A/N: I know I'm writing the other story about Friends! I promise I will continue that one but it didn't get too much feedback and I couldn't get this idea out of my head!! This is based on "The Elixir of Love" an opera buffa composed by Donizetti is a story I love that always make me smile, I hope you enjoy it!!

Disclaimer: No I do not own Friends in any way!

Chandler was sitting on his office thinking. Thinking about a certain someone that got a way into his heart. The most beautiful woman in most rooms, a breathtaking sight, smart, strong, perseverant, absolutely gorgeous. Perfect.

But still he couldn't even inspire the tiniest bit of (romantic) affection in her heart. He knew it was impossible she was way out of his league.

And if things couldn't get worse she was dating that big moustached tree. Richard. He was the perfect match. Mature, handsome, confident. Chandler was none of those things... So did he have an opportunity?

Of course not.

He sighed. "The more I look at her the more I like her... And now I'm just wasting my time here sighing" He thought, sadness getting over him.

Monica knows me more than the rest of the gang. She knows I'm not boyfriend material. Chandler kept thinking as he turned around on his chair.

If I could just have a fraction of Richard's confidence. If I could make myself loved... Could I be more pathetic right now? Maybe I could be like Joey... bring a different woman every night... But for that I might need Joey's charisma and sex appeal... I'm just the guy who makes the breakfast for his dates.Why can't I be the stud? The handsome soldier? The chick magnet? I'm just the dumb countryboy who has a crush on the rich and hot landowner. Maybe I should try to get a date with a woman who is more... suitable for me. I can't expect a miracle, not now. I need to move on, but maybe a last try?

You know what they say desperate needs requires desperate measures.

.:ooOOoo:.

Monica was at her apartment cleaning, she was really content, she was so happy dating Richard that nothing could spoil her mood right now.

Chandler came back from work and entered her apartment. It didn't matter that it hurt him, he loved to see her, especially with that radiant smile, until he remembered that the one causing it was Richard.

"Hi Mon" He greeted as he entered. "Hey Chandler" She said as she finished cleaning the kitchen.

Monica eeyed him and he looked pretty down, she wondered if it still was for the same reason.

"You still pinning for that co-worker of yours?" Chandler told Monica that he had a crush on a co-worker, he couldn't tell her the truth it would be hurtful, embarrassing and awkward and the gang didn't need another Ross and Rachel.

"Yeah, but what can I do? She is just not interested, besides I think she has a boyfriend" Chandler said throwing himself on the couch, Monica sat next to him.

"Maybe you just need to hope for the best... You are wonderful Chandler, you just need to find the right girl" Monica comforted him rubbing his arm tenderly.

"Yes, you" Chandler wanted to say, gosh he was a coward... But maybe it was better this way, maybe he could hope that things between her and Richard would not work out, and maybe then he could have a tiny bit of hope.

"I think I will go for a walk" Chandler said standing up to walk to the door. Monica nodded. She felt bad for her friend, Chandler needed a little polishing at the edges like his commintent phobia and social anxiety but overall he was a great sweet guy, Monica tried to imagine him with someone that could make him happy, and for her atonishment it caused her a weird sensation in her stomach and a bitter taste on her mouth.

She ignored it, it was stupid, maybe she ate something bad? Any excuse will do to cover up her feelings.

It was silly! She was Monica Geller, she had an amazing, mature sexy boyfriend, but still, why Chandler's love life upset her so much?

It's nothing, she repeated herself for the rest of the evening.

.:ooOOoo:.

Chandler walked towards... Well, nowhere in particular when he found Phoebe walking in the direction of his building.

"Hey Chandler" She greeted him with a smile, but she already knew he was down.

"Heya Pheebs" He answered his tone plain and tasteless.

"What's wrong?" She asked faking her oblivioussness.

"Nothing Pheebs I couldn't be better right now, you know? Is a beautiful day to walk in the park, the birds singing, maybe someone will end with my misery already by hitting my head with a frisbee" He said in his usual sarcastic tone.

"Love problems huh? Your co-worker?" Phoebe said supressing her chuckle.

"Yeah" Chandler admitted shrugging.

"What's her name?"

"Emmm... Cindy"

"You know I was sure her name was Monica" Phoebe said crossing her arms. Chandler's jaw dropped.

"W-W-What a-are you t-talking abo-out Pheebs?" He said with a laugh very similar to his work laugh.

"Oh come on Chandler! You might fool the rest of the gang but not me" Phoebe said with a snort.

"Okay, but forget about it, it does not matter, she is with Richard"

"You've got the Tristan syndrome"

"The what?"

"The Tristan syndrome: For Isolde, Tristan pined, but he had no hope of winning her"

"You just invented that did you?" Chandler asked narrowing his eyes.

"The syndrome yes the other is a legend, but don't you see! You are Tristan and Monica is Isolde"

"So what? What does that mean? That the poor guy was a loser like me?"

"Oh gosh no, Tristan was not a loser he was very handsome and brave... Well that's not the point! You need to do something about your situation here" Phoebe said exasperated.

"What can I do? Monica is with Richard! R-I-C-H-A-R-D the perfect guy with that stupid moustache!!"

"But you have something that he doesn't have" Phoebe said with a grin.

"What? Jokes? Come on Pheebs" Chandler said getting annoyed but also a little hopeful.

"You've got me Bing, and I'm going to help you" Phoebe replied.

"Oh great! I feel so much better now! What will you do write a song about it?" He said irritated, maybe it was even cruel but he didn't feel like having hope about it.

"No! Okay you know what Tristan did? He threw himself on the feet of a wise sorcerer who gave him an elixir of love" Phoebe continued the story. Chandler rolled his eyes.

"Phoebe look, I appreciate your help but this is not a legend okay? There is no elixir of love nor wise sorcerer nor Tristan! There's just loser Chandler and his crazy friend" He said with a sigh.

Phoebe didn't even feel offended. "Listen to me! Stop pining for her and do something! I have the elixir, a friend of mine used it! It works!! Now what do you have to lose?" Phoebe asked. Chandler actually thought about it... Okay, this was Pheebs she was... well... special. A magic elixir? He didn't believe it but maybe she was right... He needed to do something. This was crazy and far-fetched... But desperate needs requires desperate measures, he reminded himself... Last try at winning Monica's love.

"Okay Pheebs... Let's do it"

A/N: I apologize for any grammar mistake since English is not my native language! I hope you like this and please review!! Reviews make me so happy!

I WANT TO SAY THAT THIS STORY WILL NOT CONTAIN SUPERNATURAL OR MAGICAL THINGS.