Leela. Not just his captain but the one he really cared about. He had finally told her the way he felt about her, and she'd actually reacted positively. There she was. She was so close he could hear her breathe. He leaned in to kiss her. Suddenly, a look of horror and betrayal overcame her face and she bolted out of the room. His secret was out.
Fry just about jumped up from his bed. His face was wet with sweat as he realized it was all a dream. He still couldn't get that fateful evening three months earlier out of his head. Fry looked at the digital clock on the floor. 9:15. He groaned. He'd have to wake Bender up and trudge to work late.
Forty-five minutes later, Bender and Fry walked to the conference table with Hermes halfway through his daily lecture. He shot them a look that said, 'You're late.' Fry sat down in his chair next to Amy. He glanced around the room. Something wasn't right. Someone was missing...Leela! He made a mental note to ask some one about it. There wasn't a delivery to make, so Fry decided to veg out on the couch. Amy walked into the lounge.
"Whatcha watching?" she asked.
"MST 4K. It's 'The Creature Walks Among Us.'"
"Oh."
There was a moment of silence as the two had eyes locked on the T.V. screen.
"So," Fry asked. "Where's Leela?"
"She said she didn't feel well and she was going to the doctor. Why?"
"Just wondering."
Amy could tell that Fry wanted to say something to Leela about how he felt, but so far nothing had really happened. She figured it was time to do some meddling.
"You really like her, don't you?"
"What?"
She rolled her eyes. "I asked if you liked Leela."
"Sorry, Crow said something really funny...but, yeah. I guess you could say I kind of like her."
"Oh, c'mon, Fry. Every one knows you totally care about her. You should ask her out or something."
"No way, she'd just turn me down."
"Not if she knew how much you care about her. Oh well." She walked out of the room. Since they had the time, she could always redo her make up.
When he tired of Mike and the 'Bots antics, Fry decided to get a pop. The fridge was empty, so he went down to the basement to open a new pack of Slurm. He'd pulled one out of the box, when he heard someone walking down the stairs. It was Leela. He quickly hid in the back so she wouldn't notice him.
She made sure no one had followed her when she began to think out loud "Oh my god, how could this happen to me? I mean, I would react differently in another situation, but it just won't work comfortably the way things are...."
Fry tried not to, but he couldn't help listening. What was bothering her? He wanted to reach out to her, but she'd just push him away. He finally made his mind up when he heard her crying. Moving from his hiding spot, Fry slowly approached her. "Leela? Are you okay?" he asked her.
She turned around. "Did you hear everything I said?"
"Uh, well...yeah." He sat down next to her on the crate and nervously wrapped his arms around her.
"I just don't understand why this had to happen to me.." she sobbed on his shoulder.
"Um, do you have a problem?"
"What! Isn't it kind of obvious that I do!?" she cried hysterically.
"Geez, sorry. I was just trying to help you."
"No, I'm sorry. It's just... overwhelming. I'm not sure if I should tell you. I don't think you'd ever see me the same way again," she confessed.
"Try me," he said, gently wiping a tear from her eye.
"Well, okay. Here goes..." she sighed. "I, uh, I'm..."
"What? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?"
Leela took a deep breath and just managed to spit it out. "I'm pregnant... I know exactly how you're going to tell me how I was so irresponsible, but I-"
Fry held her closer and raised a finger to his lips. "It's okay, it's not your fault..." he repeated until Leela drifted into sleep.
"So tell me again why she didn't show up until this afternoon?" Hermes asked Fry.
"She doesn't want a lot of people to know about it, but she's pregnant."
"Oh, my.." he said sitting down in his chair.
"I figured maybe I should talk to her or something. She definately needs someone." In the back of his mind, guilt loomed over his emotions.
"Yeah, she needs to know that you're willing to accept her the way she is."
"What'd you say? I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something else."
"Just go."
It had been a while since Fry had made his way up the stairs to the ninth level of the aparments, but he finally found the one he was looking for: 1I. He quickly rang the doorbell, extremely nervous. Leela didn't answer, but he knew she was home. He uncertainly opened the door and stepped into the somewhat familiar apartment.
"Hey Leela, you here!" he called. No answer. He made his way to the bedroom. Leela was laying on the bed, sleeping. Fry could see that her cheeks were tearstained. He sighed and grasped her hand for a minute, before leaving the room. Fry sat down in front of the T.V. Since he was here, he might as well catch the "All My Circuits" marathon. Before he knew what had happened, Fry fell asleep on the couch.
Fry and Leela rushed into the Planet Express building. "Look, I'm really sorry I fell asleep on the couch. I didn't know you'd freak out or anything."
"It's okay, just tell me the next time when you're coming over." Leela caught Bender's comment entirely as she took her seat at the table.
"Believe what you want, they're late because he can't keep his hands off her."
"What!?" Leela asked in disbelief. "What are you talking about? We're late because Fry fell asleep on the couch."
"Hey! It's not my fault. 'All My Circuits' was just really boring. Plus, I fall asleep during commercials and there was a long one for AOL, or maybe it was ConGypsCorp, I don't remember."
"Well, whatever happened, you two are late," Hermes said. "And have you got a big delivery. I'll bet by de time you get back, you'll be as tired a snake who's just eaten an entire sugar cane field."
"Where are we going?" Fry asked.
"McPluto. You need to drop off a steamroller and burger patties. Seeing as my speech was on something Fry and Leela know about, I won't repeat it. Just go."
On the way back, Leela confronted Amy. "What was Hermes' lecture about?"
"Guh! About what's going on with you. I feel really bad about IT. I mean, IT could have been prevented."
"Yeah," Leela sighed. "But IT wouldn't be as bad if I wasn't alone."
"What do you mean?"
"Never mind," Leela answered, sighing again. How could something seeming so small wreck her life? The worst part of IT was that she had no idea how IT happened, and that meant no one there to help her through IT.
Fry watched her. He felt so bad for her, having to go through something like this all by herself. He really wanted to help her, but somehow nearly each time he reached out to her, it backfired. Maybe he should just leave her alone, let her fend for herself. Bender interrupted his thoughts.
"What's buggin' you, meatbag?"
"Just thinking about Leela. I really don't know what I should do. I mean, isn't it kind of my fault?"
"Yeah, but it's just as much my fault as yours."
"Really?"
"Nah, I'm just trying to make you feel better."
"Oh, well, thanks any way."
"Anytime, skintube."
Now, he was just as confused as before. Maybe more. What should he do?
He decided to talk to Amy about it since no one else could really offer that much advice. He found her in her room.
"Hey," she said.
"Oh, yeah, hi."
"Something's bothering you, I can tell. What's up?"
"Just Leela. I really don't know what I should do about you-know-what," Fry said.
"I don't think it matters, as long as it's nothing to make her feel worse or lower than she does already. I just talked to her, and she said she would feel alot better if she wasn't alone. I think you should talk to her, and ask her whether you can do something for her or not. The worst thing that could happen would be her saying no. What've you got to lose?" Amy offered.
"Thanks a lot for the advice. I think I will go talk to her."
Fry walked into the control room and found Leela at the wheel.
"Uh, hey, Leela," Fry said, desperately trying to come up with a conversation topic. "So, um, did you catch the blernsball game yesterday?"
"You know I didn't," she responded harshly. "I was too depressed. I couldn't really function."
"Right..." he trailed off. There was a pause before Leela spoke.
"Look, if you wanna say something, just spit it out."
Fry took a deep breath. "Leela, I feel really awful about every thing that's going on with you. It must be hard to cope with, but you're taking it pretty well it seems like."
"I try."
"Um, if you're not really doing anything later, we could talk or well, maybe see a movie?"
"Are you asking me out?"
"I guess so."
"I don't have anything planned, but I was gonna go home and rest. I don't really feel well."
"Oh, okay," Fry said. He was almost relieved that she hadn't accepted. But he was determined to do something to boost her spirits. "Do you mind if I walk with you? I'm not doing anything tonight, and..."
What's up with Fry? she wondered. He was being really persistant and kind of annoying, but deep down she did like him. Sure, he wasn't the brightest crayon in the box but he could be sweet and nice when he wanted to. "It doesn't matter, whatever," she replied. Great response! she mentally told herself. She could tell that wasn't the response Fry was hoping for. "I'm really sorry if I seem short tempered, I'm just still in shock about the whole thing. Especially since I have no idea HOW it happened."
"So, do you know who the father is?" Fry asked cautiously.
"No," Leela responded. "And frankly, I don't think I want to. It'll just remind me of all the jerks who've used me."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Fry thought a minute. He had an idea, but it was risky. If Leela declined, they'd probably never be as close as they were now.
His mind was made up. "Leela, I'll help you raise it!" he blurted out.
"What? Did I hear right? I thought you just voluteered to help me raise my baby."
"I did."
Leela was touched. She hadn't expected anyone to offer that unless they had a motive. "Are you sure? I mean, it's a full-time responsibility."
Fry's spirits fell. She was obviously rejecting him. So much for trying to help her. Leela saw he was hurt and downcast.
"I didn't mean it that way," she said hurridly. "I'm just surprised that you're willing to take up something like that, since, no offense, you're not the hardest worker."
"No offense taken, but I really do want to help you out. It might not sound like a very good dream, but if I wasn't an astronaut I wanted to be a dad. And my chances of finding someone who loves me back and getting married are slim, so this is the next best thing."
"I'm sure you will find someone," Leela said trying to comfort him.
"There's a soulmate out there for everyone. But if you are serious about raising him or her with me, I'd be flattered."
"Of course I'm serious," he answered her. "Leela, do you believe that two friends could be more than friends and maybe soulmates?"
Leela smiled. For a minute, she thought he might be talking about the two of them, but she dismissed the idea. It was silly, the thought of them together. However, her heart disagreed. She knew he cared about her, and she did like him, right? Focusing back on his question she replied, "It's possible, who knows? Your perfect match could be right in front of you." She took his hand and stared deeply into his eyes. Without thinking, Leela began moving closer to Fry. Their lips were just centimeters apart, when she glanced at the ship's location.
"Oh, crud. The auto-pilot's terrible at landing." She quickly took the wheel and safely brought the ship into the building. Even if the 'kiss' had been missed, Fry couldn't help being optimistic. He was pretty sure Leela cared since she hadn't turned his offer down. They still had to get the details worked out but he figured it was a sealed deal.
The next morning Fry was unusually cheerful. He hadn't told Bender about what he had volunteered for. He didn't want to upset him about moving out. Fry figured he'd do something nice for him and then drop the bomb. Sure, he'd be sad about leaving one of his best friends, but if he did help Leela out there could be a chance of something more than just friendship. However, Leela was right about not feeling well and had stayed home that day. There was no delivery again so Fry decided to go see her.
When he rang the doorbell she didn't answer right away. Instead she spoke weakly through the intercom, "The door's unlocked."
Fry opened the door and walked in. Leela was in the bedroom, looking very pale. "I thought you might be lonely. Oh, and a brought some sandwiches from SubLimpie," he said, not really sure how to talk to her.
"Thanks for coming over. I feel so sick," she said sitting up in bed as she rubbed her forehead. "I think I have a fever, and I've been throwing up."
"Sorry to hear it. Do you want some 7Up? My mom always gave it to me when I had the flu and couldn't keep anything down."
"Actually, 7Up hasn't existed for 200 years. I think Sprite's still around though," she answered.
"I'll go get some then," Fry told her.
"You don't have to do that."
"No, it's okay. Be back in twenty," he said, moving toward the door.
"If you get hungry, you can have one of the sandwiches."
Leela heard him shut the door and smiled. He was being really nice. She still felt tired and decided to rest for awhile. The videophone ringing woke her up. It was Fry.
"Hey, Leela. Hermes says we have to make a delivery so I knida have to go."
"That's okay. I can get along just fine by myself."
"Uh, whatever. Do you mind if I come over when we get back?"
"No, it'll be nice to have some company. It gets lonely sometimes."
"Great! I'll bring chinese food and rent a movie. See ya!"
"Bye." Click! It was so sweet the way he was going all out for her.
There was no way he needed to do everything for her. Of course, it was nice to have some attention now and then. She decided that she couldn't have picked anyone better to help raise her son or daughter.
Fry shoved the greasy food boxes into the garbage compactor and joined Leela on the couch. The movie was about ten minutes through but he didn't mind. It was some chick flick Amy had recommended. The title was 'Where the Heart Is'. She'd said it was a great classic from the twenty-first century. It was about a girl seven months pregnant who was abandoned by her boyfriend at Walmart. It didn't sound too cheerful to Fry. He yawned but tried to endure the boring film. The highlight was the woman who named her kids after junkfood like pralines and brownies. By close to the end, Fry could see tears in Leela's eyes. What was up with chicks and sad movies?
He had to admit he was relieved by the time the credits came up. It had been a non-stop bore fest. He stretched his arms out and yawned. It was pretty late and Fry knew Bender would get on his case about it, asking him whether or not he got on second base with Leela. He was about to get up, when he noticed something. Leela was asleep in a position similiar to being on top of him [not THAT position to all you with nasty imaginations]. It would be impossible to get up without waking her. Besides how bad could another night of sleeping on the couch be? Sure, Bender would want all the details, but it wasn't that bad. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek before drifting off to sleep.
The End
Whew! It's finally over. You can go back to doing whatever it is you do! Yeah, I know there were several Mystery Science Theater references but hey, I'm a MiSTie. For those of you who aren't or have never seen it, you're missing out on one of the funniest shows ever. It's so good, we should still get new eppies! We need Mike! No, wait...we need Joel! Aw, to heck with it, we just need more MST! Ok, I'll shut up after a couple more things. I know if I don't put this up I'll have people flaming me: I have read Roscoe's story like this at TFO and no, my intention was not to copy him but to give my own interpretation of what could have happened, okay? Please, please, give me comments and constructive criticism! I know I suck, but hey, I like tormenting people with stupid stories! If enough people like it I may continue writing, time permitting. Thanks for reading!
Fry just about jumped up from his bed. His face was wet with sweat as he realized it was all a dream. He still couldn't get that fateful evening three months earlier out of his head. Fry looked at the digital clock on the floor. 9:15. He groaned. He'd have to wake Bender up and trudge to work late.
Forty-five minutes later, Bender and Fry walked to the conference table with Hermes halfway through his daily lecture. He shot them a look that said, 'You're late.' Fry sat down in his chair next to Amy. He glanced around the room. Something wasn't right. Someone was missing...Leela! He made a mental note to ask some one about it. There wasn't a delivery to make, so Fry decided to veg out on the couch. Amy walked into the lounge.
"Whatcha watching?" she asked.
"MST 4K. It's 'The Creature Walks Among Us.'"
"Oh."
There was a moment of silence as the two had eyes locked on the T.V. screen.
"So," Fry asked. "Where's Leela?"
"She said she didn't feel well and she was going to the doctor. Why?"
"Just wondering."
Amy could tell that Fry wanted to say something to Leela about how he felt, but so far nothing had really happened. She figured it was time to do some meddling.
"You really like her, don't you?"
"What?"
She rolled her eyes. "I asked if you liked Leela."
"Sorry, Crow said something really funny...but, yeah. I guess you could say I kind of like her."
"Oh, c'mon, Fry. Every one knows you totally care about her. You should ask her out or something."
"No way, she'd just turn me down."
"Not if she knew how much you care about her. Oh well." She walked out of the room. Since they had the time, she could always redo her make up.
When he tired of Mike and the 'Bots antics, Fry decided to get a pop. The fridge was empty, so he went down to the basement to open a new pack of Slurm. He'd pulled one out of the box, when he heard someone walking down the stairs. It was Leela. He quickly hid in the back so she wouldn't notice him.
She made sure no one had followed her when she began to think out loud "Oh my god, how could this happen to me? I mean, I would react differently in another situation, but it just won't work comfortably the way things are...."
Fry tried not to, but he couldn't help listening. What was bothering her? He wanted to reach out to her, but she'd just push him away. He finally made his mind up when he heard her crying. Moving from his hiding spot, Fry slowly approached her. "Leela? Are you okay?" he asked her.
She turned around. "Did you hear everything I said?"
"Uh, well...yeah." He sat down next to her on the crate and nervously wrapped his arms around her.
"I just don't understand why this had to happen to me.." she sobbed on his shoulder.
"Um, do you have a problem?"
"What! Isn't it kind of obvious that I do!?" she cried hysterically.
"Geez, sorry. I was just trying to help you."
"No, I'm sorry. It's just... overwhelming. I'm not sure if I should tell you. I don't think you'd ever see me the same way again," she confessed.
"Try me," he said, gently wiping a tear from her eye.
"Well, okay. Here goes..." she sighed. "I, uh, I'm..."
"What? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?"
Leela took a deep breath and just managed to spit it out. "I'm pregnant... I know exactly how you're going to tell me how I was so irresponsible, but I-"
Fry held her closer and raised a finger to his lips. "It's okay, it's not your fault..." he repeated until Leela drifted into sleep.
"So tell me again why she didn't show up until this afternoon?" Hermes asked Fry.
"She doesn't want a lot of people to know about it, but she's pregnant."
"Oh, my.." he said sitting down in his chair.
"I figured maybe I should talk to her or something. She definately needs someone." In the back of his mind, guilt loomed over his emotions.
"Yeah, she needs to know that you're willing to accept her the way she is."
"What'd you say? I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something else."
"Just go."
It had been a while since Fry had made his way up the stairs to the ninth level of the aparments, but he finally found the one he was looking for: 1I. He quickly rang the doorbell, extremely nervous. Leela didn't answer, but he knew she was home. He uncertainly opened the door and stepped into the somewhat familiar apartment.
"Hey Leela, you here!" he called. No answer. He made his way to the bedroom. Leela was laying on the bed, sleeping. Fry could see that her cheeks were tearstained. He sighed and grasped her hand for a minute, before leaving the room. Fry sat down in front of the T.V. Since he was here, he might as well catch the "All My Circuits" marathon. Before he knew what had happened, Fry fell asleep on the couch.
Fry and Leela rushed into the Planet Express building. "Look, I'm really sorry I fell asleep on the couch. I didn't know you'd freak out or anything."
"It's okay, just tell me the next time when you're coming over." Leela caught Bender's comment entirely as she took her seat at the table.
"Believe what you want, they're late because he can't keep his hands off her."
"What!?" Leela asked in disbelief. "What are you talking about? We're late because Fry fell asleep on the couch."
"Hey! It's not my fault. 'All My Circuits' was just really boring. Plus, I fall asleep during commercials and there was a long one for AOL, or maybe it was ConGypsCorp, I don't remember."
"Well, whatever happened, you two are late," Hermes said. "And have you got a big delivery. I'll bet by de time you get back, you'll be as tired a snake who's just eaten an entire sugar cane field."
"Where are we going?" Fry asked.
"McPluto. You need to drop off a steamroller and burger patties. Seeing as my speech was on something Fry and Leela know about, I won't repeat it. Just go."
On the way back, Leela confronted Amy. "What was Hermes' lecture about?"
"Guh! About what's going on with you. I feel really bad about IT. I mean, IT could have been prevented."
"Yeah," Leela sighed. "But IT wouldn't be as bad if I wasn't alone."
"What do you mean?"
"Never mind," Leela answered, sighing again. How could something seeming so small wreck her life? The worst part of IT was that she had no idea how IT happened, and that meant no one there to help her through IT.
Fry watched her. He felt so bad for her, having to go through something like this all by herself. He really wanted to help her, but somehow nearly each time he reached out to her, it backfired. Maybe he should just leave her alone, let her fend for herself. Bender interrupted his thoughts.
"What's buggin' you, meatbag?"
"Just thinking about Leela. I really don't know what I should do. I mean, isn't it kind of my fault?"
"Yeah, but it's just as much my fault as yours."
"Really?"
"Nah, I'm just trying to make you feel better."
"Oh, well, thanks any way."
"Anytime, skintube."
Now, he was just as confused as before. Maybe more. What should he do?
He decided to talk to Amy about it since no one else could really offer that much advice. He found her in her room.
"Hey," she said.
"Oh, yeah, hi."
"Something's bothering you, I can tell. What's up?"
"Just Leela. I really don't know what I should do about you-know-what," Fry said.
"I don't think it matters, as long as it's nothing to make her feel worse or lower than she does already. I just talked to her, and she said she would feel alot better if she wasn't alone. I think you should talk to her, and ask her whether you can do something for her or not. The worst thing that could happen would be her saying no. What've you got to lose?" Amy offered.
"Thanks a lot for the advice. I think I will go talk to her."
Fry walked into the control room and found Leela at the wheel.
"Uh, hey, Leela," Fry said, desperately trying to come up with a conversation topic. "So, um, did you catch the blernsball game yesterday?"
"You know I didn't," she responded harshly. "I was too depressed. I couldn't really function."
"Right..." he trailed off. There was a pause before Leela spoke.
"Look, if you wanna say something, just spit it out."
Fry took a deep breath. "Leela, I feel really awful about every thing that's going on with you. It must be hard to cope with, but you're taking it pretty well it seems like."
"I try."
"Um, if you're not really doing anything later, we could talk or well, maybe see a movie?"
"Are you asking me out?"
"I guess so."
"I don't have anything planned, but I was gonna go home and rest. I don't really feel well."
"Oh, okay," Fry said. He was almost relieved that she hadn't accepted. But he was determined to do something to boost her spirits. "Do you mind if I walk with you? I'm not doing anything tonight, and..."
What's up with Fry? she wondered. He was being really persistant and kind of annoying, but deep down she did like him. Sure, he wasn't the brightest crayon in the box but he could be sweet and nice when he wanted to. "It doesn't matter, whatever," she replied. Great response! she mentally told herself. She could tell that wasn't the response Fry was hoping for. "I'm really sorry if I seem short tempered, I'm just still in shock about the whole thing. Especially since I have no idea HOW it happened."
"So, do you know who the father is?" Fry asked cautiously.
"No," Leela responded. "And frankly, I don't think I want to. It'll just remind me of all the jerks who've used me."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Fry thought a minute. He had an idea, but it was risky. If Leela declined, they'd probably never be as close as they were now.
His mind was made up. "Leela, I'll help you raise it!" he blurted out.
"What? Did I hear right? I thought you just voluteered to help me raise my baby."
"I did."
Leela was touched. She hadn't expected anyone to offer that unless they had a motive. "Are you sure? I mean, it's a full-time responsibility."
Fry's spirits fell. She was obviously rejecting him. So much for trying to help her. Leela saw he was hurt and downcast.
"I didn't mean it that way," she said hurridly. "I'm just surprised that you're willing to take up something like that, since, no offense, you're not the hardest worker."
"No offense taken, but I really do want to help you out. It might not sound like a very good dream, but if I wasn't an astronaut I wanted to be a dad. And my chances of finding someone who loves me back and getting married are slim, so this is the next best thing."
"I'm sure you will find someone," Leela said trying to comfort him.
"There's a soulmate out there for everyone. But if you are serious about raising him or her with me, I'd be flattered."
"Of course I'm serious," he answered her. "Leela, do you believe that two friends could be more than friends and maybe soulmates?"
Leela smiled. For a minute, she thought he might be talking about the two of them, but she dismissed the idea. It was silly, the thought of them together. However, her heart disagreed. She knew he cared about her, and she did like him, right? Focusing back on his question she replied, "It's possible, who knows? Your perfect match could be right in front of you." She took his hand and stared deeply into his eyes. Without thinking, Leela began moving closer to Fry. Their lips were just centimeters apart, when she glanced at the ship's location.
"Oh, crud. The auto-pilot's terrible at landing." She quickly took the wheel and safely brought the ship into the building. Even if the 'kiss' had been missed, Fry couldn't help being optimistic. He was pretty sure Leela cared since she hadn't turned his offer down. They still had to get the details worked out but he figured it was a sealed deal.
The next morning Fry was unusually cheerful. He hadn't told Bender about what he had volunteered for. He didn't want to upset him about moving out. Fry figured he'd do something nice for him and then drop the bomb. Sure, he'd be sad about leaving one of his best friends, but if he did help Leela out there could be a chance of something more than just friendship. However, Leela was right about not feeling well and had stayed home that day. There was no delivery again so Fry decided to go see her.
When he rang the doorbell she didn't answer right away. Instead she spoke weakly through the intercom, "The door's unlocked."
Fry opened the door and walked in. Leela was in the bedroom, looking very pale. "I thought you might be lonely. Oh, and a brought some sandwiches from SubLimpie," he said, not really sure how to talk to her.
"Thanks for coming over. I feel so sick," she said sitting up in bed as she rubbed her forehead. "I think I have a fever, and I've been throwing up."
"Sorry to hear it. Do you want some 7Up? My mom always gave it to me when I had the flu and couldn't keep anything down."
"Actually, 7Up hasn't existed for 200 years. I think Sprite's still around though," she answered.
"I'll go get some then," Fry told her.
"You don't have to do that."
"No, it's okay. Be back in twenty," he said, moving toward the door.
"If you get hungry, you can have one of the sandwiches."
Leela heard him shut the door and smiled. He was being really nice. She still felt tired and decided to rest for awhile. The videophone ringing woke her up. It was Fry.
"Hey, Leela. Hermes says we have to make a delivery so I knida have to go."
"That's okay. I can get along just fine by myself."
"Uh, whatever. Do you mind if I come over when we get back?"
"No, it'll be nice to have some company. It gets lonely sometimes."
"Great! I'll bring chinese food and rent a movie. See ya!"
"Bye." Click! It was so sweet the way he was going all out for her.
There was no way he needed to do everything for her. Of course, it was nice to have some attention now and then. She decided that she couldn't have picked anyone better to help raise her son or daughter.
Fry shoved the greasy food boxes into the garbage compactor and joined Leela on the couch. The movie was about ten minutes through but he didn't mind. It was some chick flick Amy had recommended. The title was 'Where the Heart Is'. She'd said it was a great classic from the twenty-first century. It was about a girl seven months pregnant who was abandoned by her boyfriend at Walmart. It didn't sound too cheerful to Fry. He yawned but tried to endure the boring film. The highlight was the woman who named her kids after junkfood like pralines and brownies. By close to the end, Fry could see tears in Leela's eyes. What was up with chicks and sad movies?
He had to admit he was relieved by the time the credits came up. It had been a non-stop bore fest. He stretched his arms out and yawned. It was pretty late and Fry knew Bender would get on his case about it, asking him whether or not he got on second base with Leela. He was about to get up, when he noticed something. Leela was asleep in a position similiar to being on top of him [not THAT position to all you with nasty imaginations]. It would be impossible to get up without waking her. Besides how bad could another night of sleeping on the couch be? Sure, Bender would want all the details, but it wasn't that bad. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek before drifting off to sleep.
The End
Whew! It's finally over. You can go back to doing whatever it is you do! Yeah, I know there were several Mystery Science Theater references but hey, I'm a MiSTie. For those of you who aren't or have never seen it, you're missing out on one of the funniest shows ever. It's so good, we should still get new eppies! We need Mike! No, wait...we need Joel! Aw, to heck with it, we just need more MST! Ok, I'll shut up after a couple more things. I know if I don't put this up I'll have people flaming me: I have read Roscoe's story like this at TFO and no, my intention was not to copy him but to give my own interpretation of what could have happened, okay? Please, please, give me comments and constructive criticism! I know I suck, but hey, I like tormenting people with stupid stories! If enough people like it I may continue writing, time permitting. Thanks for reading!