Okay, I know I haven't updated in a long, long time. But I have been writing and now I am back with… THIS! Duh duh duuuuuuuuh. So enjoy and sorry for not updating in so long.

Leela grumbled angrily to herself as she opened her apartment door, tossing her bag and jacket to the side as she slammed the door shut with her boot. "Stupid Fry, telling everyone at work about my stupid flower."

Striding to the kitchen to begin making dinner, Leela grumbled angrily to herself from the kitchen to the shower to her bedroom and back out into the main room.

"Is there no sense of privacy in the world anymore?" Leela glanced at her window to see a camera poking its way through and she rolled her eye at the sleazy man that lived one floor above her. Socking the camera lens, she heard an ouch from above and closed her window shades calmly.

Turning to her computer, Leela cocked her head and sighed. "Might as well find someone to talk to. Can't be any worse that what I have to deal with at work."

Sitting down at the desk, the Cyclops began typing at the keys. Searching the internet for any good chatrooms. Finding a relatively normal one, Leela clicked it and began signing up. This is ridiculous. She told herself again and again. But the throbbing within her nether regions urged her to use quick methods to find someone to bed. Finishing up her registration, Leela waited for the chat screen to pop up.

Leela the Destroyer has signed in

Leela the Destroyer: What's up?

Slimr8r: Nothing. Zoidsmidge was just telling me about something to do with human bones.

Zoidsmidge: They have their shells on the inside… in pieces.

Leela the Destroyer: Zoid, if you're a doctor, why don't you know anything about human anatomy?

Zoidsmidge: Who are you to question my methods?

Leela the Destroyer: Your coworker.

Zoidsmidge: … Leela?

Leela the Destroyer: *rolling eye*

Zoidsmidge: If you can be on the computer, can you spare your old pal a dollar or two?

Leela the Destroyer: How are you on the computer if you don't have any money?

Zoidsmidge: I borrowed it. I can keep it so long as I don't break it before tomo-.

Zoidsmidge has signed out

Leela sighed and closed her eye for a second. She was going to have to hear about this for the next week, the fact that Zoidberg had managed to break something he couldn't pay for. Deciding to deal with it tomorrow, the Cyclops continued typing.

Leela the Destroyer: Well that was quick. Who's next?

SlimeR8r: I wish to devour meat.

Leela the Destroyer: What kind?

SlimeR8r: Human, cow, dragon, pigmypuff… I'm not picky.

Bytmishinimetalaxx: Alright, the party has… Leela? What the hell are you doing here?

Leela the Destroyer: I could ask you the same thing, Bender.

Bytmishinimetalaxx: I own this joint. And thanks a lot for typing my name. Now I need a new screen name.

Bytmishinimetalaxx has signed out.

Leela rolled her eye at the ridiculousness of her coworker and continued through the chat, wondering when someone interesting was going to get on. Finally, just as she was about to log off and wait for another day, someone else entered the chatroom.

SAD has signed in.

SAD: Hey guys, what's the party?

Leela raised an eyebrow, not recognizing anything familiar about this screen name. Hm, I wonder if this will actually be interesting. Hopefully, I can hold an intelligent conversation with this person.

Leela the Destroyer: Party's going slowly. Can you crank it up?

SAD: I like your style. What are you in for?

Leela the Destroyer: What?

SAD: Sorry. Why are you in this chat?

Leela the Destroyer: Because I'm in need of someone to talk to.

Benderlicious: Well look no more!

Leela stared at the screen name and resisted the urge to facepalm. Sighing, she decided that she would ignore her coworker and focus on this new person.

Leela the Destroyer: And you?

SAD: Always been here. Not the only place I visit, but definitely the one I frequent most. There's usually a guy on that says the strangest things. He's Bytmishinimetalaxx. I've been trying to figure him out for a while and I've come to the conclusion that he's distasteful.

Leela the Destroyer: I agree. You'd never imagine him in person. It's hard just flying with him.

SAD: *curious* You fly?

Leela the Destroyer: Yes, I'm a pilot.

SAD: Well, at least you sound competent. Driving takes someone who can actually do something like that.

Exactly! Leela typed, happy that someone shared her views. If you can't drive a ship how can your crew be expected to get anything done. Especially if they're idiots.

SAD: Funny, your crew members are idiots? My last ones were as well until I got promoted.

Leela: It's not likely I'll get a promotion. There's only one ship, three crew members and a delirious old man as the boss.

SAD: Yikes! *cringe* Sorry to hear that. Hey, with any luck, maybe one day you can get your job chip switched out for someone else's.

Leela the Destroyer: I wish. Leela chuckled at such a notion before glancing at the clock on her wristband. She started, realizing what time it was. Had she really been talking for two hours? Turning back to the computer, the Cyclops began typing once more. I've got to go. Don't want to oversleep and be late for work tomorrow.

That would bite. SAD replied. Shall we pick this conversation up again some other time?

Leela the Destroyer: Does tomorrow at five work for you?

SAD: Make it six and you've got a deal.

Leela the Destroyer: Six it is.

Leela the Destroyer has signed out.

SAD has signed out.

Benderlicious: Hey! Where did you guys go? Ah, whatever.

Benderlicious has signed out.

Leela headed to bed with a small smile on her face, the throbbing in her nether regions toned down now that she had someone to speak with. Maybe this would be a good thing.

Alright, there's your chapter. I said screw it after a time and stopped trying to write the Bytmishinimetalaxx screen name, just copying and pasting it instead. That was hard to type and get right the first time each time. But the rest of the chapter was a breeze, now… mind reviewing?