Philip J. Fry failed once again.
He was never very smart...nor brave...nor romantic.
But he always tried to do his best.
But what...what could he do? He, who was cursed with these hands, hands that won't allow him to finish the opera he wrote for her... all he could do, was accept his failure, once again.
He was about to leave the stage, when he, all of a sudden, heard a voice. It was, in his ears, the voice of an angel. It was her voice.
"Please don't stop playing Fry."
He looked at her, astonished. Why didn't she leave like all the others?
"I want to hear how it ends."
At that moment, he was unable to talk. In fact, he didn't even want to talk.
He just sat down, continued playing the holophoner and the annoying noises and awful images it created, said more than a thousand spoken words could ever do.

CHAPTER 01 – RESERVOIR BOTS

No robots were harmed writing this chapter.

"And that's how I got my shiny, new ass. Great story, isn't it?"
The whole Planet Express crew was sitting at the conference table, listening to Bender. The whole Planet Express crew? No, Philip J. Fry, although he was sitting at the table along with the others, wasn't listening at all. All he did was starring at his favorite Cyclops.
"Hey, Fry, are you listening to me? Fry? Yo, meatbag, I'm talking to you!"
"What?"
Fry looked at Bender.
"Sorry, wasn't listening."
"How dare you not listen to me when I tell a funny story? Now I have to make up another one! But first, I'll make breakfast for my friends."
"Breakfast? YOU!? Uh, let me take care of the breakfast, my friend, why don't you just tell another story meanwhile?"
Before Bender had a chance to answer, Fry was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
"Oh, well, so have I ever told you the true meaning of 'Like a virgin'? It's actually a song about big girders."
And so he began to tell.

Half an hour later, Fry returned to the conference table.
"Breakfast is ready." he said, while placing an empty bowl in front of everyone.
"What do we get?" Amy axed.
"Zoidberg gets food, too?" the lobster-like creature smiled happily.
"Admiral Crunch for everyone." He answered while putting the milk on the table.
"Admiral Crunch? It took you thirty minutes to get the bowls, take the milk out of the refrigerator and open the box?" Hermes was shocked. He always knew Fry was stupid, but THAT stupid?
"Of course not." Fry said and put the Admiral Crunch-box on the table.
"I didn't open it."
Suddenly, sirens started to howl.
"What the hell is that?" Leela axed.
"We're under attack! Everyone defends himself!" Zoidberg screamed, before he shot his ink at everybody around him and ran away.
"Whoop Whoop Whoop Whoop Whoop!"
After cleaning his glasses, the professor pressed a button on his chair and the howling stopped.
"So my latest invention is actually working."
"You're what?" Fry axed while getting rid of the ink, like all the others.
"It's my new 'You've got mail' siren. Before I installed it, I used to forget checking my mailbox, which is also the reason why I missed my best friend's funeral...oh my, he truly was a good guy."
"So...what about it?" Fry axed.
"I told you, I missed it"
"I mean, what about that siren?"
"What siren?"
"That 'You've got mail' siren."
"Oh, I've got mail? Then let's check my mailbox."
Farnsworth checked his computer and, what a surprise, there was a mail.
"Oh my...it is from the police."
"What have you done know, old mon?" Hermes was yelling at the professor.
"Oh...they're just axing, if a Bender Bending Rodriguez is working for me and they say they want to talk to him."
"Me? What could the police possibly want from me?"
All of a sudden, the room fell silent and everyone was staring at Bender.
"What?" Bender axed.
They kept staring.
"What?"

"Damn it, it hurts so much!" Bender was lying on the backseat of a car, with a huge hole in his chest.
"Don't worry, man, we get ya a new door as soon as we arrive at the rendezvous point." Joey Mousepad, the driver, said.
He was confused. How did this happen? It was all planned so well...how did the cops know about the robbery?
"Are we there yet?" Bender yelled in pain.
"Almost, hold on another twenty minutes."
"Joey..."
"What is it, Blotto?"
"It is...so cold..."
"Alright, I turn on the heating."
While they were driving, Bender began to think.
Damn it! I never should have agreed to do this.
He remembered how it all started.

"So...where were you on September 19th, 2994?" Smitty axed, while walking up and down in front of Bender, who was sitting on a chair in the middle of an empty room.
"I wasn't yet built then." the robot answered.
"Oh, you weren't built yet...what a coincidence."
"I don't know what you're up to."
"OF COURSE YOU DO!" Smitty shouted.
"Calm down, baby." Url said, while he put a hand on Smitty's shoulder.
"He's not worth it."
"You're right..."
Smitty stepped back. Now it was Url, who talked to Bender.
"Okay, boy, here's the situation. We know, you used to be involved, with the robot mafia." he said.
"The robot mafia? Me? You must have the wrong person, I could never harm anyone."
"We've got a witness."
"What? Who? I'LL KILL THAT BASTARD!"
"Awww baby, keep cool. We might forget about that..."
"You might?"
"Oh yeah...IF you do us a favor."
"What favor?"
"You will be a spy...oh yeah."

The car stopped.
"Okay Blotto, we're here. In a few moments everything will be fine."
Joey got put of the car and opened the backdoor.
He pulled Bender out of the car and carried him into the near depot, where he laid him on the floor.
"Don't you worry, there are plenty of spare parts, I'm sure there is also a door, which fits your chest."
While Joey looked for a door, to replace the damaged door of Bender's chest, the Bending Unit, once again, looked back at how he had gotten himself into this situation.
He remembered how Url and Smitty told him what he was supposed to do. He remembered how he accepted their offer. He remembered how they told him not to let anybody know, because it might endanger their lives.

"Hey, Fry, Leela, guess who's going to be a spy!"
After he left the police, Bender went straight to Planet Express, because he wanted to tell his friends about his job.
"Uhm...Hermes?"
Bender looked at Fry.
"Idiot."
"Despite Fry being an idiot, what else did you want to tell us?" Leela axed.
And so he told them.

Author's comments:

First of all, sorry if my English isn't perfect all the time, I'm working on it.
Also, don't worry about the time jumps, which might be confusing, that's just because this chapter (as well as the next one) is a parody of Tarantino's "Reservoir Dogs", so future stories won't be told that way.