Back at Planet Express, Bender, Meg, Leela, and Fry brought the statue couple back over to have the others look at them.

"So, you opened the record vault and the clover was gone?" Farnsworth asked once they were all brought up to speed.

"Yep," Bender confirmed. "Nothing in there but all the best music of the 1980's in one amazing collection."

"Survivor, Pat Benatar, The Scorpions," Leela added. "The list goes on!"

"That clover helped my rat fink brother steal my dream of going into space!" Fry pointed. "One thing I can't figure out is how in the world Meg's brother met him when he's only a baby..."

"You know what I told you, Stewie's a mad genius... With a hint of cross-dressing," Meg looked firm as well. "He must've aged himself up and met your brother, though probably failed to take over the world with it!"

"That's not the point, Meg," Fry put his hands on her shoulders. "Now I'll never go to space!"

"You went there this morning for donuts." Leela reminded him.

"'First people on Mars'," Hermes read the plaque out loud. "Oh, so your brothers were that Philip J. Fry and Megan Griffin."

"We're Philip J. Fry and Megan Griffin!" Meg squealed.

"They stole our names after I got frozen and Meg's stupid dad sent her here!" Fry added.

"Shut up, friends!" Farnsworth suddenly got snippy. "My Internet browser heard us saying the words 'Griffin and Fry' and it found a movie about Philip J. Fry and Megan Griffin for us."

"Well, let's watch it." Meg came with the others, sitting next to Amy.

"It also opened my calendar to Friday and ordered me some french fries." Farnsworth smiled.

The others looked to the screen as it was slowly loading the video of Meg and Fry's long-lost brothers. We can now see images of the couple.

'Philip J. Fry,' a narrator started the story. 'Astronaut, philanthropist, entrepreneur, was a great man truly worthy of narration. Fry was the first man on Mars, along with his childhood sweetheart and future wife, Megan Griffin-Fry, a feat that has never since been equaled.'

"That should've been us!" Fry snapped at the screen.

'The ever-lucky Fry made his fortune after striking oil in the bathroom of the mansion he won in a lottery,' the narration continued.

"That's my clover!" Fry pointed to the door of his brother's private jet to show a seven leafed clover. "Yancy stole it!"

'After meeting his childhood sweetheart again who had been friends since infants, Fry scored a string of top-ten hits with his rock band, Seven Leaf, known for their hypnotic rhythms, driving bass lines, and memorable hooks.'

"That's what I'm known for!" Fry was exploding.

"That's impossible though!" Meg yelled at the internet browser. "Stewie was only a baby when I got sent here and Yancy's like... I dunno 30! How could they had grown up together!?"

After a rock star came on the screen to talk about 'Phil' and 'Megan', we move to a wedding scene.

'Soon enough, Fry worked the courage to propose to his life-long best friend and partner, the two were married and became a sensational and inspiring couple for us all... Unfortunately, it would not last that long,' the narrator then switched to an outer space cemetery. 'Today, Fry and Griffin spend most of their time in their shared grave as they died in each other's arms at Orbiting Meadows National Cemetery, buried with the trademark seven leaf clover, though not survived by any children of their own, the two will be brought luck in the next life, perhaps, some Egyptians believe.'

"So that's where my clover is!" Fry growled.

"Leela, is that orbiting cemetery near here?" Meg asked her adoptive mother.

Leela checked her watch. "It will be in a couple of hours."

"Good," Fry grinned sadistically now. "Leela, Bender, Meg... We're going grave robbing."

"Ew, gross!" Meg winced.

"I'll get my kit!" Bender was excited however.


Soon it was time to go. Everyone carried shovels as Leela drove them to the futuristic and intergalactic cemetery and they walked together. Meg was still a little disgusted, but she was going through with it. She couldn't believe Stewie would stoop this low. She still couldn't understand how her baby brother ended up with Yancy. Surely the Fry men weren't stupid enough to be fooled by a baby in drag... Sure, people in Quahog were that gullible and oblivious, but not someone from Fry's family would...

"They buried your brothers in the 'World Heroes' section?" Leela asked as they walked. "I'm impressed."

"Meg and I should be the ones in that shared coffin grave!" Fry scowled, he wasn't going to let this go.

A couple of guards saluted them at the gates and the four of them did the same as they looked for the graves of Yancy and Stewie.

"Hey, where'd Bender go?" Meg noticed he disappeared.

Bender chuckled as he was kneeling in an open grave now. "There... Now no one will be able to say I don't own John Larroquette's spine."

The others glanced at him and once he came out, they went back to walking.


"Aha!" Fry pointed ahead. "We're here, Meg... Our brothers' grave."

"'Philip Fry and Megan Griffin-Fry, The Original Martians'." Leela read the inscription, a bunch of moss and grass covered the rest of the grave.

"It's all lies, every word of it!" Fry scoffed. "He wasn't original, he wasn't a martian, he wasn't Philip J. Fry, and since when was he a 'The'?"

"You're twice the 'The' they ever were." Bender told Fry and Meg in confidence.

"It's cloverin' time." Fry narrowed his eyes.

Meg gulped as she was going to help them grave rob. She never would imagine herself doing such a thing. Oh well, it couldn't be worse than the time Peter found a Native American skull and they were haunted by ghosts and poltergeists.

"Hey, what's this?" Meg noticed some of the moss came off the grave as they dug with their shovels, she then decided to remove it and take a look at it and she was shocked at what she read. "Oh my God!"

"What is it, Meg?" Fry asked her.

"Read this, look at it!" Meg pointed.

Meg and Fry then removed the moss and looked further and further.


Flashback, 95 years ago...

Yancy was pushing a baby stroller in the park, he had been married for a few years now and the couple was blessed with a beautiful, happy, and healthy baby boy.

"You're growing up fast, little buddy," Yancy smiled sadly. "I just wish my brother was here to see this..."

"Oh, pardon me..." a man said.

Yancy looked up to see a football-headed younger man, but he also had a baby stroller. "Oh, excuse me..." he then chuckled. "Looks like Dad Day in the park, huh?"

"Oh, I should say so... Stewart Griffin, pleased to meet you..." he shook the older man's hand.

"Yancy Fry..."

The two then sat down together and kept their babies in the shade while there were other kids who laughed and played together since they were older.

"Ah, the simple days of childhood, huh?" Stewart smiled.

"Yeah... Sometimes I wish I could go back..." Yancy looked back to him. "So, did your wife rope you into this too?"

"Oh, umm... Sure, why not?"

"Sir, are you okay?"

"Well... Just don't judge me or my family, okay?" Stewart looked back to him. "You see... I'm a homosexual... We're not married yet, but we're working on it... In the mean time though, an old lady friend of mine was kind enough to become a surrogate mother... For this little cutie pie..." he took out a baby girl with brown hair and his head shape. "Yes, yes, you're my little pumpkin, aren't you? Daddy's gonna eat you up tonight." he then chuckled.

"Well, sir, I might not be gay myself, but I support your strength," Yancy showed respect. "Your daughter is very lovely."

"Oh, thank you..." Stewart smiled, deciding to feed the baby now since she now looked hungry. "Oh, um... Could you hold her a moment?"

Yancy took the baby girl. "Oh, she's so beautiful... You and your partner must be very proud then."

"Indeed we are," Stewart smiled, taking a bottle from the diaper bag and carried his daughter back into his arms, letting her gently suckle on it. "I just wish... Well... That my sister could have met her."

"My condolences... What happened?" Yancy asked softly.

"I... I don't remember that much honestly..." Stewart shrugged as he fed the little twinkle in his eye. "I believe it was some accident, though oddly enough, I don't think she died because my parents don't seem all that upset... I feel guilty somehow..."

"Now, now, I'm sure it wasn't your fault... If it makes you feel any better, my brother disappeared a long time ago," Yancy showed sympathy. "We have no idea what happened to him or if he's even still alive... I still have this though and I'm giving it to my son." he showed the seven leaf clover.

"I say, I don't believe I've seen such a thing like that in all my life..." Stewart observed.

"It was my brother's good luck charm... I thought it would be good for my boy to have good fortune and luck like his uncle got to... I even gave my son something of Philip that I've always wanted, but gave it to my own son... I loved that name..." Yancy smiled sadly. "I love my son too and always will..."

"I named my daughter after my sister..." Stewart said as he started to burp his daughter now. "Megan Griffin..."

"Sounds like we're quite a pair, huh?" Yancy chuckled.

"Yeah..."

Yancy and Stewart smiled to each other then and became best friends. Baby Philip and Baby Megan looked to each other and seemed to have become friends themselves.

"Well look at that," Yancy smiled to his new friend. "They're getting along just nicely."

"This was great, Yancy," Stewart smiled. "We really must do this again sometime..."

"I agree..."

The two men smiled to each other, shared a friendly hug and decided to get themselves home. Who knows what future their kids would have with each other? Only time would be able to tell.

End of Flashback


Present/Future Day

"'Here lies Philip J. Fry and Megan Griffin, named for their uncle and aunt, to carry on their spirits'." Fry read aloud.

"Oh my gosh, I didn't think Stewie even cared..." Meg had tears in her eyes.

"Pay dirt!" Bender called as Fry and Meg were having a moment. "I got the clover, plus their wedding rings! Sorry ladies,... I'm taken."

Bender kept calling to them, but Leela decided to leave them alone for a moment. Fry and Meg looked to each other with tears in their eyes and hugged each other as tears streamed down their cheeks. Meg took the clover with a small smile and Fry nodded, so she put the clover back and they patched their niece and nephew back together, ending the rage they had earlier.