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Friendly Persuasion
by Elvichar
Fandom: Friends
Disclaimer: Characters owned by the people who make Friends - no one is making money from this, least of all me.
Rating: G at most. I�m a bit of a wuss.
Synopsis: After the one with the hypnosis tape, Joey wants to see how far he can go.
Spoilers: The One With The Hypnosis Tape
Pairings: Well who do you think - you�ve seen Friends - who would you put together? Don�t say Rachel and Ross or Monica and Chandler - I warn you I�ll scream.
Chandler had been acting pretty weird lately. But then, what else was new?
Joey heard the sound of the self-hypnosis tape coming from his roommate's bedroom - he had to go take a look. Chandler asleep... it was so cute.
Joey chuckled to himself as he heard the words of the tape. "You are a confident woman... you do not need to smoke."
The next morning Chandler got out of bed and made himself some herb tea. Joey came out of his room, rubbing his eyes like a little child. "Hey, what's up? You making breakfast for me?"
"No," Chandler said, affronted, "you can make your own breakfast."
"But I'm hungry."
"So eat. Don't be such a big baby."
Sandwiches. That's what Joey really wanted. Submarine sandwiches. And for Chandler to do stuff for him - that'd be good. He remembered the hypnosis tape and decided to try something.
The next morning Chandler was again awake before Joey. "Joey - what did you do to the tape?" Chandler asked.
"Hey - it was just a joke. So," Joey laughed, "you going to make me sandwiches?"
Chandler shook his head. "No, my friend - I'm not that easily swayed by the power of suggestion."
Joey stifled a laugh and Chandler shot him a look that made him realize he'd better leave it.
Phoebe had just finished her set at Central Perk, and she had a date. Ross and Rachel were still on for once, and had decided to go for a romantic stroll through the city. Chandler asked them if they were going to pick up any crack and whores on the way, but they weren't that amused. Monica had an evening class on 'hygiene in the home'. "You teaching it?" Chandler had laughed. Monica gave him the look, so he shut up.
So it was just Chandler and Joey sitting with their lattes, waiting for something to happen.
"Hey, why don't we go play some racquetball?" Chandler said enthusiastically.
"You don't have a racquet," Joey pointed out.
"I lent it to you."
"My point exactly." Joey shrugged.
"Well, I'm bored. What can we do? All our friends have abandoned us," Chandler grizzled.
"We could do guy stuff," Joey suggested.
"What's guy stuff supposed to be? Can't we just get some more coffee?"
"Chandler - don't be such a baby. And make me a sandwich."
Chandler laughed weakly, "Yeah, good one - got me there."
"We don't need the others. We're the two amigos - friends forever. What's the matter - scared of me or something? Why can't we just hang out - get some beers. You and Ross are always doing stuff together - why won't you do stuff with me?"
Chandler stared at Joey. "I'm sorry, Joe. I had no idea you felt so strongly about it."
"Yeah, well, there's a lot you don't know about me."
"Yes, I'm sure there is," Chandler said patronizingly.
"No, don't do that. I'm not stupid, you know - I do know when you're making fun of me."
Serious for once, Chandler looked at Joey. "You mean it, don't you - you think I'm hanging out with all the others just to avoid you."
"I didn't say that," Joey insisted, "although you do like them more than me."
"I do not!"
"You do too!"
"This is just ridiculous, Joey - I don't know where you got this idea, but it's just not true."
Joey smiled, "OK - we going to hang out together then? 'Cos I think we should go to the zoo."
"The zoo?" Chandler knew when he was defeated.
They'd seen quite a few monkeys trying to do it with other monkeys, trees and any other objects that were lying about. They kind of reminded Chandler of Joey. From the zoo, they'd somehow ended up at an old fairground on the outskirts of the city. They were still there when the rides were switched off for the evening.
"OK, Joe - I can see you can get a LOT of cotton candy in your mouth - you don't have to keep showing me."
Joey opened his mouth to show Chandler the pink goop inside. He stuck out his tongue and made munching noises.
"Enough - you're like a little child," Joey took a lump of melting candy from his mouth and stuck it on Chandler's cheek. He pointed and laughed as Chandler wiped it away.
"Will you stop!" Chandler said. "What's with you?"
"Hey don't walk away - we're having fun here."
"Sure we are."
"Chandler - are you not enjoying yourself?"
"I'm just a little tense, that's all."
"I'll say."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Chandler snapped.
Joey looked a little shocked; Chandler immediately felt he had to make it all better. "I'm sorry, Joe. It's just... life. It's depressing me."
"Aw - don't be sad, Chandler, there's loads. You're a great guy - everybody likes you."
"I just feel so lonely sometimes."
"How can you feel lonely? You're never alone."
"It's not so bad when there are people there - it doesn't sink in so much. It's just after. Late at night. Sometimes I wake up in a big bed. Alone. And it just hits me. I have no one."
"Chandler, you don't have no one."
"Is that a double negative?"
Joey frowned. "No. What are you talking about? I'm always there for you."
"It's not the same. It's not what I meant. You know what I mean." Chandler sighed.
"Yes. I do know what you mean. I know exactly what you mean. That's what I'm saying," Joey said quietly.
Chandler looked at him. The cotton candy had melted, and although he was a bit sticky he looked OK. Joey was the best. Out of all his friends, Joey was the one he'd miss the most if they were parted. It was a shame Joey didn't mean what Chandler thought it sounded like he meant.
"No - I mean it, Chandler," Joey continued. "I'm there if you need me."
"Not for what I need, though, Joe."
"I think I might surprise you," Joey smiled, and moved closer to Chandler. Chandler jumped away quickly.
"Oh no Joe - that's not what I meant. You've misunderstood. You're a good friend - but that's way beyond the boundaries of friendship."
"But Chandler..."
"No, Joey, no buts. Definitely no buts. That's the last thing I need right now."
Joey stood there looking confused. "But I thought..."
Chandler melted slightly. "Joe - I'm sorry. I don't want this to come between us. You're my best friend. But not that..."
Joey pouted, "Chandler, I was just trying to help. Now I've ruined everything."
Chandler was feeling bad now. He didn't want Joey to be upset. The last thing he wanted to see was a sad Joey. "Joe. Don't... we'll just pretend this never happened."
"But it did happen. You can't turn the clock back, Chandler. I just wanted to make you feel better."
"You did Joe - you did. You just went a little too far."
"C'mere," Joey said.
"What?" Chandler looked sideways at Joey.
"If you hug me - it'll be like it never happened. Everything will be all right."
"It will?"
"Sure."
"OK. If you say so."
Chandler walked forward; Joey opened his arms and gave him a big bear hug, squeezing him tighter. "Love you man," Joey's muffled voice said.
Chandler said nothing. He just let Joey hug.
The next morning Rachel and Monica came into to borrow some milk. "So what did you guys get up to last night? Anything fun?" Rachel asked.
"Fun? No. What makes you think we had fun?" Chandler said tersely.
"Okay. Sheesh, I just asked." Rachel shook her head, "Joey - did you have fun?"
"What? Oh yeah - I had fun. I think Chandler got a little scared of the monkeys. Hee hee - they were doing it."
"You guys went to the zoo?" Monica asked, amused.
"Yeah - we went to the zoo."
"Cool. What did you do afterwards?"
"Will you stop with the questions?" Chandler threw up his arms and stormed back to his room.
"What's the matter with him?" Monica raised her eyebrows.
"Oh, nothing. He'll get used to it," Joey said.
"Used to what?"
Joey shrugged.
"OK. Fine, don't tell us. We'll find out anyway." Rachel took the milk and left. Monica followed.
After they left, Joey gently tapped on Chandler's door. "You can come out now, they're gone."
Chandler opened the door and peeped out. "OK, Joe. I'll let you in, but you got to promise me something."
"Sure - I'll promise."
"We'll just keep this to ourselves, eh? We do enough stuff as a group, maybe there are some things that are too good to share."
"Like sandwiches?" Joey grinned.
Chandler smiled back, "Sure - like sandwiches."
Joey stepped inside over the threshold of Chandler's door. He chuckled suddenly.
"What?" Chandler asked self-consciously.
"No, nothing. I'm just nervous," Joey lied.
Not that easily swayed indeed...
Epilogue: Itty Bitty Kiss
The door closed, and Joey smiled.
"Hey, Joe - do you think we should be doing this - I mean, it's all so sudden and..."
"Chandler, would you just shut up and get over here?"
"Well - all right."
As Chandler came closer, Joey grinned. "I'm going to kiss you now - okay," He said.
"Well you don't have to tell me - just do it - it'll be easier that way... I think."
Joey and Chandler moved closer. Chandler could feel Joey's warm, moist breath on his face.
Suddenly he broke away. "Joey - what have you been eating?"
"What? I just had a tuna and pastrami sandwich, what's the problem?"
Chandler sighed. Maybe he was just going to have to get used to stuff like that. It was kind of funny in a way. "OK, Joe - but next time, could you eat something a little less... fragrant?"
"I'll eat soap if it'll make you kiss me -- now come on Chandler, I'm dying here."
Chandler moved closer. Joey moved closer. Chandler noticed Joey had closed his eyes, but he kept his firmly open. If Joey suddenly decided this was all a joke he was going to kill him.
But it didn't feel like a joke.
And Joey tasted a lot better than he'd smelled.
In fact, he tasted wonderful.
Chandler pulled away as Joey moved down to nuzzle his neck. "Joe," he said breathily, "remind me to let you eat whatever you like in the future."
Joey looked up briefly. "Hehehe" he said.
"That's not what I... oh, forget it," Chandler said, going with the flow.
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