Disclaimer: Futurama is property of Matt Groening and also of 20th Century Fox, I do not claim to be either of these people/companies and I do not own Futurama or any of the characters. There are a few characters of mine in this fanfic and the plot is mine too! Plus that fact that you can't draw blood from bending unit 1266!

Chapter one

Fry is slumped on a chair around the round table, sleeping, Leela walks in, looking slightly flustered, Fry has his white tee-shirt on, his jacket is over the back of the chair, Fry's feet are on the table and his arms are behind his head, Leela walks over to Fry

She smiles softly.

"Come on Fry, it's time to go!" She shakes him a little.

Fry wakes up, shaking his head.

"Huh, jwah?! Go? Where?"

Leela sighs,

"You know, we have that big shipment of cold-sore cream to deliver to that planet with the giant mouths? You were given the reminder slip yesterday!"

Fry look surprised,

"Slip? Hell no I wasn't!"

Just at that point, a large red lobster walks in, Dr. John Zoidberg. He is carrying a number of slips in his claws.

Leela looks to Zoidberg, frustrated.

"I thought I told you to give them out?!"

Zoidberg looks around and blinks.

"Give what out?"

Leela growled, shaking her head in despair.

"Those slips! Everyone needed to remember their mouth protection!"

Fry quirks a brow. "I didn't even know we had mouth protection..."

Leela throws her arms up in the air and growls with frustration.

Zoidberg eats the slips before running off, clicking his claws and wooping.

Just then, Hermes, a Jamaican with black dreads, walks in.

"Come on guys! We have to go to the mouth planet!"

"That stupid crustacean, Zoidburg, forgot to give out the reminder slips..." Leela rolled her eyes.

Hermes nod sympathetically.

"Wear plastic bags!"

Leela scowled.

"Of course, why didn't I think of that?" She mumbled, sarcastically.

"Because you're a stupid mutant!"

Leela jump-kicked Hermes as he walked off, leaving him slightly stunned. Fry laughed and made a whipping sound before putting on his jacket.

"So, where is this whajamathing cream anyway?"

"Cold sore and it's already in the ship." Leela mumbled, picking up some polythene bags and walking to the ship.

"Yo, yo, Fry my man!" Bender nodded as Fry walked on the ship.

"You're in an unusually good mood today Bender." Leela said to the robot as she sat down in her captain's chair.

"Why shouldn't I be, bestest captain Leela?!"

"What do you... Huh?" Leela looked slightly shocked as she saw a second Bender walk through the door.

"Hey guys... I see you've met my clone! He came this morning, isn't he cute?!"

"Great..." Leela shook her head; it was enough work dealing with one Bender, let alone a second, she moaned softly.

"Sure, doubt Bender, this is a great idea!" Bender announced. "Now I can do twice as much stea... helping than normal!"

"Perfect..." Leela mumbled.

"I think Bender has a point Leela... It'd be cool to have two best buddies!" Fry said proudly.

"Bender thinks so too, now Fry, let us go!" Bender and his clone walked out, sniggering, Fry following.

"This isn't going to end up well..." Leela said to herself, lifting the ship from the Planet Express building and up into the atmosphere. She closed her eye as she steered, humming to herself, before re-opening it. She realised that they were in an asteroid belt and her attention shot to the flying mounds of icy rock coming towards the ship. If one hit them she'd have to pay for the repairs out of her pay, just like last time, when she let Fry drive the ship.

After a short while, when the asteroid belt was behind the ship, Leela got up to get some coffee, leaving the ship on auto-pilot for a while, after all, what's the worst that could happen?

Little did she know...