into it. 

“So, we missed you at the party last night, Joey.” You started as you walked around into the living area. You took your stance in front of the Tv and crossing your arms over your chest. 

“Yeah, I’m really sorry about that,” Joey muttered so quiet that you almost couldn’t hear him. He could barely look you in the eye. 

“Are you?” You asked. All joking and sarcasm in your mind and tone gone. When it came to not only your heart, but a dear friend’s you could not let that slide.  

“I am,” Joey nodded.

“Last night instead of celebrating Phoebe’s birthday like we planned Monica, Rachel, and myself spent hours trying to calm her down because all she wanted was you. Her friend to go to her party and support her when she needed it the most. But you were too involved with her sister to pay attention.” You scoffed and rolled your eyes. Even though you were still pissed beyond belief, you said what you wanted to say. “So, good going Joe. You are not the man I thought you were.” You left him with that. Because Joey knew that you thought the world of him, he was the one you wanted to end up with. But Joey could tell that he hurt you and Phoebe. Maybe he needed to take a look at the people that he was hurting in his life. So he picked up the phone and dialed Ursula’s number, but she wouldn’t pick up. All Joey knew was that he was going to find a way to have Phoebe and you in his life while he was with Ursula. If not, then he would make his choice. And he would be okay with that.

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The One With The Two Parts Part Two: Part One (Chandy)

Here we are!!! The next part of the two part episode. This one might be a little floopy and short. This part kind of sort of goes with the episode. I just had a hard time finding a spot to put the reader because most of this part of the episode was about how Rachel sprained her ankle while taking down the Christmas lights and meeting the cute doctors (George Clooney), and Ross complaining and freaking out about how he’s going to be a father. So I did what I could with this part. I hope you all enjoy it!

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I’m so sorry that it’s soooo short <3

You had spent most of your night crying, drinking wine, and watching trashy movies. You knew that you had school and work, but you just didn’t have the heart to go to school. But you had decided that you should go to work, that way you could keep yourself busy and not have your mind on Joey, Ursula, and your break up all day long. But since you had barely gotten any sleep last night, due to your crying you decided to make a stop at Central Perk. Whether you were going to stay for a little bit and have breakfast depended on who was there. The answer was already a nope. Ross was no problem, since you lived with him. But Chandler was there and he was bound to have questions, and of course Joey. Who you didn’t think you could handle a conversation with. “Hey,” they all greeted you. Including Joey, who had a smile on his face; meaning he had no idea that you saw Ursula last night. Of course he wouldn’t, you rolled your still swollen eyes. 

“Hi,” you glumly mumbled but still kind of ignored them as you walked up to the counter to place your order to go.

“What happened to you last night? You said that you were gonna come over, but you never-are you okay?” Chandler switched to a more pressing question. Concern filled him when he saw that your eyes were red and puffy, plus it looked like you barely got any sleep last night. 

“Oh, yeah. I’m great, I’m fan-freaking-tastic.” You sarcastically smiled at the three of them as you leaned against the counter waiting for your caffeine. 

“Did something happen last night?” Joey asked, now looking at you. He was starting to get quite concerned himself.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged at him, your voice went high, which told Joey that you were hurt and pissed about something. “Did it?” You questioned, looking only at the man farthest from you. 

“I think something did.” Ross tried to joke, but he immediately shut up when he received a death stare from you. 

“Well, let's see. I broke up with Bryan, and believe me I did try to make it to Mon and Rach’s, but when I got there I ran into Ursula.” You made sure to look directly at Joey for what you said next. “And she was wearing a certain shirt. Do with that what you will.” You told the other two. Thankfully your order was up, so you grabbed your drink and immediately made your way to leave the building and get to work. Of course you heard Joey yell after you, but you couldn’t even be bothered at that point. You just wanted to forget for few hours while you worked.

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It was later in the evening, you were finally off work, so you were getting ready for Phoebe’s birthday party. Work was fine for getting rid of your thoughts for only a short period of time, but now you got to go to a party and be surrounded by people that you don’t know and your best friend. Including your ex who you could barely look in the eye. Chandler had called and said that he was on his way over to walk with you, plus of course he just wanted to talk about what had happened. So you were doing your finishing touches on getting ready so that you could drag him out of the apartment as soon as possible. In fact when he unlocked the door with the key you gave him for emergencies, you were right by the door, leaning against the edge of the couch with your purse in hand. “Ah!” Chandler screamed in scared surprise as he walked in, not expecting you to be right there. “What the hell, Y/N, you scared the crap out of me.” 

“Sorry,” you rushed out. Quickly, you stood up and grabbed your brother's arm and dragged him back out into the hallways. “So are you ready?”

“Wait, Y/N/N, I want to talk to you about what happened this morning. You didn’t seem to be doing that good, and don’t worry. I already talked to Joey. So you can talk to me.” Chandler told you as he gently grabbed your shoulder to make you stand still and listen to him.

“Look, Chandy, I’m fine. I mean I’m not, but I just want to party, get drunk on my best friend’s birthday, get drunk with her, because trust me she needs it too. I just want to forget the last 24 hours, Chand. So, I promise I will talk to you about everything tomorrow, alright?” You looked at him with pleading, puppy dog eyes as you gripped his arm. 

“Alright, if that’s what you want. But we will talk about it. “ He really wasn’t leaving you any room to argue. “Let’s go,” Chandler placed his hand on your lower back so that you could continue to make your way towards your building's elevator. “Also, I thought we talked about you calling me, Chandy.” Chandler groaned at the use of the nickname you’ve always used on him.  You let out your first laugh in almost three days. 

“I can’t help it, I’ve called you that since we were little,” you continued to giggle. “So, I’m afraid that you’re stuck with it, Chandy.” You joked as the elevator doors dinged before they closed.

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The One With The Two Parts Part One: Part Three (Not Okay)

Here is Part Three of this episode. I hope y’all enjoy!!!! I love all of you so much!!!

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It was the afternoon after you had gotten off of work and you were sitting in the coffee shop at the counter next Phoebe as Rachel stood across from the both of you, working. “So, Pheebs, what do you want for your birthday?” Rachel asked the blonde while Rachel poured cups of coffee for the both of you to drink.

“Well, What I really want is for my mom to be alive and enjoy it with me, but…” Phoebe said, causing you and Rachel to look at each other with wide eyes and slightly confused at Phoebe’s so straight forward answer that neither of you were expecting.

“Okay….” you spoke. Trying to defused the awkwardness. 

“Let me put it this way: Anything from Crabtree and Evelyn?” Rachel switched to a more specific question that would be right up Phoebe’s ally. 

“Ooh!” Phoebe shrieked in excitement. “Bath salts would be nice.”

“Oh, okay. Good!” Rachel told her in a similar tone as she took another mug of coffee to another customer. You just shook your head and hid your face in your gigantic coffee mug. 

“Hey, do you want to move over to the table by the window?” You asked her when you noticed the man sitting there had left. All of you in your group hated sitting at the counter, it was too much face to face with all of the other workers. 

“Sure, just a second.” Phoebe agreed with your plan, then turned to grab a napkin. “Let’s go,” Phoebe and you started walking toward your seat, and while she was taking a sip of coffee a couple of women stopped her causing you to stop in turn. 

“Umm... excuse me?” The woman asked as she tapped Phoebe on the shoulder. 

“Hi! It’s us.” The woman said with a smile as if that was supposed to mean something to Phoebe. 

“Right. And it’s me and her.” Phoebe told the women pointing to her than you. She was trying to be nice but the both of you looked at each other in confusion. 

“So you’re here too.” The woman stated. 

“As much as you are.” Phoebe bantered back with a shrug.

“Uh, your turn.” The blonde woman muttered to the brunette. 

“We know what we want.” The brunette announced to your friend while you stood there completely confused. 

“Oh, that’s good.” Phoebe told her. 

“All we want is two caffe lattes.” The blonde told Phoebe. Did they think Phoebe was a waitress or something?

“And some biscotti cookies.” The brunette finished for her friend. 

“Good choice.” Phoebe told them as she put a hand on your shoulder and started to walk the both of you to the table by the window and you both sat down.

“That was weird.” You told her as the both of you got settled.

“I thought they were nice.” Phoebe told you with a shrug of her shoulders. 

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After the both of you had your coffee and Rachel had finished work the three of you decided to head up stairs to hang out and see what was going on with Monica and the others. But just walking into the building made you think of Joey on a date with Phoebe’s sister Ursula and now you couldn’t think of anything else. It seemed to be the same for Phoebe, because as you sat on the couch you felt her mood shift to even more sad. So both you and Phoebe sat on the couch moping while Monica, Rachel, and Chandler sat at the table helping Monica crochet. “Buenos noches, John-Boy.” The woman on the tv said at the end of the show as the end credits ran up the screen. “Buenos noches, Marianna,” The man spoke, then you snapped your head in surprise over to Phoebe when the tv all of a sudden went dark. Apparently that was enough of the tv. 

“I can’t believe you. You still haven’t told that girl that she doesn’t have a job yet?” You heard Monica ask Chandler as you got up from the couch to get a drink. 

“Well, you still haven’t taken down the Christmas lights.” Chandler tried to argue at her.

“Congratulations, I think you’ve found the world's thinnest argument.” Monica pointed out to the man. 

“I’m just trying to find the right moment.” Chandler expressed to all of you, but he saw the face you made whenever you were trying to call him out on a lie. 

“Well, that shouldn’t be so hard now that you’re dating. Sweetheart, you’re fired,” Rachel started role playing their situation. “But how about a quickie before I go to work.” 

“Hey,” Joey greeted all of you as he walked into the apartment with a shopping bag in his hands. He closed the door behind him as the others greeted him. But before the man could barely take two steps into the kitchen a knock came at the door, making him turn and look at it in confusion. 

“You know, once you’re inside you don’t have to knock anymore.” Chandler funnily told the man. 

“I’ll get it,” Monica said with a smile as she got up not realizing that she had Rachel and Chandler being pulled behind her with yarn in their hands. They were trying to help her keep it untangled, but now as they fell toward the door after Monica they almost knocked you and Joey down. Thankfully, Joey was there to grab your shoulder and bring you back with him before you could fall on your face. You turned to smile at him thanks, before blushing and looking away. “Oh, hi, Mr. Heckles.” She greeted the grumpy hermit from downstairs. 

“You’re doing it again.” He told her, sounding very annoyed. 

“Doing what?” We’re not doing anything. We’re just sitting around talking. Quietly.” Monica reassured the man

“I can hear you through the ceiling.” Mr. Heckles told her, looking up at the ceiling for emphasis. “My cats can’t sleep.”

“You don’t even have cats.” Rachel challenged the older man by telling him what you all already knew. But Mr. Heckle’s just had to be his crazy self and one up her. 

“I could have cats.” Mr. Heckles challenged her right back. 

“Goodbye, Mr. Heckles.” Monica told him.

“We’ll try to keep it down.” Rachel yelled as Monica started closing the door. Joey shook his head clear of what happened and walked over to the woman he wanted to see. You sat up in the arm chair thinking that he was finally going to be an adult and talk to you, but he went up to Phoebe. Maybe he just had a birthday gift, you thought. 

“Phoebe, could you do me a favor?” Joey asked as he set the bag down and took a seat on the coffee table across from her. “Would you try this on? I want to make sure it fits.” Joey took out a box that the store workers put clothes in as gifts and it looked like it was from Bloomingdales, so it was probably something pretty nice. 

“Oh, my first birthday present!” Phoebe cheered as she took the sweater from Joey and held it against her front to test the size. 

“Oh, no, no, no. It’s for Ursula.” Joey smiled when he told her. How much of an idiot could he be? It was such a rude and selfish thing to do. You couldn’t help your jaw drop as you glared over at him in disappointed surprise.  “You know, I just figured size-wise.” Joey explained, wearing a bright smile when he thought that this was a genius plan. Phoebe plastered on a fake smile, which you could see passed easily. It was like a glowing beacon how angry she was. 

“Oh, sure. Yeah. It fits.” Phoebe stood up and held it to her front before she threw it straight on the ground. 

“Are you seeing her again tonight?” Rachel asked the man. 

“Yep. Ice Capades.” Joey announced.

“This is serious,” Chandler piped in. “I’ve never known you to pay money for any kind of Capade.” 

“I don’t know. I like her, you know. She’s different.” Joey explained as he walked back into the kitchen area. Whereas, you were stuck to your seat. You couldn’t tell if your heart stopped beating, or it just broke for the 10th time this week. So, he was really falling for her, and you were still crazy in love with him. What the hell were you supposed to do? You weren’t sure if your legs would move in order to figure it out. You couldn’t move. “There’s uh, something about her…”

“That you like.” Phoebe answered for him, quick and angry. “We get it. You like her, great!” 

“Phoebe, I asked you and you said it was okay.” Joey said to her, not sure what brought about this sudden change of heart. 

“Alright, well maybe now it’s not okay.” Phoebe finally told him. 

“Okay. Well, maybe I’m not okay with it not being okay.” Joey complained to her, now that Phoebe had suddenly changed her mind. 

“Okay,” Phoebe told him trying to stop this conversation, but apparently it was your turn with him.

“What about you?” Joey asked, turning to face you. Causing you to look at him with anger and slight fear. “I know I haven’t talked to you about it yet. But you’re okay with me going out with her, right?” He kept looking at you like you should have been fine with it. 

“Oh, yeah, clearly.” You scoffed out your sarcastic answer.

“Great,” Joey smiled clearly not reading your face that he claimed to know so well. “Then can you try the sweater on? You both are actually the same size, too.” You smiled with fake politeness. You bent down and grabbed the sweater with both hands. But instead of trying it on, you chucked it trying to hit his face. Unfortunately, the man was able to catch it and look at you with a hurt expression. You just couldn’t help but shake your head at how much of an idiot he could be as you picked up your purse and headed out the door making sure to slam it behind you. Leaving Joey with a surprised look on his face and Phoebe still looking at him with even more anger for what he was doing not only to her, but to you as well. 

“Knit! Good woman! Knit! Knit!” Chandler ordered Monica when she got distracted from her knitting by all the drama that was going on around her, but Chandler was trying his hardest to forget it. Even though he was sure his best friend broke his little sister’s heart.

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The One With The Stoned Guy Part 4 (Still Do)

Here it is! Finally the ending to another episode. I know it took me like forever to finish this episode, but hey at least it it finished! It may take a while, but I am determined to finish this show!!! I am so excited for the next two episodes since it’s a two part episode and it is going to have so much drama!!!

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You were standing outside of Joey and your brother’s apartment about to knock, but you honestly had to take a minute even though you felt like a thirteen year old girl who was afraid to face her crush, well you were. You shook your head at yourself, you were starting to wander into what you wanted to think but Joey wasn’t letting you. Letting out a long breath you raised your hand about to knock on your old apartment to announce your arrival, but a voice caught you off guard. “Hey, Y/N,” Phoebe’s voice rang from behind you in the hallway. 

“Hey, Pheebs,” you turned to look at her but noticed the man walking next to her. “Hey, man with Pheebs.”

“Y/N, this is Steve my massage client; the one with the restaurant, and Steve this is Y/N my friend.” You smiled and went to shake his hand as Phoebe introduced the both of you, but your pleasure to meet him was gone. 

“Woaaah,” Steve’s jaw dropped and his eyes shone like he saw the treasure he had been looking for all along when he looked at you. So naturally, you took your hand back and rose a brow at Phoebe.

“What can I say, he’s high as a kite, I’m sorry.” Phoebe shrugged nonchalantly.

“Oh, well that makes sense,” you brushed it off as you noticed how red the man’s eyes were. “Well, good luck with that.” You smiled at Phoebe who stuck her tongue out at you playfully without Steve seeing. 

“Yeah, well good luck with that.” Phoebe sounded like she was joking when she motioned toward Joey’s door. “No seriously, he totally trapped you into this.” With that Phoebe and her guest turned around to knock on Rachel and Monica’s as you turned and forced yourself to knock on Joey’s. 

“Hey,” you greeted the man shyly as you nibbled on your bottom lip out of nervousness. 

“Hey,” Joey greeted with a small smile and shine in his brown eyes. “I didn’t think you’d come.”

“Didn’t really give me a choice,” you shrugged. Still standing in the hallway, “sorry, that was bitchy.”

“Well, if you don’t want to you don’t have to come in. I don’t want you to feel like you were forced.” You could tell that Joey was being sincere, plus you were always the one person that Joey couldn’t lie to. You rolled your eyes at how awkward the both of you were being and put one foot in front of the other and walked past Joey and into his apartment. Now it was just the two of you standing in the kitchen, looking at each other trying to think of something to say. 

“Well, this isn’t awkward at all,” you joked under your breath as you felt sexual tension starting to build ever so slightly. “How was your day?” Asking as you set your purse down and sat down on the stool that was by the kitchen counter. 

“It was good, I had an audition,”

“Oh, that’s great!” You cheered, not knowing you were jumping to conclusions.

“But I didn’t get it.” Joey finished, smiling slightly at your automatic response.

“Oh,” you blushed which was probably obvious. “I’m sorry, but remember what I always told you that just means it just wasn’t right for you and you’ll get something better.”

“You were always my number one fan,” Joey smiled thinking about all the times the both of you would be laying in bed after he didn’t get an acting job that he really wanted and you cuddled him and made him feel better while telling him what you just said word for word.

“Hey,” you reached over and placed your hand on his, “and I always will.” You smiled sweetly. “Now, give me some wine.”

“Got it. I ordered some pizza too. I figured it would be okay since I know you love pizza as much as I do.” Joey talked as he filled a glass for you, grabbed a beer for himself, and walked over and sat on the couch.

“Yeah, that’s great,” you smiled as you got up to sit next to him. Close enough that it’s okay to as friends, but not close enough that it would be wrong since the both of you were broken up and you had a boyfriend. Bryan, who you liked a lot. But you couldn’t help it if your mind wandered to Joey every now and then, like now, when your eyes kept looking down at the man’s lips. 

“So,” Joey shook his own thought of it out of his mind as he looked back up at your eyes. “How’s school?” You immediately lit up in excitement, you couldn’t wait to tell him. Because then maybe the two of you could get back together after he heard the news that you only had a few months left of your program (it was a 6.5 month program, and you had 3 months left). But wait a minute you had a boyfriend that you really liked and whom really liked you, Bryan. 

*******

“What a tool,” Joey scoffed after Monica told him, you, and Ross was Phoebe’s massage-restaurant owning client did to Monica. Apparently since the man was high he kept trying to grab things and eat things without even waiting to eat the food the Monica spent hours making. 

“You don’t wanna work for a guy like that.” Rachel sympathized with her friend, you nodded in agreement from your spot on the armchair as the others nodded along with you.

“I know. I just thought that was, you know...it.” Monica explained what you all understood.

“Hey, you’ll get there. You’re an amazing chef.” Ross told her as he rubbed her shoulder.

“Yeah,” Phoebe chimed in. “You know all those yummy noises? I wasn’t faking.” Phoebe told Monica, helping to make the woman feel better. Once that was done Ross made his way to the counter for a refill and Joey followed him to obviously talk about something, so Rachel, Phoebe, and Monica took their opportunity to ask you about your night.

“So, how’d it go with Joey? Was it weird?” Rachel asked as all of the women turned their attention to you. 

“It was really weird at first, there was so much sexual tension,” you sat forward in your seat.

“Are you kidding there’s always sexual tension between the two of you.” Monica said.

“Well I know,” you smirked at that fact. “But this time it was like we wanted to do something, but we knew we couldn’t. But the whole time I was over there he was so nice to me, the man wasn’t even trying anything.” You pouted as you spoke solemnly. 

“And you didn’t like that?” Phoebe asked confused and a little sarcastically seeing as that was what you said you had been wanting from him; to just be friends with Joey again.

“No,” you sighed disappointed in yourself. “I still love Joey.”

“Nooooooo,” all three of the women let out sarcastically.

“Oh come on,” you looked at them to get serious. “But it doesn’t even matter because he doesn’t want to be with me, plus I have Bryan. So even if I wanted to do something, and I do. I really do, but I can’t so that’s that.” Monica, Rachel, and Phoebe all sat there blinking at you like they didn’t believe a word that you were saying. “Oh, whatever.” You quickly waved off, just so this discussion could be done and you weren’t torturing yourself over things you could not have. 

“You guys want to catch a late movie, or something?” Phoebe asked loud enough for you ladies and Ross and Joey to hear, to which everyone agreed. 

“Woah, shouldn’t we wait for Chandler?” Rachel asked, making all of you realise that your brother wasn’t there with you all. 

“Woah. It’s late, where the hell is he?” Joey asked as he checked the time on his watch to see that it was about 9:00.

But it turned out Chandler was exactly where he didn’t want to be. In his office, late at night, yelling at someone in his office that he wasn’t pleased or happy with the W.E.N.U.S. (Weekly Estimated Net Usage Statistics) which everyone knew was Chandler Bing’s worse nightmare.

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The One With The Stoned Guy Part One (Joey meets Bryan)

In this episode Chandler quits his job to find what his true passion in life is, as Monica once in a lifetime career opportunity. Oh, yeah! Joey meets and finds out about Bryan. 

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You had just gotten to Central Perk after finishing school for the day and you couldn’t help but feel like you were on top of the world as you sat next to Monica waiting for Rachel to bring everybody their orders. You had taken your first every client which went as smoothly as it could considering that you were still a student, and you were waiting for Bryan to come and pick you up after he got done at the firestation. You were quickly drawn out of your thoughts when you saw Rachel come over with her tray of drinks that all of you ordered. “Coffee,” Rachel announced as she handed the mug to Joey who took it with a thank you. “Cappuccino,” which Ross took with a ‘gracie.’ “An americano,” Rachel said to you as you took the mug with a thank you of your own. “And a nice hot cider for Monica.” Monica thanked the woman as she took the mug from Rachel, but then she noticed something peculiar about her drink. 

“Rach,” Monica hollered. “Why does my cinnamon stick have an eraser?” Monica’s weird complaint had you looking up from your own drink with furrowed eyebrows. 

“Oh,” Rachel’s hand went behind her ear. “Oh, that’s why.” She smiled in realization when she felt the cinnamon stick on her ear. “I’m sorry,” Rachel apologized as she took the hot soaked pencil out of Monica’s mug and put the ear resting cinnamon stick into Monica’s mug instead. Causing yours and Monica’s faces to scrunch up in similar disgust. 

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“Hey, you guys!” Phoebe announced as she ran over to the couch. “Chandler’s coming. He says he has incredible news. So when he gets here, let’s all act like…” But she could never finish giving her plan to all of you when the man you were talking about entered the building with a , ‘hey.’ “Nevermind, but it was going to be really good.” Phoebe reassured all of you as she sat next to Monica causing you to scoot over closer to Ross to make room.

“What’s going on?” Ross asks Chandler.

“What’s up?” You also ask turning to face your big brother. 

“So, it’s a typical day at work, inputting my numbers. When Big Al calls me into his office and says he wants to make me processing supervisor.” Chandler announces, causing everyone to congratulate him, you were even getting up to give him a quick hug when the announcement took a turn. “So… I quit.” Chandler said, so instead of hugging him with your extended arms you hit him in the arm instead. 

“Why?” You all questioned. 

“Why? This was supposed to be a temp job.” Chandler tried to defend himself. 

“Chandler, you’ve been there for five years.” Monica said, calling Chandler out on how not temporary his job has been. 

“But if I took this promotion it’d be like admitting that this is what I actually do.” Chandler explained. You had been there; feeling like you're in a dead end job with no end in sight which just really brought you down.  

“Is it a lot more money?” You had to ask though. 

“It doesn’t matter. I just don’t want to be one of those guys that’s in his office until 12:00 at night worrying about the WEENUS.” Chandler spoke to as if it should have been obvious what he was talking about. 

“The weenus?” Rachel asked both confused and concerned. 

“”Weekly Estimated Net Usage Systems.” It’s a processing term.” Chandler explained himself as he moved to sit in the arm chair. 

“Oh...that weenus.” Rachel joked since it still meant nothing to the rest of you. 

“So, what’re you going to do?” Joey asked. 

“I don’t know, that’s it. I don’t know what I want to do I just know I won’t figure it out working there.” Chandler said quietly. You couldn’t help but sit on the arm of the chair and wrap him in a quick hug. It was hard being in that position. When you aren’t happy enough to stop doing it, but you still don’t know what you want to do. 

“Oh! I have something you can do.” Phoebe jumped forward in her seat with an idea. “I have this new massage client, Steve?” Phoebe questioned as if all of you should know him. “Anyway, he’s opening a new restaurant and he’s looking for a head chef.” Phoebe announced, she gestured to Chandler to give him the idea but you all just sat with blank stares waiting for her to catch up when Monica tapped Phoebe on the shoulder. 

“Um...hi, there.” Monica smiled when Phoebe turned around to look at her to she what she wanted. 

“Hi.” Phoebe smiled at her. “Oh yeah, no, I know you’re a chef and I thought of you first. But Chandler’s the one who needs a job right now, so.” Phoebe got frustrated when Monica tried to ask for it when clearly she had a friend that was in need. She turned around to give her friend in need a big smile to see what he thought. 

“Yeah, I just don’t have a lot of chefing experience. Unless it’s an all-toast restaurant.” Chandler explained to Phoebe as she felt Monica tapping her again. 

“Yeah,” she asked as she gave Monica her full attention.

“What kind of food is he looking for?” Monica asked Phoebe. 

“He wants to do something eclectic, so he’s looking for someone who can create the entire menu.” Phoebe explained.

“Oh, my God!” Monica cheered as she grabbed onto Phoebe’s arm, when Monica heard everything that she needed and wanted to hear. 

“Yeah, I know!” Phoebe cheered with her. “So what do you think?” Phoebe asked turning around to face Chandler.

“Thanks, Pheebes. I just don’t really see myself in a big white hat.” Chandler politely turned her down. 

“Okay,” Phoebe shrugged his loss off her shoulders when a thought came to her. “”Oh, Monica, guess what!” She cheered as Monica groaned and hid her face in Ross’s shoulder as she rolled her eyes. You sat there on the arm chair’s arm laughing at what went on when you heard the entrance door open, and the person that you were expecting to meet walked in through the door. 

“Hey, Y/N,” Bryan brightly smiled as he walked over. You stood up from your seat. 

“Hey, Bryan,” you smiled as you stood on your tip toes and the both of you leaned in to quickly peck each others lips. The both of you had gone out a couple times with in the last few weeks, so yes you had gotten to the age of kissing and usually make out sessions. 

“You ready to go?” He asked, to which you nodded. Bryan put his hand on your lower back to guide you to go first but someone in your friend group not so subtly cleared their throats causing the both of you to look over at your brother.

“Aren’t you going to introduce everyone?” Chandler asked with his fake smile to which you knew was his overprotective brother side. 

“Right,” you smiled in embarrassment and annoyance. “Bryan this is my big brother, Chandler, Phoebe who you’ve met, Monica, Rachel, Ross, and Joey.” When you finally landed on Joey’s face you couldn’t tell if he was angry, jealous, or sad. It was hard to tell. “Everyone this is Bryan.” You gestured to the gigantic man as you made uncomfortable eye contact with Joey; you really dreaded the both of them meeting, but you were single. You were allowed to see who you wanted. 

“Hi, Bryan!” Everyone but Joey greeted. Bryan leaned over to shake your big brothers hand.

“So what do you do?” Chandler asked the man.

“I’m a fire fighter, actually,” Bryan smiled a little as he uncomfortably slid his hands in the pockets of his jeans. Chandler and everyone nodded in approval to you, to which you rolled your eyes.

“H-how did the two of you meet?” Joey asked, looking like he was about to jump out of his seat. 

“We met here, actually,” you decided to answer before looking at him. His face was just blank.

“Oh, cool,” Joey could barely get out.

“So, Y/N,” Bryan placed his hand on your back again. 

“Hmm?” You asked, looking away from Joey and up at him. Quickly putting a smile on your face.

“You ready to go?” Bryan asked again as he took a careful look at your face. 

“Yeah, of course. Let’s go.” You answered, grabbing your coat and the both of you made your way to the door. “Bye guys.” You took another quick glance at Joey before you grabbed onto Bryan’s arm and the both of you walked out the door to where you were going to have dinner. Little did you know, you had sad puppy dog eyes watching you from behind as you left.

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The One With The Stoned Guy Part Two (Amuse Bouche)

Sorry it took so long! But here is the next part to the Friends Rewrite. I’m just kind of writing when I find time. Enjoy all!!!!!!

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It was the next morning and the night before was the first night where you actually slept at Bryan’s apartment, you didn’t even go to yours and Ross’s apartment. But no you found yourself walking toward Monica and Rachel’s apartment for early breakfast before everyone went off to work or in your case school and the work. “Good morning,” you cheered with a smile. Everyone in the living room bid you a good morning in return while Joey sat there and stared at you with that same sad dog expression. So Ross must have told him that you never went home. “So, I heard you didn’t make it home last night.” Rachel confirmed your suspicions, but apparently Ross just decided to up and tell everybody.

“Yeah, last night was my first night actually staying there,” you smiled brightly at her when you thought about all of the adventures that you had with Bryan.

“You really like him, don’t you?” Rachel asked as she scrunched up her face and came closer to you to make your conversation a bit more private. You were about to answer her when all of a sudden the apartment door slammed from behind you. 

“Can you see my nipples through this shirt?” Your big brother asked after he entered. He made sure to lift up his suit jacket so that all of you could have a good look. 

“No,” Rachel answered for him as she carefully looked. “But don’t worry I’m sure they’re still there.” You laughed at her harmless joke. 

“Where’re you going Mr. Suity-Man?” Phoebe asked him from her spot in the living room next to Ross.

“Well,” Chandler reached into his inside jacket pocket and pulled out a business card. “I have an appointment to see Dr. Robert Pillman, career counselor a-go-go.” You listened to him as you took a seat on the couch, but realized that you sat too close to Joey like you used to. So you had to awkwardly slide in the opposite direction no matter if it made you a little upset and Joey very. “I added the a-go-go.” Chandler emphasized as all of them ignored the thing that just happened. 

“A career counselor?” Rachel asked him, wondering why he was going to see this guy. 

“Hey, you guys all know what you want to do.” Chandler whined to you all as he started to get defensive. 

“I don’t,” Rachel chimed in. 

“Hey, you guys in the living room all know what you want to do. You have goals, you have dreams. I don’t have a dream!” Chandler declared. But no matter how serious he tried to come across as, you all still found it a little funny. 

“Ah, the lesser-known “I don’t have a dream,” speech.” Ross called Chandler out on his mistake. 

“Y/N/N?” Chandler asked and placed his hand on your shoulder so that you would turn in your seat and look at him. “How did you know you wanted to go to Esthetician school?” He only asked because you had taken such a big leap to follow your dreams even if it made a few other people unhappy.

“I don’t know really. I just never really enjoyed or got into anything that I was learning while I went to college. But I always enjoyed skin and skincare and makeup, so once I actually found a career in it. I just decided to go for it.” You explained. “And even though it was terrifying at first, I know that it was the perfect decision.” Chandler couldn’t find words, he was just so proud and jealous of you. He just wished that he could find something that he was just as passionate about. 

“Oh, I love my life! I love my life!” Monica cheered as she had just gotten back from an interview with that restaurant guy. She was beaming from ear to ear and it looked like it hurt. 

“Oh, Brian’s Song.” Phoebe guessed, thinking that Monica was quoting a song. 

“The meeting with that guy went great?” Rachel asked her after Phoebe’s strange outburst. 

“It was so great. He showed me where the restaurant’s going to be. It’s this cute little place on 10th Street; it’s not too big, it’s not too small. It’s just right.” Monica beamed as she shared her experience for her new job opportunity. 

“Was it formerly owned by by a blonde woman and some bears?” Chandler joked, when Monica accidentally quoted the famous nursery rhyme. 

“So, anyway I’m cooking dinner for him Monday night. You know, kind of like an audition.” Monica continued as she just ignored everything that Chandler just said. “And Phoebe he really wants you to be there,” she explained as she made her way over to the woman in the living room. “Which would be great for me because then you can make oh’s and ah’s and you can make yummy noises.”

“What’re you going to make?” Rachel asked Monica. 

“Yummy noises,” Phoebe answered instead, acting like it was obvious.

“And Monica, what are you gonna make?” You asked, changing the question to one that everyone could understand. 

“I don’t know. It’s just got to be so great.” Monica answered you as she walked over to her shelf of cookbooks to try and come up with some ideas. 

“Oh! I know what you should make.” Phoebe announced as she ran over to join Monica and Rachel in the kitchen. Almost knocking you down in the process as you made your way over to them, as well. “You should make that thing with the stuff.” Phoebe said as she sprinkled imaginary spices into her hand. “You know that...thing.” She just couldn’t think of it. But Phoebe could tell she wasn’t getting through to any of you. “Okay, I don’t know.” She finally gave up. 

“Hey, guys. Does anyone know a good date place in the neighborhood?” Ross asked, changing the subject. 

“Uh, how about Tony’s?” Joey suggested, and seeing as you used to date him you could see where this was going. “If you can finish a 32 ounce steak, it’s free.” Ross looked up at you for confirmation to see if he ever took you there.

“Yeah, no. That was the date from hell.” You felt bad for saying so, but it was true. 

“You said you loved it!” Joey whined. 

“Yeah, but we couldn’t finish because no human can, so you got upset and left, sticking me with the cheque.” He treated you like a queen, but you had to call a spade a spade. That date stunk. 

“Okay, does anyone know a good place if you’re not dating a puma?” Ross asked again as he joked at Joey’s answer. 

“Who are you going out with?” Chandler asked him with a chuckle. 

“Oh! Is this the bug lady?” Phoebe asked Ross. 

“I love you, Ross.” Rachel joked as she started buzzing like a bug and using her fingers as antennas. 

“Her name is Celia. She’s not a bug lady. She’s curator of insects at the museum.” Ross defended. 

“So a bug lady?” You asked since Ross was trying to be technical, but he knew that you were messing around. 

“So, what’re you guys gonna do?” Monica asked as she flipped through a cookbook at the table. 

“I just thought we’d go out to dinner and then bring her back to my place and I’d introduce her to my monkey.” Ross sounded like he was 100% joking but when you looked at him his face was serious. 

“And he’s not speaking metaphorically.” Chandler mumbled to himself. 

“So, back to your place. You’re thinking maybe, heh-heh?” Joey asked Ross as he implied sex. 

“Well, I don’t know heh-heh.” Ross said under his breath to Joey. “I’m hoping heh-heh. So Y/N can you steer clear of the apartment tonight.” You nodded even though you had nowhere to go since Monica had her dinner tonight and you and Joey were broken up. You would have to just go back to Bryan’s, oh well. Too bad. 

“I’m telling you-that monkey is a chick magnet. She’s going to take one look at his furry cute little face and it’ll seal the deal.” Joey promised him. 

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It was later in the evening, all of you were back at Monica and Rachel’s while Monica tried out some new recipes to have all of you try. Joey, Phoebe, and Rachel sat at the kitchen table. While you and Bryan sat alone in the living room. You really were surprised at how well everyone was getting along with Bryan, including Joey. They weren’t really best friends because clearly Joey still harbored some feelings, but they were able to be in a room together. That was all you could ask for. The both of you sat on the couch talking with Bryan’s arm wrapped around your shoulders. Bryan was about to continue the fire story that he had been meaning to tell you, but he jumped out of his seat when the apartment door slammed shut from an aggressive force. “Oh, my God. What happened to you?” Rachel asked, you kneeled on the sofa to turn and look who had entered. It was Chandler with his shirt unbuttoned slightly and tie loose, with a stack of folders looking he had had a day. 

“8 and a half hours of aptitude tests, intelligence tests, personality tests and what do I learn?” Chandler also seemed a little on edge. “You are ideally suited for a career in data processing for a large multinational cooperation.” Chandler read off of the test result that he had gotten. 

“That’s so great! Because you already know how to do that!” You cheered him on sarcastically. Bryan chuckling quietly as he looked up at you. 

“Can you believe it? Don’t I seem like somebody who should be doing something really cool?” Chandler asked all of you as he paced along the kitchen, half-heartedly waving to Bryan without looking at him. “I just always pictured myself doing something…something.” Chandler frowned down at the floor as he lightly stomped his foot.  

“Oh, Chandler, I know.” Rachel got up from her seat and half hugged the man as she patted him on his chest. “I know. Oh, hey! You can see your nipples through this shirt.” But Rachel’s realization did not seem to help Chandler as he turned his head and glared down at the woman. 

“Here you go. Maybe this will cheer you up.” Monica tried as she offered Chandler a plate of mini food. 

“Ohh, you know I had a grape about five hours ago. So I better split this with you.” He joked again as he tried to push passed his disappointing day. 

“It’s supposed to be that small, it’s a pre-appetizer. The French called it an Amuse Bouche.” Monica taught all of you. So Chandler took one for the team and popped one into his mouth, when suddenly he wasn’t as upset at the moment. 

“Well, it is amoozing.” Chandler joked even though he couldn’t help but get where Monica was coming from. 

“You’re friends are so weird.” Bryan said quietly to you as he deeply chuckled. 

“I know,” you beamed. “Isn’t it amazing.” You smiled at him in return and Bryan wrapped an arm around your waist as he pecked a kiss to your forehead. 

“Hello?” Monica said as she answered the phone that had started to ring a couple seconds ago. “Oh, hi, Wendy. Yeah 8 o’clock. What did we say, ten dollars an hour? Okay, great. I’ll see you then. Bye.” Monica hung up the quick phone call and you couldn’t help but notice the hurt and surprised look on Rachel’s face. 

“Ten dollars an hour for what?” Phoebe asked, before Rachel could jump to conclusions. 

“Oh, I asked one of the waitress’s at work to help me out.” You couldn’t help but cringe when Monica didn’t even realize her mistake. 

“Waitressing?” Rachel asked in surprise. 

“Uh-oh,” Joey sang as he stood up from his chair. 

“Of course I thought of you, but...but,” Monica couldn’t even think of an excuse. 

“But-but?” Rachel repeated for her, you could tell that she was starting to get a little upset. 

“But you see this night had to go perfect, you know.” Monica’s excuse was already flimsy. “And well, Wendy’s more of a...professional waitress.” She really was just digging herself in deeper. 

“Oh. I see, and I’ve sort of been maintaining my amature status so that I can waitress in the Olympics.” Rachel joked to hide her hurt. 

“You know, I don’t mean to brag, but I waited tables in Innsbruck in ‘76.” You added to try to make the conversation a bit more lighthearted. But Rachel did not find it funny at all when she glared at you, so you shrunk down and hid behind Bryan for protection. 

“Amuse Bouche?” Chandler offered Rachel the plate of food to try and diffuse the situation. You were about to kiss Bryan when he leaned in, but a voice made you jump up.

“Hey, Y/N.” Joey’s voice rang out.

“Yeah?” You asked, wondering what could be so important that he was interrupting your moment with Bryan. 

“We’re still on for hanging out, right?” He asked, you just furrowed your eyebrows at him. What game was he trying to play at? 

“Um, yeah. Sorry must have forgotten,” you tried to play it off. But even you knew that your face just read surprise. 

“Great, see you then,” Joey smiled. So then you tried to play it off with a smile, but you were breaking when you felt Bryan look at you with slight confusion.

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The One With The Boobies Part Three (Make Things Right)

This part is a little longer, but Chandler and Joey have a moment about the reader.

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You had just let Joey’s dad’s mistress Ronnie, into the apartment while she and Joey both waited for him. Chandler sat on the sofa having a conversation with Ronnie, while Joey paced back and forth by the door anticipating his dad’s arrival. You wanted nothing more than to go out to a bar and ignore everything, or even go back over to Monica and Rachel’s and vent and hide and drink wine there. But even though you and Joey had just broken up not even ten minutes ago, you couldn’t help but feel the need to still be by him while he was freaking out. You just guessed that it was the habit of being the girlfriend even though you weren’t anymore. “You see, most people, when their pets pass on they want them laid out like they’re sleeping. But, occasionally, you get your person who wants them in a pose like, ah, chasing their tail,” Ronnie mimicked the motion as she explained to Chandler. “Or, jumping to catch a frisbee.” To which she mimicked the pose again, like a dog jumping up to catch a frisbee in its mouth. 

“Joey, Y/N, if I go first I want to be looking for my keys.” Chandler joked to the both of you. But Joey couldn’t wipe off his angry face and you still haven’t wiped off the look like you wanted to cry. And Chandler noticed that you had been looking like that all night. But Ronnie didn’t have a problem laughing out loud, to which Chandler shot her an appreciated smile. 

“Hey, Joe.” Joey’s dad greeted his son as he walked in the door and nodded his head to you in a greeting. 

“Dad. Ronnie’s here!” Joey announced with fake joy and a fake smile. Because if he were being honest, he was devastated about what was all happening at once. First his mom and dad, and now you and him.

“Huh?” Big Joey asked. But he shifted his gaze to behind Joey when he saw a certain someone wave over his way.

“Hi!” Ronnie smiled and waved at the older man. 

“Hey!” Big Joey laughed in surprise. “Hello, babe! What’re you doing here?” He asked her as Ronnie stood up and made her way to meet him in the middle. 

“Well, you left your good hair at my apartment and I figured you’d need it for your meeting.” Ronnie explained as she went over to her purse and pulled out what looked to be a toupee and handed it to the man. 

“Thank you,” Big Joe said to her before everyone in the room fell into an uncomfortable silence. You and Chandler looked at each other to decide who broke the silence, and you shrugged to him deciding that he could have this one as you ran over to stand by him so you didn’t have to stand in the middle of the awkwardness. 

“So, who’s up for a game of Kerplunk?” Chandler offered, which made you laugh a little. It was just so random. 

“Look, I, uh...I shouldn’t have come.” Ronnie finally came out and said. “I better get going, I don’t want to miss the last train.” She started to gather her purse and the rest of her things, but Joey’s dad had another idea. 

“No, no, I don’t want you taking that thing this late.” He told her.

“Oh, where am I gonna stay? Here?” Ronnie asked him, like it was a ridiculous idea. Which she was right, it would have been very very weird. 

“Woah-ho.” Joey protested as he held the door open for her. 

“We’ll go to a hotel.” Big Joey offered his mistress another solution, but once she agreed and they tried to make their way out the door, Joey had his own plans. 

“No, you won’t.” Joey told them as he closed the door. 

“No, we won’t.” Ronnie announced to Joey’s dad. 

“If you go to a hotel you’ll be… doing stuff.” Joey insinuated. “I want you right here where I can keep an eye on you.”

“You’re going to keep an eye on us?” Big Joe asked his son, almost like he was feeling insulted. Considering the thing that went on between his son and you. The thing with Ronnie should have been the least of his concerns. 

“That’s right mister, I don’t care how old you are.” Joey told him, to which you rolled your eyes at him. “As long as you’re under my roof, you live by my rules. And that means no sleeping with your girlfriend.” You couldn’t believe Joey pulled that card that every parent loved to pull on their kids so they wouldn’t do something that the parent didn’t want the child to do. But in this case it was the parents turn. 

“Wow, he’s strict.” Ronnie somewhat joked to the man’s father. 

“Now, dad you’ll be in my room. Ronnie, you can stay in Chandler’s room.” Joey offered. That meant you, Joey, and Chandler would have to have another awkward conversation about who was sleeping where and why. You just weren’t sure where you were going to sleep just yet. But one thing was for certain, you were not sleeping on the floor. You lived with two men in their twenties. Who knew what was on that carpeting. 

“Come on, I’ll show you to my room.” Chandler offered to Ronnie as Joey Sr. started to make his way to his son’s room. “That sounds so weird when it’s not followed by “No, thanks. It’s late.” Chandler announced to you and Joey as Ronnie waved good night to Joey Sr. 

“Okay, now this is just for tonight. Tomorrow you gotta make a change.” Joey quickly grabbed his old man’s arm to have a last talk with him, before probably having a talk with you. “Six years is long enough.”

“What kind of change?” His father asked him with worry in his eye. 

“Either you break it off with Ronnie,” Joey started. 

“I can’t do that.” His dad pleaded. 

“Then you gotta come clean with Ma. This is not right.” Joey told him flat out that it was just not okay.

“But,” his dad started but that’s all he got out.

“I don’t wanna hear it. Now go to my room!” Joey told his dad, ending the conversation where he wanted to end it. He was done talking about his whole thing with his dad and Ronnie. With that Joey Sr. sauntered off to bed and Chandler came out of his room closing the door to give Ronnie and the three of you some privacy. 

“So, are you two sleeping on the pull out couch and I’ll sleep on the floor?” Chandler asked, not really thinking much of it. 

“Actually, I think you two should stay here and I’ll go stay at a hotel or something instead.” You told them, thinking that the idea to hide out in a hotel room didn’t sound so bad. 

“What? Why would you do that?” Chandler asked, to which you shrugged which wasn’t going to be enough for him. “Okay, that’s it. The both of you have been moping and not saying a word to each other the whole night. Are you guys fighting or something?”

“Wekindofbrokeupactually.” You mumbled as you rubbed the back of your neck.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you what was that?” Chandler asked, putting a hand to his ear pretending to try and hear you better.

“We broke up alright.” Joey told him for you. 

“What happened?” Chandler looked between the two of you. Joey’s hands on your crossed over your chest and your face looking at the floor, while Joey’s hands were on his hips while he avoided any kind of eye contact. 

“It just didn’t work out.” You told your brother honestly.

“Well, whether it worked out or not, I’m not letting you go to a hotel by yourself either.” Joey told you, making you roll your eyes at him. How dare he care about, you joked to yourself in anger. “I’ll go.”

“No, I said you two stay here so you two are staying here. I’ll just go ask Mon and Rach if I can sleep on their couch. I just need to sleep in not this apartment right now.” When everything was silent between the boys and the three of you looked at each other, you could tell that they were okay with it. “Okay, now that that’s settled, good night.” You plastered on as fake of a smile as you could and walked over to hug your brother, which he reciprocated. 

“Good night,” he smiled at you. Maybe it was for the best that you were sleeping over across the hall, it gave him the chance to talk to Joey about all of this. 

“Night, Joey.” You bid him as you quickly walked passed him, Joey could see you tense up as you barely even looked at him as you walked passed him to get to the door. As you walked out he couldn’t help but feel his heart sink into his stomach, he never meant to hurt your feelings. But maybe once you knew the real reason why he broke up with you, then the both of you could go back to being really great friends. 

You walked over to Rachel and Monica’s and knocked on the door as you felt tears coming up and a knot building in your throat. You just really needed your girlfriends right now. “Hey, what’s going on?” Monica asked you as she opened the door, Rachel stopped doing whatever she was doing when she saw you at the door with tears in your eyes.

“Joey and I broke up.” Was all you needed to say before you cover your face with your hands and let out a sob. The sobs became louder when you felt your friends safely and lovingly wrap their arms around you, bringing you into a big hug.

******

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He couldn’t sleep, he just couldn’t sleep. He was worried about everything; his dad cheating on his mom, breaking up with you and you thinking that he didn’t love you, not having you sleep next to him, and above all else, trying to sleep in his underwear. Hey just kept tossing and turning, kicking his feet just to get comfortable. “Hey, kicky.” Chandler called Joey, trying to get him to stop moving. “What’re you doing?”

“Just trying to get comfortable. I can’t sleep in my underwear.” Joey complained.

“Well, you’re gonna,” Chandler told him flat out. You might have been into that, but he was not at all.

“I’ve been thinking. You know how I’m always seeing girls on top of girls?” Joey asked after he sat up in the bed, thinking about the relationships that he had been in. 

“Are they end to end or tall like pancakes?” Chandler joked as he sat up. 

“You know what I mean,” Joey told him, trying to get Chandler to be serious. “How I’m always going out with all these women. I always figured when the right one comes along I’d be able to be a stand-up guy and go the distance, you know? Now I’m looking at my dad, thinking…”

“You’re not him,” Chandler reassured him. “When they were all over you to go into your father’s pipe-fitting business, did you cave?”

“No,” Joey answered him. Not really sure where he was going with this. 

“No. You decided to go into the out of work actor business.” Chandler accurately joked with him. “And that wasn’t easy, but you did it. And I’d like to believe that when the right woman comes along, you will have the courage and the guts to say, “no, thanks. I’m married.” Chandler honestly told Joey.

“You really think so?” Joey asked as he couldn’t help but let his mind wander to you and picturing you as his wife.

“Yeah, I really do.” Chandler said as he tapped him on the shoulder. “You're imagining Y/N as your wife aren’t you?” At first Chandler hated the idea of you and Joey but after seeing how well you cared for each other, he could see on Joey’s face that he already missed you.

“Yeah,” Joey admitted glumly. 

“Then why did you guys break up?” Chandler genuinely asked, hoping to know both sides, plus he was a little concerned when he clearly heard you crying in the hallway. 

“She broke up with me because she thinks that I don’t love her because I couldn’t say it in front of my dad.” Joey told him. 

“But you love her, don’t you?” Chandler wondered, after Joey’s dating streak he had to make sure you weren’t just another conquest.

“I love her more than any girl I’ve ever been with.” Joey told him honestly. “Hearing her crying in the hallway made me die inside. But I decided to end it with her because I want her to do all that she wanted to be and become who she wants to be. She just got to New York and I want her to find herself first.”

“Does she know this?” Chandler asked, not believing how much the dork next to him loved you, but Joey shook his head. “Then you better tell her, I don’t want to see her crying like she did today, and if she does… I’ll punch.” He tapered off with a weak threat. 

“Thanks, Chandler.” Joey fake swooned as he went to lay his head on Chandler’s shoulder. 

“Get off.” Chandler told him making Joey laugh to himself as he laid down on his side to finally get some sleep, so that he could actually be honest with you about what he wanted for you.

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The One With The Candy Hearts Part Three (Janice is Back)

So this one might be rough, I’m tired from school, work, and overall adulting. But at least there’s a new update, right!? Sorry in advance if it’s bad.

Last Part (Part Two), Series Masterlist

It was early in the morning when you woke up, you had a hard time falling asleep because all you could think of was that guy that you had met last night at the coffee house and how you’d agreed to go out with him, you also kept thinking about how Phoebe mentioned that Joey wouldn’t like you going out with other guys. But who said that he got to decide, he broke up with you. Plus he was already seeing other people, maybe you should be too. Finally, you willed yourself to kick your covers off of you and make your way into the kitchen that you now shared with Ross since you had officially moved in. You smiled and greeted your roommate who sat on the sofa with a cup of coffee in his hand, you were about to grab yourself a cup when the phone started to ring. Quietly groaning at the fact that you were going to have to talk to someone before you had your safe amount of caffeine. “Hello?” You greeted the caller with minimal to no enthusiasm. 

“Oh, hi, Y/N. Put Ross on the phone, too. There’s someone I want you to say hi to.” Monica’s happy voice sounded through the ear piece. 

“Alright?” You questioned but did what she said anyway and walked over at sat next to Ross as you motioned for him to listen in as well. 

“They just happened to call,” You could hear Monica give to someone as an excuse. 

“Hello? Y/N? Ross?” An annoying and shrill voice sounded over the phone causing both you and Ross to perk up and look at each other in excitement for what torcher Chandler must be going through because of another stupid thing he did.

“Hey Janice!” You and Ross cheered. 

“Yes, that’s right. It’s me, how did you know?” Janice asked since it clearly wasn’t obvious to her. 

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Now that Ross was on his date, Chandler breaking up with Janice (again) on Valentine’s Day,  and Joey doing who knows what. It was late enough in the evening that you were over at Monica and Rachel’s once again, and this time all you girls were going to get some sort of closure for all of the crap your past ex’s have put you through. The four of you had quite a handful of stuff to burn. So you sat on the couch next to Rachel with a glass of wine in your hand as Phoebe read the directions over the fire that was burning in a trash can. “Okay, now we need the sage branches and the sacramental wine.” Phoebe read off the next ingredients that would need to be added to the fire in order to do the ritual properly. 

“All I had is oregano and a Fresca.” Monica told her as she held the seasoning and beveridge in each hand. 

“Um…” Phoebe looked down to see if that would work. “That’s okay!” Phoebe told her as she took the oregano, but before she could take the soda in Monica’s hand you decided to contribute. 

“Oh, here! Use this, it’s not sacramental but it’s wine.” You smiled at how you were helping as you held out your glass. 

“Oh, perfect, thank you.” Phoebe told you as she dumped the oregano and the rest of your wine in before handing the glass back to you so you could refill it. “Now we need the seman of a righteous man.” She announced lastly, to which Monica, Rachel, and you shared a look. 

“Okay, Pheebs, you know what? If we had that we wouldn’t be doing the ritual in the first place.” Rachel partially joked with her blonde friend. 

“Can we just start throwing things in?” Monica asked. 

“Um, yeah. Okay.” Phoebe said as she immediately threw the instructions for the ritual into the fire. The three of you were about to stop her when it was too late, and you all just wanted to get to burning. 

“Okay, Barry’s letters. Adam Ritter’s boxer shorts.” Rachel started as she threw her items into the fire to be burned forever. 

“And I have the receipt from my dinner with Nokulule Oon Ah.” Phoebe announced as she followed Rachel. 

“Here’s a picture of Scotty Jared naked.” Monica announced drawing you, Phoebe, and Rachel to look at it. 

“Oh, let me see.” Rachel told her. “Hey, he’s wearing a sweater.” Rachel pointed out, thinking that Monica just got it wrong. 

“No.” Monica answered unfortunately. 

“Eww!” All of you shrieked. How could someone even be that hairy, you wondered? 

“Let’s see,” you started as they looked to you for your turn. “My ticket for the first play that I saw Joey in,” you watched it burn, “the room service of the place Joey and I stayed at for a weekend, and a VHS tape.” You murmured the last part to yourself.

“A what now?” Rachel asked, her voice high pitched as the other two looked at you with shocked faces.

“You guys made a tape?” Monica wasn’t sure if she wanted to be impressed or grossed out; you nodded. So they all just nodded in understanding. 

“But I thought Joey treated you really well?” Rachel asked because maybe she didn’t know everything about your relationship enough for you to burn his stuff.

“Oh, believe me. He’s treated me better than any man I’ve gone out with. But then he broke up with me in that sweet way, then went on that date right after.” You explained, which made you angry.

“Oh, I could imagine.” Phoebe said as the others nodded in agreement. “You still love him though, don’t you?” She was hesitant when she asked but all of them could see on your face that you still do.

“Ok, we were supposed to be burning old things and feeling better, whose turn was it?” You tried to move on and have the attention off of you. So Rachel decided to help you out. 

“Ok, and here we have the last of Paolo’s grappa.” Rachel smiled as she opened the bottle and dumped it on the flame without thinking. 

“Wait, Rach. Isn’t that almost pure-”Monica started to warn her, but it was too late. By the time the alcohol reached the fire, the flame grew to almost three times its size causing each of you to shrink and hide back from the intense heat.