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100wordsTitle: 'Good Cop'
Fandom: Friends
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted todrabble_zone and anythingdrabble
Monica's apartment was smelling divine. But every luscious scent was coming with an ulterior motive.
"Joey," she grinned sweetly. "If you tell me who ate the chocolate bars I was going to make fudge with, these snickerdoodles are yours."
Meanwhile, across the hall, Chandler was in the hot seat as Phoebe applied some bolder interrogation methods.
"Tell the truth about who ate Monica's chocolate bars," she barked, "before I whack you with an offset spatula!"
He stared at her, intimidated.
"Wow. You sure have this good-cop-bad-cop act down," he muttered. "But why'd Joey get the good cop?!"
Fandom: Friends
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted to
drabble_zone and anythingdrabbleMonica's apartment was smelling divine. But every luscious scent was coming with an ulterior motive.
"Joey," she grinned sweetly. "If you tell me who ate the chocolate bars I was going to make fudge with, these snickerdoodles are yours."
Meanwhile, across the hall, Chandler was in the hot seat as Phoebe applied some bolder interrogation methods.
"Tell the truth about who ate Monica's chocolate bars," she barked, "before I whack you with an offset spatula!"
He stared at her, intimidated.
"Wow. You sure have this good-cop-bad-cop act down," he muttered. "But why'd Joey get the good cop?!"
