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.
Rakiea and Nicolo had immediately been rushed to the Christa's MedLab. Ninya and THELMA were trying to wake them up whilst Miss Davenport had words with Professor Farnsworth and Bender.
"You had two fourteen-year-olds in your care, and you let them get drunk! They attempt to do a favor for you, and this happens! I don't know how things work in the future, but we are responsible for these children and if anything happens to them..." she started yelling.
"Hold it. We didn't give them beer, that sweet fembot there did," Bender defended himself.
"And I was asleep," Professor Farnsworth added.
Miss Davenport didn't even know where to begin with the Professor, so she moved on to Bender. "You encouraged it! You didn't stop any of it! I somehow don't think that you didn't know serving children alcohol was wrong!"
"Miss Davenport, if you are going to get mad, blame me," THELMA interjected. "You see, the Christa did inform me that they shouldn't be served alcohol, but they told me that their races start drinking at the age of five."
"And you believed them?"
"It is to my understanding that Nicolo and Rakiea have never misinformed me before, so I logically assumed they were telling the truth."
"TJ, they will make their own decisions. From what it sounds like, no one forced them to get drunk, they did it on their own. If you're going to be mad at anyone, make it the kids," Commander Goddard told her.
Miss Davenport sighed. She was tired of fighting everyone. "I suppose you are right, Seth. I mean, we watched Rakiea drink that last beer right in front of us. I hope they're alright."
"So do I, so we can have fun with them in the morning," Goddard smiled slyly. Miss Davenport quickly caught on to what he was driving at--the unbearable hangover.
"I don't mean to interfere, but both of our ships are still stuck here," Leela replied.
Just as she said that, Rakiea groaned as she woke up. "What happened?" she asked groggily.
"Can you fix the time machine and the Christa, young lady?" pressed Miss Davenport.
Rakiea nodded slowly. "I think so, but I don't feel so good right now..."
"Whose fault is that?" Commander Goddard asked.
Rakiea didn't say anything for a while. "Can I go back to sleep now?" she finally wondered.
"No. You have to fix my mistakes," Fry told her.
"Fix 'em yourself," the fourteen-year-old groaned as Nicolo woke up.
"What's going on?" he wondered.
"Fry wants us to fix his boo-boos," Rakiea told him sleepily.
"'Tis a thought, but why doth not Fry try it himself," Nicolo mused softly.
"Fry doesn't know how!" Fry whined pathetically.
Rakiea groaned softly. "You get the Christa, Nick. I'll take care of the time machine."
Nicolo nodded. "Rae?"
"Hmm?"
"What were we thinking?"
On the Planet Express ship, Rakiea was hard at work though she had a killer headache everyone had been taking advantage of. 'I will never get smashed again,' she thought to herself.
Professor Farnsworth had discovered that he could download the skematics onto the ship's computer, and Rakiea was putting it back together again. She did a fairly decent job for someone who couldn't focus completely.
At the same time, on the Christa, everyone was taking advantage of Nicolo's hangover as well as he reversed what Fry had done to the engine. Soon enough, the engine kicked back on. It was unfortunately time to say goodbye.
"It was a pleasure meeting most of you," Miss Davenport said whilst shaking hands with Leela.
"Aww, thanks," Amy replied flippantly. Ninya groaned. She was glad that Amy was leaving.
"We'll miss you, Uncle Bender," Rakiea sighed, almost sober.
"Aye. 'Tis the most memorable time fair Rae and I have had for sure," Nicolo mused.
"Hey, you kids, stay cool. Grow up to be like Uncle Bender," he responded.
"Don't," Commander Goddard ordered them.
"We'll miss you Amy!" Monorro and Jackson cried out in unison.
"And I, you," Nicolo told Leela as he kissed her hand. "And on the Planet Express--"
"Never happened," Leela assured him.
"Now, let's go. We have work to do in the year 3000. We can't stay in 2261 forever," Professor Farnsworth commanded.
"Hey, guys next time I screw up in 3000, maybe we'll meet again!" Fry called out as the Planet Express crew left.
"Why do I have a feeling that it will be way too soon?" Miss Davenport groaned.
"Just our luck," Commander Goddard agreed.
"It is a shame they are leaving," THELMA replied. "I think I was starting to like Bender."
The kids all laughed as the Planet Express ship disappeared as quickly as it had come. Rakiea and Nicolo had been severly punished for lying to THELMA, Ninya became more obsessed with being cute so she could be cuter than Amy, Jackson and Monorro asked Rakiea to build a time machine so they could go to the future and find Amy, Bender went on being corrupt, and Fry continued being an idiot. Miss Davenport, Commander Goddard, and Leela knew it was an adventure they'd never forget, but for all the wrong reasons. But it was still an adventure no one on the Christa would ever forget.
Rakiea and Nicolo had immediately been rushed to the Christa's MedLab. Ninya and THELMA were trying to wake them up whilst Miss Davenport had words with Professor Farnsworth and Bender.
"You had two fourteen-year-olds in your care, and you let them get drunk! They attempt to do a favor for you, and this happens! I don't know how things work in the future, but we are responsible for these children and if anything happens to them..." she started yelling.
"Hold it. We didn't give them beer, that sweet fembot there did," Bender defended himself.
"And I was asleep," Professor Farnsworth added.
Miss Davenport didn't even know where to begin with the Professor, so she moved on to Bender. "You encouraged it! You didn't stop any of it! I somehow don't think that you didn't know serving children alcohol was wrong!"
"Miss Davenport, if you are going to get mad, blame me," THELMA interjected. "You see, the Christa did inform me that they shouldn't be served alcohol, but they told me that their races start drinking at the age of five."
"And you believed them?"
"It is to my understanding that Nicolo and Rakiea have never misinformed me before, so I logically assumed they were telling the truth."
"TJ, they will make their own decisions. From what it sounds like, no one forced them to get drunk, they did it on their own. If you're going to be mad at anyone, make it the kids," Commander Goddard told her.
Miss Davenport sighed. She was tired of fighting everyone. "I suppose you are right, Seth. I mean, we watched Rakiea drink that last beer right in front of us. I hope they're alright."
"So do I, so we can have fun with them in the morning," Goddard smiled slyly. Miss Davenport quickly caught on to what he was driving at--the unbearable hangover.
"I don't mean to interfere, but both of our ships are still stuck here," Leela replied.
Just as she said that, Rakiea groaned as she woke up. "What happened?" she asked groggily.
"Can you fix the time machine and the Christa, young lady?" pressed Miss Davenport.
Rakiea nodded slowly. "I think so, but I don't feel so good right now..."
"Whose fault is that?" Commander Goddard asked.
Rakiea didn't say anything for a while. "Can I go back to sleep now?" she finally wondered.
"No. You have to fix my mistakes," Fry told her.
"Fix 'em yourself," the fourteen-year-old groaned as Nicolo woke up.
"What's going on?" he wondered.
"Fry wants us to fix his boo-boos," Rakiea told him sleepily.
"'Tis a thought, but why doth not Fry try it himself," Nicolo mused softly.
"Fry doesn't know how!" Fry whined pathetically.
Rakiea groaned softly. "You get the Christa, Nick. I'll take care of the time machine."
Nicolo nodded. "Rae?"
"Hmm?"
"What were we thinking?"
On the Planet Express ship, Rakiea was hard at work though she had a killer headache everyone had been taking advantage of. 'I will never get smashed again,' she thought to herself.
Professor Farnsworth had discovered that he could download the skematics onto the ship's computer, and Rakiea was putting it back together again. She did a fairly decent job for someone who couldn't focus completely.
At the same time, on the Christa, everyone was taking advantage of Nicolo's hangover as well as he reversed what Fry had done to the engine. Soon enough, the engine kicked back on. It was unfortunately time to say goodbye.
"It was a pleasure meeting most of you," Miss Davenport said whilst shaking hands with Leela.
"Aww, thanks," Amy replied flippantly. Ninya groaned. She was glad that Amy was leaving.
"We'll miss you, Uncle Bender," Rakiea sighed, almost sober.
"Aye. 'Tis the most memorable time fair Rae and I have had for sure," Nicolo mused.
"Hey, you kids, stay cool. Grow up to be like Uncle Bender," he responded.
"Don't," Commander Goddard ordered them.
"We'll miss you Amy!" Monorro and Jackson cried out in unison.
"And I, you," Nicolo told Leela as he kissed her hand. "And on the Planet Express--"
"Never happened," Leela assured him.
"Now, let's go. We have work to do in the year 3000. We can't stay in 2261 forever," Professor Farnsworth commanded.
"Hey, guys next time I screw up in 3000, maybe we'll meet again!" Fry called out as the Planet Express crew left.
"Why do I have a feeling that it will be way too soon?" Miss Davenport groaned.
"Just our luck," Commander Goddard agreed.
"It is a shame they are leaving," THELMA replied. "I think I was starting to like Bender."
The kids all laughed as the Planet Express ship disappeared as quickly as it had come. Rakiea and Nicolo had been severly punished for lying to THELMA, Ninya became more obsessed with being cute so she could be cuter than Amy, Jackson and Monorro asked Rakiea to build a time machine so they could go to the future and find Amy, Bender went on being corrupt, and Fry continued being an idiot. Miss Davenport, Commander Goddard, and Leela knew it was an adventure they'd never forget, but for all the wrong reasons. But it was still an adventure no one on the Christa would ever forget.