Disclaimer: This story is made up and is no way affiliated with Fox Broadcasting Company, Matt Groening, Nickelodeon, Cinar, Bill Mumy, or Peter David and all Futurama and Space Cases stuff is borrowed. Rakiea, Ninya, Jackson Walters, Monorro, and Nicolo McKai are mine.
Fry, Amy, and Leela, were amazed by the Christa. They had never seen anything like it, because it was too futuristic for Fry and to primitave for everyone else.
"Like, isn't it so the best?" Ninya asked as she lead the crew from Planet Express to the Command post.
"For 2261, I guess," Leela commented indifferently.
"So, like, this is the crew," Ninya went on, ignoring the lack of interest. "That's Monorro from the Magellanic Cloud Galaxy at navigation, Jackson Walters at the helm, Miss TJ Davenport over there, and Commander Seth Goddard. The last three are so totally from Earth. So, like, where are you guys from?"
"Fry and myself are from Earth," Leela answered, "and Amy is from Mars."
Ninya nodded, confused by the fact that cyclopses came from Earth and Amy looked nothing like Selphie, Rakiea's Martian buddy back home.
"So, like, we so totally have to give Fry here a tour," she said, turning to Commander Goddard. "While the rest of you are from the future, Fry is from the past, so it might be fun for him."
"All right," Commander Goddard sighed. "Jackson, you and Ninya give Mr. Fry a tour of the Christa, and Miss Davenport and I will talk with the others."
"Oh! Can I go to?" Amy wondered cutely.
"Sure," Jackson answered, quite taken by Amy. Ninya jabbed him in the ribs. She wanted Jackson to be hers...
"I'm coming, too," Monorro replied meekly, obviously infatuated with Amy too. Ninya and Leela sighed simultaneously. Leela was getting sick of everyone thinking Amy was cuter, and Ninya was supposed to be the most beautiful creature that ever graced the corridors of the Christa....
Meanwhile, back on the Planet Express, Rakiea, Nicolo, THELMA, Gizbot, Bender, and the Professor were all trying to repair the time machine.
"I believe this doohickey goes with that thingamabob," Professor Farnsworth explained. Rakiea hit her forehead. If he were a GOOD scientist, with her actual inability, she must be an EXCELLENT one...
"Bender, what did you do to the machine?" Rakiea asked patiently as Nicolo was playing with a monkey-wrench.
Bender wasn't listening. He was too busy drinking a beer, smoking a cigar, and hitting on THELMA. "So, baby, what's a manbot like me got to do to shack up with a fembot like you?"
THELMA was confused. "Shack up?"
Nicolo chuckled as Rakiea explained, "He wants to be the Goddard to your Davenport."
"I was not programmed that way," THELMA replied innocently.
"I bet I could change your programming or else my name isn't Bender B. Rodriguez," Bender said, opening his chest plate to pull out another beer when he was hit with a sudden shock. No more liquor.
"A sober robot can't do his job!" Bender cried in horror.
"Robots of the future are in constant necessity of alcoholic pleasures?" Nicolo wondered.
"Aren't all robots of any era?" Bender shot back.
Rakiea smiled as she knew she could use this to her advantage. "THELMA?" she asked.
"Yes?"
"Does the Christa store any liquor?"
"Many varieties from many eras."
"Good," answered Rakiea slyly as she started messing around with bits on the time machine. "We'll finish up here, and you bring enough alchie for all of us. Cigarettes, too, if you have them."
THELMA didn't realize the clever Jupiterian was taking advantage of the current situation, and Nicolo didn't bother to correct her. He wanted alchie and cigarettes, too. "I shall return right away," THELMA said as she left.
Back on the Christa, Fry, Amy, Ninya, Monorro, and Jackson were in the engine room. "What's this do?" Fry asked curiously.
"You'd have to ask Rakiea," Monorro replied.
"This is pretty," Amy sighed as she touched a colored coil. "What does it do?"
"Like, you'd so totally have to ask Rakiea," Ninya told her.
Fry was about to mess with the crystals surrounding the engine when he was shot at with three, "Don't touch that!"'s.
He shrunk back. "Sorry," he said sheepishly.
On the deck, Commander Goddard and Captain Leela were trying to explain each other's situation to one another.
"...and that's why we're stuck on the Christa, again," Commander Goddard finished.
"My story is shorter," Leela explained. "Fry--frozen for a thousand years, Fry--stupid, Fry--messed with the Professor's time machine, went back in time seven hundred and thirty-nine years instead of the simple five minutes."
"Fry would be a challenge for anyone, even TJ and myself who've dealt with ten space cases," the Commander commented.
"I'm just glad that Fry didn't attend Starcademy," Miss Davenport sighed.
"Starcademy?" Leela asked.
"Where we train cadets to be STARDOGS?" Commander Goddard responded.
"The STARDOGS are long since defunct in the year 3000," Leela explained. "But if we had them, Zapp Brannigan wouldn't be a captain, and that would be a good thing. A really good thing."
"An imbosile, I see?" Miss Davenport suggested.
Back on the Planet Express, everyone was relaxing with beer and cigarettes on the deck. "This is the good life," Rakiea commented, taking a swig of her third beer.
"I be in total agreement with thee," Nicolo added, taking another puff of his cigarette.
"Jupiterians and Venetians really start drinking at five and smoking at eleven? I did not know that," THELMA replied. Whilst she was on the Christa, the ship, which she did communicate with, said children don't drink or smoke, so Nicolo told her that on Jupiter and Venus they start young.
"Yep," they both answered in unison.
"We need more beer," Rakiea told THELMA.
"And cigarettes," Bender added. When THELMA left, he said to the kids, "You guys are cool. You'll grow up to be just like Uncle Bender."
Rakiea was about to respond when she hiccupped and started giggling hysterically. Nicolo started laughing as well.
"'Tis a good thing Professor Farnsworth's asleep," Nicolo slurred as he Rakiea calmed down a bit. "He'd want our beer."
"And there's barely enough for me, you, and Bender," Rakiea hiccupped as THELMA returned.
"Should we head back to the Christa?" THELMA suggested.
"NO!" the kids yelled.
However, still in the Christa's engine room, Fry had become increasingly more curious, and when the others weren't looking, started playing with the crystals. Then the engine went out.
"Fry!" Amy whined.
"Like, what did you do?" Ninya wondered.
Jackson and Monorro shook their heads. They both knew that this could not be good.
Fry, Amy, and Leela, were amazed by the Christa. They had never seen anything like it, because it was too futuristic for Fry and to primitave for everyone else.
"Like, isn't it so the best?" Ninya asked as she lead the crew from Planet Express to the Command post.
"For 2261, I guess," Leela commented indifferently.
"So, like, this is the crew," Ninya went on, ignoring the lack of interest. "That's Monorro from the Magellanic Cloud Galaxy at navigation, Jackson Walters at the helm, Miss TJ Davenport over there, and Commander Seth Goddard. The last three are so totally from Earth. So, like, where are you guys from?"
"Fry and myself are from Earth," Leela answered, "and Amy is from Mars."
Ninya nodded, confused by the fact that cyclopses came from Earth and Amy looked nothing like Selphie, Rakiea's Martian buddy back home.
"So, like, we so totally have to give Fry here a tour," she said, turning to Commander Goddard. "While the rest of you are from the future, Fry is from the past, so it might be fun for him."
"All right," Commander Goddard sighed. "Jackson, you and Ninya give Mr. Fry a tour of the Christa, and Miss Davenport and I will talk with the others."
"Oh! Can I go to?" Amy wondered cutely.
"Sure," Jackson answered, quite taken by Amy. Ninya jabbed him in the ribs. She wanted Jackson to be hers...
"I'm coming, too," Monorro replied meekly, obviously infatuated with Amy too. Ninya and Leela sighed simultaneously. Leela was getting sick of everyone thinking Amy was cuter, and Ninya was supposed to be the most beautiful creature that ever graced the corridors of the Christa....
Meanwhile, back on the Planet Express, Rakiea, Nicolo, THELMA, Gizbot, Bender, and the Professor were all trying to repair the time machine.
"I believe this doohickey goes with that thingamabob," Professor Farnsworth explained. Rakiea hit her forehead. If he were a GOOD scientist, with her actual inability, she must be an EXCELLENT one...
"Bender, what did you do to the machine?" Rakiea asked patiently as Nicolo was playing with a monkey-wrench.
Bender wasn't listening. He was too busy drinking a beer, smoking a cigar, and hitting on THELMA. "So, baby, what's a manbot like me got to do to shack up with a fembot like you?"
THELMA was confused. "Shack up?"
Nicolo chuckled as Rakiea explained, "He wants to be the Goddard to your Davenport."
"I was not programmed that way," THELMA replied innocently.
"I bet I could change your programming or else my name isn't Bender B. Rodriguez," Bender said, opening his chest plate to pull out another beer when he was hit with a sudden shock. No more liquor.
"A sober robot can't do his job!" Bender cried in horror.
"Robots of the future are in constant necessity of alcoholic pleasures?" Nicolo wondered.
"Aren't all robots of any era?" Bender shot back.
Rakiea smiled as she knew she could use this to her advantage. "THELMA?" she asked.
"Yes?"
"Does the Christa store any liquor?"
"Many varieties from many eras."
"Good," answered Rakiea slyly as she started messing around with bits on the time machine. "We'll finish up here, and you bring enough alchie for all of us. Cigarettes, too, if you have them."
THELMA didn't realize the clever Jupiterian was taking advantage of the current situation, and Nicolo didn't bother to correct her. He wanted alchie and cigarettes, too. "I shall return right away," THELMA said as she left.
Back on the Christa, Fry, Amy, Ninya, Monorro, and Jackson were in the engine room. "What's this do?" Fry asked curiously.
"You'd have to ask Rakiea," Monorro replied.
"This is pretty," Amy sighed as she touched a colored coil. "What does it do?"
"Like, you'd so totally have to ask Rakiea," Ninya told her.
Fry was about to mess with the crystals surrounding the engine when he was shot at with three, "Don't touch that!"'s.
He shrunk back. "Sorry," he said sheepishly.
On the deck, Commander Goddard and Captain Leela were trying to explain each other's situation to one another.
"...and that's why we're stuck on the Christa, again," Commander Goddard finished.
"My story is shorter," Leela explained. "Fry--frozen for a thousand years, Fry--stupid, Fry--messed with the Professor's time machine, went back in time seven hundred and thirty-nine years instead of the simple five minutes."
"Fry would be a challenge for anyone, even TJ and myself who've dealt with ten space cases," the Commander commented.
"I'm just glad that Fry didn't attend Starcademy," Miss Davenport sighed.
"Starcademy?" Leela asked.
"Where we train cadets to be STARDOGS?" Commander Goddard responded.
"The STARDOGS are long since defunct in the year 3000," Leela explained. "But if we had them, Zapp Brannigan wouldn't be a captain, and that would be a good thing. A really good thing."
"An imbosile, I see?" Miss Davenport suggested.
Back on the Planet Express, everyone was relaxing with beer and cigarettes on the deck. "This is the good life," Rakiea commented, taking a swig of her third beer.
"I be in total agreement with thee," Nicolo added, taking another puff of his cigarette.
"Jupiterians and Venetians really start drinking at five and smoking at eleven? I did not know that," THELMA replied. Whilst she was on the Christa, the ship, which she did communicate with, said children don't drink or smoke, so Nicolo told her that on Jupiter and Venus they start young.
"Yep," they both answered in unison.
"We need more beer," Rakiea told THELMA.
"And cigarettes," Bender added. When THELMA left, he said to the kids, "You guys are cool. You'll grow up to be just like Uncle Bender."
Rakiea was about to respond when she hiccupped and started giggling hysterically. Nicolo started laughing as well.
"'Tis a good thing Professor Farnsworth's asleep," Nicolo slurred as he Rakiea calmed down a bit. "He'd want our beer."
"And there's barely enough for me, you, and Bender," Rakiea hiccupped as THELMA returned.
"Should we head back to the Christa?" THELMA suggested.
"NO!" the kids yelled.
However, still in the Christa's engine room, Fry had become increasingly more curious, and when the others weren't looking, started playing with the crystals. Then the engine went out.
"Fry!" Amy whined.
"Like, what did you do?" Ninya wondered.
Jackson and Monorro shook their heads. They both knew that this could not be good.