Turanga Leela knocked on the dark red door to the metal office. Her purple hair was in a tight ponytail that her girlfriend, Amy Wong, helped her with. Her purse hung over her shoulder. She was now visiting her male robotic demon friend who called her over to have a talk with her when she was off work.
Leela patiently knocked on the door once more and checked the time on her phone, the blood door opened to reveal the Robot Devil; her robotic demon male friend.
"Leela! You came!" Robot Devil announced in his usual tone of voice, "I thought you weren't going to come but you came anyway."
Leela chuckled at her friend and gave him a hug. "I got off work earlier today and me and my girl went to go shopping until you called. I explained to her that I needed to go and see you but she understanded anyway."
They entered inside Beelzebot's office and sat down across from each other from his desk, Leela at the swiveling chair and Robot Devil at his unfamiliar side of the desk. She sat her purse down beside her.
"So," Leela began, "what did you call me in for? Did Bender sinned himself again and is down here again? Or did Fry make another stupid deal with you?"
The Robot Devil shook his head. "No, but rather a little conversation that I need with you."
The way that Beelzebot talked to Leela was off, it was rather strained and curious rather than sinister and joyful. Leela saw that he was shifting in his seat rather than staying in one place. She sighed.
"All right Beelzebot, what did you call me for? Is there something you wanna talk about that you want to ask?'' She leaned back in her seat, waiting for an explanation. When he answered, he was hesitant.
"I'm...I'm gay." Beelzebot answered in a timid tone of voice, Leela raised an eyebrow. She had never heard this from her friend before. Even though she assumed he was practically straight, she never thought she heard this from him.
"You're gay?'' Leela said, she was unsure. "I thought maybe you were straight, or bisexual."
He shook his head. "I never was bisexual, or pansexual if your wondering."
Leela felt a tint of guilt in him. There was more he was not telling. Although, she was wondering about one thing that she never thought that he might ask him before.
"Have you ever been in a relationship before?" She asked, the facial expression he was doing looked embarrassed. She put a hand on his shoulder. "Beelze, you can tell me, there is nothing wrong about being single." She gave a soft smile at him.
He sighed and responded; "I never had one before." Robot Devil said, then he continued. "I'm a virgin in fact.'' Leela pulled her hand away from him, she looked at the demon robot, whose face was buried in his hands with embarrassment. She spotted an envelope that was lying face down on his desk with a peach color to it. She picked it up and turned to see the address; it was from the Donbot.
"Do you mind if I opened this for you?" She asked Robot Devil, holding the envelope out to him. Beelzebot shook his head. "I don't mind at all.''
Using her nail, she ripped the top open and pulled out a card from it. It was an invitation to the Don's eldest daughter's wedding tomorrow at three. A idea popped in her head.
"Did you say you never had a relationship right?''
"Yes that's correct, why?"
Leela held out the invitation to him. "What if I helped you out and have one with someone there? It's perfect!''
Robot Devil shook his head in dismay. "That can never work, what if everyone there is just straight there?" A smile was on Leela's face that was now plastered to her like pastel paint.
''But it might work, just trust me. I've dealt with this before and it work amazingly perfect than I imagined. Well, this one was a drag queen falling for her agent but it worked.''
Robot Devil thought about it for a couple seconds and came up with an answer. "I'll try.'' Leela patted his back for pride. "That's the spirit!"
Robot Devil sat patiently in the right back of the crowded wave of guests during the reception. There, the bride and groom were standing in the altar while the Space Pope was doing his biblical speeches that disgusted the Robot Devil a little. He then felt a strong gust of wind and saw everyone turn around in their seats and stare. He followed the audience and saw Leela's company ship land in the parking spot in front of the Don's mansion.
He snuck away from the audience and saw Leela, Fry, and Bender. Leela carried a small package in her hands and said something to one of the Donbot's goons, Joey Mousepad. Afterwards, he took the package and walked off.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see one of his dealers, Calculon, the infamous robot actor and star of the future's show "All My Circuits''.
"Greetings R.D., glad you can make it to the wedding.'' Calculon said, holding a champagne bottle and then tilting it to pour a glass into it. He held out the filled glass to him. "Care for a drink old friend? To celebrate the happy new couple?" Trying not to be rude, he clasped the champagne anyway and did a nervous smile at him. A waiter tapped Calculon's shoulder and put the bottle down. "Sorry friend, duty calls for the gifted actor; me.''
After he left, Robot Devil looked to both of his sides to see if no one was looking and purposely poured the champagne on an unwanted shrub next to him. The alcohol soaked the soil underneath it. He heard the feedback of a microphone and went to his labeled seat. Calculon then sanged a small song about himself instead of the newly wedded couple.
After the small tune, he was taken back with the Donbot and his goons into somewhere away from the crowd. He heard his cell phone ring and pull it out from his chest compartment and found a text from Leela. It asked him if he had found anyone yet to go out with him. Beelzebot texted back saying no. Afterwards, there was no response back to him. A waitress brought him a tall glass of water to hydrate him. For a sign of respect, he tipped her a fifty dollar bill and the waitress said thanks.
A couple minutes went by and the Robot Devil wondered what took Calculon so long just to be back from a private meeting. He looked at his untouched glass that had made a circle of its own sweat. He picked it up and took a small sip from it and put it back in it's own place. He then spotted one of the goons coming from the private place, it was Francis X. Clampazzo.
The clamping unit was wiping a dark colored stained liquid from his clamps with a napkin and disposed it from a nearby garbage can. Robot Devil looked at the manbot to see if there was anyone coming to his side. He was the only one.
Francis looked at Robot Devil and noticed that he was staring at him, examining him only with his eyes. Robot Devil noticed Francis staring right back at him and immediately looked at his water glass to see if he didn't notice him. He acted like nothing happened from now.
A shadow was creeping over him and turned his eyes to see who it was. It was Francis. The manbot had a bronze slender body with a small door on his torso, on the right side of his face was a row of rivets that resembled a scar on his face. A black bowtie was on his neck. Robot Devil got embarrassed and had his hand on his face.
"Do you need something?" Francis spoke up to the devil. To his surprise, instead of his tone being excited and threatening, it was more passive and calm. Robot Devil was once more timid around him.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you…'' He said timidly, in his body, his heart fluttered with a feeling that he never felt before; love. Francis sat down across him, "It's okay, I never get stared at before but otherwise your fine.''
Francis shook his head immediately. "Sorry, it was rude of me to not introduce myself. I'm-"
"Francis X. Clampazzo, I know. And I'm the Robot Devil but you don't have to fear me.''
''I'm actually not afraid of you.''
Robot Devil was in a state of shock from the response that Francis did. He never had any robot brave from him. He looked at him unresponsive and took a sip of water. Francis put his head on his clamp. "You know, I saw you pour that champagne into that shrub over there," Robot Devil blushed. How did he know about that? "But don't worry, I'm a sober person myself also.'' He didn't stop his conversation.
"Do you want to say anything about yourself?"
Robot Devil then said to Francis in only two words. "I'm gay." He was timid and embarrassed afterwards. Francis, with a surprising response, said; "Don't worry, I'm gay also.''
This made Beelzebot a little happy in his mental state. "Although, my boss is very suspective of me at times of my sexuality so I kinda kept it a secret and pretended to be straight. The only people who know this is my friend Joey.''
Francis got quiet after that. But after a while, Robot Devil then got quiet also. Francis got up from the table and went outside. Robot Devil then got nervous and followed him also. They were now in the parking lot outside of the wedding as he quietly yet kept him from his distance away from Francis. Francis had a look of frustration on him.
"Did I offend you in any way?" Beelzebot asked Francis. After asking him that, Robot Devil was then tugged to a bronze Subaru and he landed on top on the hood of the engine, Francis was towering over him. His clamps barricaded him. Robot Devil's heart began to beat faster as his body felt hot. Francis' stare was full of love and lust. Their faces inches away from each other to kiss. Francis pressed his face into Robot Devil's; His tongue entered inside his mouth with a low groan.
Francis let his clamps travel to Beelzebot's waist and grip it tightly to pull him closer. Robot Devil's legs were wrapped around Francis' hips. His tail was waving flowingly within the soft wind that blew. They released from each other's grasp as Robot Devil slightly nuzzled the slim bronze neck of Francis.
"Wanna come to my house?''
The two manbots laid side to side facing each other on Francis' bed; the silk pillows supporting their heads with the autumn leaf pattern sheets and silver grey blanket. Tombstone windows with a spider's web frame had the sun's light ray be split. Robot Devil had his hands on Francis' shoulders.
"This is my first time Francis,'' Robot Devil said. "I'm afraid it's gonna hurt.''
Francis had a clamp on Beelzebot's hip. He studied the demon manbot's body carefully. His tail was going up and down the bed at random times, his hands gripping his shoulders tightly, and his expression on his face was timid and small.
"I know how you feel," He moved his clamp up. "But I'm gonna make sure it doesn't hurt okay?''
Slightly nervous, he did a little nod with his confirmed message. Francis then began to rub his clamps on the Robot Devil's hips. Gripping the red metal softly, but not too hard on him so the metal wouldn't dent. He then moved his clamps up a little to the upper torso of Beelzebot, a small sound of pleasure came out of the Robot Devil.
"There." Beelzebot said with one syllable.
Francis leaned closer to the Robot Devil and gave him a small kiss to the neck. A groan was heard from him. It wasn't until then when Francis leaned in more closely and a moan was escaped.
"Francis…'' Robot Devil said softly, Francis pulled away.
"Yeah?" He made eye contact with him.
"I...I don't have any male genitalia or a vaginal entrance. I should of told you something.''
Francis rubbed the Robot Devil's cheek.
"It's okay, we'll figure something out."
For the next three hours, the bedroom window stayed lit from outside of the room. Shadows of Beelzebot and Francis were moving and swaying in different ways that were fluid and supernatural. Then, when the time came to the sun retreating under the Earth and the moon going up, the window was now pitch black.
Francis was the first one to wake up and sit up in bed. He remembered what happened last night. He looked over to his side and saw the Robot Devil sleeping peacefully with the silver blanket draping over his shoulders. A small chuckle came from Francis as he lifted the covers off his body and to his drawers. He picked up a black sweater and put it on. A scratching noise came from the outside of his door.
He rolled his eyes and walked over to the mahogany door and turned the brass knob over, a male adult Border Collie's head popped from the other side along by the name of Mr. Pickles. Another Border Collie, which was a female pup, walked the same order with her dad, whose name was Mrs. Pickles. Both collies entered the room and immediately jumped onto the bed where the sleeping Beelzebot was.
Mr. Pickles jumped to Francis' side as Mrs. Pickles stumbled beside Robot Devil, they began to sniff him out like he was a stranger to them. Mrs. Pickles, since she was a small pup, jumped onto Beelzebot's horns and accidentally flipped herself onto her father's snout. Sending Mr. pickles to yelp loudly which made Robot Devil slowly awake due to the sound.
Beelzebot woke up and sat up, his crotch was sore and raw due to his loss of innocence last night. He felt something wet lap up his cheek and turned to see a Border Collie and a female miniature one, happily licking his face. He laughed and tried to order the dogs to stop.
"Stop! Ha ha! You guys are funny ones! Ha ha!'' Mr. Pickles sat on his lap afterwards.
"'Morning sleepyhead." Francis said, petting Mrs. Pickles on the head down to her tail. "How'd ya sleep?''
Robot Devil chuckled, he scratched Mr. Pickles' neck. "Okay, I'm a little sore but otherwise great." The male collie went on his back and barked, Robot Devil scratched his stomach.
"Although I wasn't expecting a bunch of Border Collies licking my face awake!'' Francis laughed and put Mrs. Pickles down and got up.
"I'm gonna go and make some coffee, want anything?" Robot Devil shook his head.
"I'm okay, I am going to have a shower anyway."
While Francis was downstairs in his kitchen, he then first got Mr. and Mrs. Pickles a new fresh water dish and then got into the pantry, a slouched forty-pound bag of dry dog food with a cartoon smiling dog on the front. He picked it up with a grunt and poured the pouch into a food bowl. The two Collies ran to the filled dish.
When he was about to proceed to the empty coffee pot, his doorbell rang. He sighed to himself.
"Now who could that be?" He didn't invite anyone to join him. Or them for that matter. He sighed once more and adjusted his sweater and opened the door. It was his friend Joey Mousepad and his boyfriend Roberto. In Roberto's arms was a small brown puppy, who yelped happily at the bronze robot while wagging its tail in the air.
"Hey Joey!'' He greeted his friend, "what are you up to this morning?''
"I was going to walk Russell with Roberto and I thought I might stop at your house to say hello.'' Francis opened the door wider to them.
"Well don't just stand there, you can come!" Once Joey and Roberto got inside and Francis shut the door, Roberto put Russell down and he ran over to Mrs. Pickles who was still eating and barked for her attention. Mrs. Pickles looked up and barked happily at Russell.
Roberto sat down on the cream colored couch.
"What were you doing today Francis?" Roberto asked, he had his leg cross over the other. Francis reached into the cabinet and pulled out a red container of coffee.
"I was about to make some coffee. Do you want any?" Roberto shrugged.
"Sure.''
Joey pulled out three coffee mugs from the shelf and placed them on the counter. Francis put three spoonfuls in the coffee filter and placed them in the heating coffee making.
"Oh, um, Joey. Do you mind getting out a fourth mug? I have a guest today." Shrugging without questioning, he pulled out another mug and went to sit down next to Roberto. He then turned his attention to Russell and Mrs. Pickles; Apparently the female Border Collie and the male brown Labrador Retriever were playing a game of tug-o-war with an old thick piece of rope.
Once the smell of a dark roast filled the kitchen and into the living room, Joey went into the kitchen and found four filled mugs filled with the steaming dark bitter liquid in them. Francis had his own in his clamps. Francis had the mug raised to his mouthplate and before opening it to have to liquid down his throat, he looked at Joey and put it down.
"Sugar is in the pantry and cream is in the fridge." Francis said flatly, he returned to the mug to his mouthplate. Silencely, he got only the cream from the refrigerator and poured some in his mug and put it back. Joey got two mugs; the only with the cream and the other plain. To the living room and gave Roberto the plain dark roast one.
"Thanks Joey." Roberto said and began to sip the hot liquid. Before Joey got to his own mug, he heard the sound of the bathroom door open and close, and then the sound of footsteps coming down the and Roberto then turned and saw Robot Devil coming down the staircase with a rose gold bathrobe on while drying his head with a towel.
Robot Devil then saw Joey and Roberto staring at him and did a slight wave at them. "Hi Joey. Hi Roberto." Robot Devil greeted, they did the same thing and waved back. Beelzebot then smelled the air. "Are you guys having dark roast? I've always liked it plain." Francis chuckled at the demon manbot and gave him a kiss on the cheek and handed him his mug. Right in front of Joey and Roberto. They were dumbfounded.
Robot Devil made his way to the couch and sat in between Joey and Roberto, both manbots stared at the demon robot for a moment before one of them spoke up.
"So, um, Beelze," Roberto said nervously, "since when were you dating Francis?"
Robot Devil looked at Roberto and put down his mug on the low coffee table in front of them. \ "Oh, we just met. But we were going out to plan our day together." Robot devil said, he then returned to his coffee, which was now a little bit more warm. Joey stepped in.
"Don't you have to go back to Robot Hell soon?" Robot Devil just shook his head.
"My robot demons can function without me even when I'm gone for a year." He then suddenly remembered that he had his phone with him and that Leela must've texted him for who knows how long. "Oh my goodness! I forgot to check on Leela yesterday! She must be worried about me!'' He quickly drank his lukewarm bitter coffee and pulled out his phone from his chest compartment and opened it; there were at least ten messages from Leela from last night and one this morning. He sighed heavily and frustrated.
"Francis?'' Robot Devil asked, Francis stopped his coffee drinking and looked up.
"Yeah babe?" Francis said.
"Can you take me to a friend's place after you're done with your coffee?" Francis nodded.
Outside of Leela's apartment door, Beelzebot knocked on the door. By his side: Joey, Roberto, and Francis were by his side while their dogs were on their leashes and collars. A plant which was a leafling of some sort of tree was on the side of the door while a succulent plant was across the leafling. The door answered. Instead of Leela, it was Leela's girlfriend Amy Wong. The Chinese girl was only in her bra and pink sweatpants.
"Oh hi Beelze, it's nice to see you once more." She turned to her side and saw that Beelzebot had also brought Francis and the rest along with their dogs.
"Aww! Cute puppy you guys!" She kneeled to Russell and petted his soft brown fur. Another female voice was heard from inside the apartment.
"Amy! Who are you talking to out there? Breakfast is ready!'' It was Leela.
"It's Robot Devil honey! And he brought some friends over! Along with some puppies!" Amy called into the apartment. Leela called back.
"Ask them if they want breakfast! I have some blueberry waffles still cooking in the waffle maker along with eggs!" Amy opened the door wider to the manbots and saw Leela in the kitchen with a bright pink bathrobe on. She was whisking eggs in a bowl.
"Hiya there guys!'' Leela put down the bowl and walked over to Beelzebot and gave him a hug. "I hope you guys are hungry, I'm making waffles and eggs for breakfast.'' Roberto leaned down and undid Russell's collar.
"I'm sure am!'' Roberto exclaimed, Russell rushed to where Nibbler was sleeping on the couch and was barking at him to wake up. Nibbler awoke with a yelp and saw Russell barking at him. Nibbler went to Leela's room after that.
"We all had coffee this morning," Francis said, having himself a seat on the table. "But I guess I could eat something." Leela smiled.
"Great! I'll make us some more waffles.''
After cooking, all six people were around the table drinking more coffee and having bites of their blueberry waffles and scrambled eggs; all of which were talking and laughing about the most embarrassing moments of their life throughout. While all of this: Russell, Mr. Pickles, Mrs. Pickles, and Nibbler were under the table hoping for food to be dropping on the floor to eat.
Francis, who had his head resting on his clamps, was thinking deeply about his job as a mobster to the Donbot. He was in his thoughts about things that were never there before. He was thinking about since he was now dating the Robot Devil, he wondered if he should be doing something good in his life. Should I be doing something good? He thought, looking down at his past history throughout his life while being a mobster. He remembered still about clamping Calculon in the seahorse feeding ranch near the Don's mansion. Fuck, these are deep thoughts.
"Joey…?'' Francis nudged to his friend, who was laughing at a story until Francis nudged him.
"Oh, um, yeah Francis?" Joey asked him. Francis got up.
"Can I talk to you outside? For a moment…?" Joey got up as well and walked to where Francis was going. The rest wasn't even looking to pay attention.
Outside the apartment door, Joey and Francis closed the door. It was silent afterwards.
"So. What's the problem? Are you having trouble lately?" Francis nodded.
"I've...I've been having these thoughts just now Joey…" He stated, fumbling his clamps. "A-And I was wondering if you can help me decide on these." Joey shrugged.
"Anything, just say it,'' Should I even tell him about me having these thoughts about quitting the Robot Mafia? I wonder if he'll stop being my friend if I tell him the reason why. Francis took a deep breath.
"I...I was thinking about quitting the mafia Joey…" He saw his friend unresponsive. A wave of awkwardness was filling the hallway.
"So…?'' Joey said, his face wasn't angry or depressed. But rather calm and supportive. Francis was surprised at his tone.
"Your...Your not angry.'' Francis said quietly, Joey raised an eyebrow in concern.
"So? I'm not mad. I actually was thinking about quitting about the Mafia also.'' Francis was surprised once more.
"Really?'' Joey nodded. "Wow…'' Joey rolled his eyes in a respected way and returned to the laughter filled room, he stopped halfway.
"Are you coming or what?" Joey said, Francis pulled out his phone.
"Yeah, I am, just making a call real quick." Joey shrugged and closed the door. Francis went into his contact on his phone and found a name: "Boss". He tapped on the contact and put the phone to his ear. A message was on the line.
"This is the Donbot calling. Leave a message after the beep.'' the beep was heard.
"Hey Don, listen, you can erase me and Joey's contact off your phone cause you know why? I fucking quit! Have fun finding more goons you fucker!" He hung up and returned to the apartment.