This is my first fanfic in at least six months, but I think it's a good one. In honor of Futurama's triumphant return to the airwaves...
(Scene: Fry, Bender, and Leela are sitting on the couch in the lounge. Fry is desperately flipping through channels)
FRY: Geeze, you would think since the year 1999 you could get more than five channels.
LEELA: We WERE able to until Bender broke the satelite dish. Now we've had to revert back to the plain old regular television.
BENDER: Yeah, well, you try standing on top of that damn roof for three hours while you watch the All My Circuits marathon just so I can get YOU better reception. Its a disgrace to all robots! (crosses his arms and gives an angry look to Fry and Leela)
LEELA: But, Bender, we didn't make you stand on the roof. You just went up there so you could watch some robot get undressed in the strip club down the street. You started to fall so you grabbed onto the satelite dish and broke it.
BENDER: You humans are all the same. You always think what you want! (mumbling) If I were a human I'd give everyone what for, you'd see, all of you.
Fry and Leela didn't pay any attention to Bender. Meanwhile, an automatic door opened and all three of them turned their heads to see the Professor standing next to the couch.
PROFESSOR: Good news, everyone... (gets cut off by Fry)
FRY: Let me guess, you're gonna send us on some crazy mission to deliver some stupid package to someone. Then I'm gonna end up drinking an emperor, Bender's gonna get shot out of the ship at light speed, and in the end Leela's gonna end up saving both of us and lecturing us on our antics. Right?
PROFESSOR: Oh my, yes! But today, we have something special to deliver to... (Gets cut off by Fry again)
FRY: Okay, let me guess again, I'm on a roll. We're going to go someplace like Stumbos 4 where we get crushed under our own hair? Or maybe we're going to the near death star to rescue one of your friends? Or we could always go to the moon and get attacked by a crazy old farmer again?
PROFESSOR: Shut up, Fry! You're just recalling where you've been before... (Once again gets cut off by Fry)
FRY: I'll say what I wanna think and i'll think what I wanna be and so on and so forth until it stops making sence.
PROFESSOR: Shut up, you idiot! It didn't make sence in the first place! Now, Fry, if you have ANYTHING else to say please do so now so I can get to my point.
Fry thinks for a minute before opening his mouth to say something but immediatey closes it back up again.
PROFESSOR: Good. Now, back to what I was saying. Today you're gonna deliver a package to Jailbird 7, the jail planet. You're going to be delivering these cheap nail files (picks a cardboard box off the floor with a label marked JAILBIRD 7 on it)
BENDER: Oh crap! By any chance is there any cops around on this planet of criminals?
PROFESSOR: Thousands. Why do you ask?
BENDER: I just need to hide a few things before we leave. (Stands up and walks out of the lounge)
PROFESSOR: I guess you can leave as soon as Bender gets back from whatever he's doing.
The garbage disposal is heard in the background followed by Bender's voice.
BENDER: Ha! I'd like to see the fuzz look down the garbage disposal... (stops for a minute) Garbage disposal! Wait! I need that back! Ack! Ahh! Whoa! Watch the legs! Help!
PROFESSOR: I mean, as soon as we find a can opener. (walked slowly away followed closely (very closely) by Fry and Leela)
It doesn't have anything to do with the made up little thing Wallcatraz but it will soon (in the next chapter)