Disclaimers: I own Futurama. Not!

Author's notes: Woo, I haven't updated ANYTHING for such a long time. Some of

y'all are probably thinking "About damn time!"...if, I have fans...I don't

think I do...damn...

To those who think this is "fucked up" or that I'm an "idiot", well, no one's asking you to stay. And the meaning of FANFICTION is all by the author's imagination, dumbass! (No, I'm not calling my 'fans' dumbasses, but there was a spitfire who reviewed. And I don't believe in naming people. :P) We know Zapp is an ass in the show, but this is MY fanfic, and I say that he's reformed. I don't even LIKE Zapp Brannigan, but I pair him up with his very much sought Leela for entertainment. If you don't like that, pal, like aforesaid, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

Oh, by the way, I made a mistake on Zapp's last name on the last chapter.... sorry.

Other than that, please sit back and enjoy this next chapter of...(ominous music playing in the background)...My Story.

Reflections of Fate and Fantasy

Chapter 2:

Foggy mists were everywhere as she lingered about. The air was crisp but not yet cold, and the sun was hidden by clusters of clouds in the sky. Leela was wearing her wedding dress, and she was walking on a path in a blue-green forest. Where was she going? The thing was, Leela didn't know either. "Fry," she called. Her voice echoed, like a lilting piano. "Oh, where are you??!!" Leela's voice once again yelled back at her. She was feeling really sad, hopeful, anxious, and self-hatred, all mixed in one. Why was she feeling like that? Mists began to be unfold as she continued to walk about. It was also beginning to be difficult to see what was ahead, but Leela persisted to walk on. Just then! She heard a faint sound of a train. It sounded pretty faraway. But as she continued to walk, the train sound started to sound more closer and closer - until she saw the silhouette of a man in the fog and the flash of the train's headlight on the silhouette. The train was getting closer, Leela felt, but the man stood still. Was his hearing impaired? She started to walk toward the man, until the sunlight started to break through the clouds very slowly - and it lighted upon the silhouette.

She could've seen who the person was, but that was when Leela woke up."Shit," she whispered under her breath, and slowly opened her eyes. It was morning. The sunlight of the dawn was shining through her bedroom window, and the light was shafted upon herself. Was that the sunlight she saw in her dream? Yet, it WAS quite thought-provoking. "Hmmm..." Leela got out of her bed, and went to the bathroom to take her morning shower.

When she stepped into the Planet Express place, everybody was sitting down at the round table, talking loquaciously. As the crew noticed Leela, their conversations died down, and started to greet her. "Hey, Leela." waved Amy. There were too many people talking at the same time, so Leela could not interpret everything that was being said to her. Once again, her eyes involuntarily trailed over to Fry, who had his head resting on his right arm, and peering innocently at her. He was so cute, Leela just had to smile. Fry blinked with doubt. Did Leela just smile at him? It was a long time when Leela ever smiled at HIM...His thoughts were broken by the professor's rough voice. "Leela, this is the..uh, tenth? No, wait...oh me, my senile brain...Leela, you're tardy so many times. Why is this?" the professor wanted to know. "I'm sorry, Professor. I'm surprised at myself too. I'll try not to be late again..." apologized Leela. But, the professor unexpectedly replied, also in a very cheerfuj way, "Oh, that's okay, Leela. We all know how much fun you have with..." There was a snicker at between,"your lover boy, Zapp." Fry turned his head away from Leela's direction, with a defiant glow on his face. If Leela had seen Fry's expression, she would have hesistated, but since she didn't, she announced her engagement to Zapp Brannigan. Everyone was properly surprised, including Fry. He started to blush furiously. "Oh, wow, Leela."gawked Zoidberg. "When are you guys to be married?" inquired Amy. "Around next week, I think." replied Leela. Everybody started to turn their attentions toward Leela, save Fry, who was secretly falling apart inside. Leela, his secret beloved, was to be handed over in holy matrimony to another man...a far superior man...Fry gave out an almost inaudible sob, as he buried his face into his arms on the table. It wasn't fair, it really wasn't! Fry had done so many things to get Leela to even like him...and here was a man who was a jerk to her before, and had done barely anything to get Leela and got her. Yet, wait. Could he, Philip J. Fry, reform and maybe be able to have Leela even just smile at him again? It was worth a shot. Hold that thought, Phil, thought Fry to himself. But the engagement was a settled thing...yet the idea of reformation had a small gleam of hope...Fry grimaced as the dilemma sunk in.

- To be continued...........on Chapter 3!!!!!!!!! -

A/N: Ok, folks, that's the end of the second chapter. Stay tuned for the third. Flames will be ignored. Peace out. And away I go! Zing............