We were all so shocked at the loss of our dear friend. It still haunts me to the day of how fragile life is and how suddenly it can be taken away.
(flashback)
Fry: Bye guys, me and Kiff are going bowling!
Kiff: Goodbye ladies, we'll be back in an hour or so.
Amy and Leela: Bye!
(end flashback)
That was the last time we ever saw him. On their way to the bowling alley they were in a horrible crash. That's when we got the call.
(phone conversation)
Dr. Prang: Hello, is Turanga Leela there?
Leela (me): This is she.
Dr. Prang: I'd hate to be the bearer of bad news but your two friends have gotten into a hovercar crash. One has serious injuries and will have to stay in the hospital for a few days, and the other well… didn't make it. I'm sorry. (there is a long and dramatic moment of silence.)
Leela: How did you know to call me?
Dr. Prang: The survivor told me your number then he passed out before we could get his name.
Leela: What hospital is he at?
Dr. Prang: Taco Bellevue Intensive Care Unit. If you could come down, there's some paperwork that needs to be signed.
Leela: I'll be there as soon as I can.
Dr Prang: Take care.
Leela: Bye.
(end of videophone call)
It had happened so suddenly. Me and Amy rushed to the hospital. I will always remember sitting in that waiting room.
(flashback)
Amy: Oh my god, I really hope Kiffy's OK (Leela glares at her)
I hope Fry is OK too.
Leela: Please don't let Fry be dead, Please Lord. I promise if he's alive I'll tell him as soon as I can.
Amy: Oh, so you like him?...
Leela: It's true; I guess I've been in denial. I love him so much. He completely changed my life and has saved it on many occasions. (pause) Now, he might be dead and I never told him.
Amy: Wow, (sniffs) I'm so sorry. I hope you get the chance, but I also hope that Kiff is OK. He proposed to me a week ago. I'd just die if he was dead.
(end flashback)
Me and Amy are sitting in the waiting room. We now have a sense of total and complete understanding. Suddenly, I realized just how much I cared for Fry. He could be dead now. I thought as the cold reality hit me. He could be gone forever.
No more of his contagious smile and his infectious laugh,
No more of his boyish charm, no more childishness,
No more wrinkled blue jeans,
No more stained red jacket,
No more of his unrequitable love,
No more of his loyalty,
No more of his bright red hair,
No more of his unique imperfections,
No more of his sad longing eyes,
No more… No more Fry.
As these thoughts poured into my head. I felt my eye well up. I couldn't go on without him. I had treated him so badly, but he never gave up on me. Now I may never have the chance to tell him how I feel. Gone. The word rang through my head like a spiteful hangover. I was about to cry when the nurse walked in.
Nurse: You may see him now.
Amy:" I hope it's Fry." She said smiling.
Leela: "I hope it's Kiff" I said, but I knew I was lying.
She walked into the room first and I heard her cry out. When I looked I felt a tear of joy stream down my face. Fry was sitting there smiling weakly at us.