Chapter 5
May 17, 1991
RIIIIING! RIIIIING!
"Oh, my head," moaned Leela in her hotel room bed. She reached for the phone and answered. "Hello?"
"Leela, my one-eyed baby!" said Trey on the phone. "Listen, your model guy is down at the studio right now!"
" (yawn) What time is it?" asked Leela.
"Uh, 7:15 in the morning," said Trey.
Leela let go of the phone and went back to sleep.
Trey shrugged at went to the hotel Leela was staying at. He walked over, opened the door with a credit card, put on some coffee, turned on the shower, and threw a lot of pillows on Leela's head to get her up.
"Wha?" asked Leela. Her eye was bloodshot because of the drinking she did the other night with Trey and Matt. "My freaking head!"
"Get up, one eye!" said Trey, pulling open the curtains. The light practically blinded Leela, but she got up anyway.
After she got dressed, she went down to the lobby for breakfast. Trey and Matt were already down there. She wore sunglasses to cover up her eye.
"Morning, Leela," said Matt. "We have a surprise for you." He cued a man about five foot five with brown hair, blue eyes, and a familiar voice. "Hi," he said.
Leela had a blank stare on her face. "…and you are?"
"Uh, my name's Michael," he said.
Leela still had a blank stare.
"Fox?"
Silence.
"J?"
"Never heard of you," said Leela.
Trey chuckled nervously. "Can you excuse us, Mr. Fox?" he asked. He pushed Leela into the lobby.
"Leela! How can you have never heard of Michael J. Fox? He is one of the biggest stars in New York and Hollywood since '85!"
"Doesn't ring a—" A flashback started to pop up in her head.
"Leela, can we go to the head museum?" asked Fry. "I wanna meet the guy who was in Back to the Future…Michael J. Fox!"
"Hey!" said Fry. "Anyone wanna see me stick this toy DeLorean up my nose?"
"Five bucks says he inhales it," said Bender.
"My lungs hurt," groaned Fry.
"You owe me five bucks, Hermes," said Bender.
Leela realized it now. "Ohhh…Michael J Fox. Okay, I know who he is."
"You'd better," said Trey. Dramatic music started playing in the background. "I could have you turned into the Alien Task Force because of your eye if you quit on me or forget who the Fox-meister is."
"But I'm not—I mean," stuttered Leela.
Trey slapped her in the face, and Leela went down. "What the hell was that for?" she screamed.
"That was just a warning if you don't do what I say," said Trey.
Leela started to cry, but then knew she could fight this guy with one eye closed. However, to keep the money she was making, she just sighed and went back into the other room. "Hello, Mr. Fox."
Meanwhile. Fry was asleep in the basement in a sleeping bag when his alarm clock went off. Fry chucked it against the wall and started snoring.
"Morning," whispered a voice. Fry turned around and opened his eyes. A man with dark blonde hair and stubbled on his face was in Fry's face.
"AAAAH!" Fry screamed. "HOBO! HOBO!" He took his old baseball bat and was about to hit the man until Bender got up.
"Whoa, easy Bat-o-matic," said Bender. "You remember my old bending coach, Andy Symenson, right?"
"Huh?" asked Fry. "Oh, yeah. You're that crazy scientist that turned his dog into a dog with four butts. What are you doing here in 1991?"
"A time travel accident involving a bag of popcorn, a hammer, and a super-computer with nuclear waste. Now, what I'm interested in now is your DeLorean time machine."
"How'd you—unless Bender—" started Fry.
"Older me! Older me!" screamed Phil, running down the stairs. "You have to—"
He stopped as he saw the man and robot in his basement.
"Who are these guys?" he asked Fry.
"My friend Bender, and his bending coach, Mr. Symenson.
"Fry!" screamed Andy. "Is this your younger self?"
"Yeah, why?"
"NO! You changed the future! Don't you get it? When you change the past, things can turn out for the worst in the future! Especially for me!"
"AND MY BANJO!" screamed Bender.
Yancy was still at home, waiting for his brother to come upstairs. "Phil, come on! We're gonna be late!" There was silence. "Phil? Where the hell are you, you idiot?" He noticed the basement door was closed. He opened it quietly and started sneaking downstairs.
"Who cares about your banjo?" asked Fry.
"He has a name! It's Bender Jr! And what about my pet?"
"What pet?"
Yancy tried to stay as quiet as possible. He started to see six feet and two metal clogs on the floor. He sat on the stairs to get a better view.
"My robo-dog! It's Bender Jr. II," Bender said as he hugged his dog.
"Quiet!" said Andy. "I know how to fix your time machine. All it needs is some gasoline, some more plutonium—"
"We don't have plutonium," said Fry. "There aren't any stores that sell it here."
"I'll think of something. Is there anyone else that came with you?"
"OH MY GOD! I FORGOT ABOUT LEELA!" said Fry.
"Who's Leela?" asked Phil.
"My girlfriend. She only has one eye, but she's pretty…and cool." He took out a picture, but she started getting scars on her face. "What the hell is going on?"
Yancy kept quiet as he went upstairs and found out the truth about his brother's future. Now…what to do about it…
Down at the studio, Leela tried to cover up the bruise and scratch marks on her face, but it didn't really work. She felt bad, and her friends weren't around to help her. She had to go on.
She went into the photo area, where Michael was shirtless and sexy. Trey had a disgruntled look on his face, but Matt was staring at Leela.
"Don't they look good together?" asked Matt.
"They'd better," said Trey, kinda pissed. "That's what I paid the two of them to be!"
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" asked Leela. "Aren't you married?"
"Quiet!" said Trey. "Now, get together and start hugging each other."
Leela and Michael held each other in each other's arms. Leela had a worried look on her face.
"I wonder where Leela is?" asked Fry, walking down the hot and crowded streets of New York.
"I saw on the news last night that the one-eyed chick is in a studio downtown, but I don't know what it's called," said Andy. "They said it's owned by Matt Parker and Trey Stone."
"The creators of South Park?" asked Fry. "That's show's great!"
"No, that's Matt Stone and Trey Parker, and that won't exist for another six years!' said Andy. He looked at his wrist thingie and pushed some buttons. "I think your girlfriend is in this building right here."
A sign above said "Parker-Stone Modeling Co." The three of them (Bender came along) went inside, and saw a long line.
"May I help you?" asked the woman behind the desk.
"We wanna see Leela," said Fry.
"Of course you do," said the woman. "Just stand in line with the other men."
"This is stupid," said Bender. "Uh, actually, we're from the new delivery company, buddy." He put on his Canadian accent.
"Oh, you're that Canadian robot," said the woman. "You get a VIP tour." She opened a back door to the studio where Leela was. "Just go in there and either Matt or Trey will show you around."
"Is Leela working with anyone?" asked Fry.
"Today, she's working with Michael J. Fox," she said.
Fry was getting mad, but at the same time, he felt anxiety. She knew that Fox was his favorite actor, yet he felt…aw, what the hell.
He barged through the doors and grabbed Leela.
"Don't hurt me!" she whimpered. "Oh, Fry. FRY!" She hugged him tight.
"What's goin' on?" asked Fry. "What happened to your face?"
"Who the hell are you?" asked Trey.
"Her boyfriend," said Fry. "Ya got a problem with that?"
"Yes," said Trey.
"Uh, Trey? Calm down and take your Ritalin," said Matt, calmly.
"Stay out of this, Matt," said Trey. "I need the one-eyed freak to keep me from going insane."
"Wait, I know who you are," said Fry. "You're that guy who went on a killing spree in '88. You killed 20 cows, a farmer, and a duck."
"Bingo, ass-face," said Trey. "Now, I'm ready to kill more than cows…and a duck. I'm gonna get me some people…and a duck! Then, I'll take on the—"
WHACK!
Trey went down after being attacked by Matt with a frying pan. "I'm really sorry, Leela," he said. "I'll fix all of this tomorrow night at Pizzeria Uno."
"Uh, I think I'm just…going to leave," said Michael, heading for the door.
"Wait!" said Fry. He went up to the famous man and said "Look. I'm the kid who's been chasin' you around since the 80's and…I'm sorry. Can I have an autograph?"
"Sure," said Michael. Fry took out a picture of Mr. Fox and a pen and gave it to him. He started writing something, then gave it back to Fry.
"See ya," said Mr. Fox. He went outside and Fry looked at the paper. It said:
Fry,
Great meeting ya! I never met anyone who's as nice as you. Tell Leela I'm marrying and she shouldn't be jealous. Just kidding. See you in the future.
Michael J. Fox
Fry put it in his pocket and went to his friends. "C'mon, guys. Let's get something to eat."
He took out the picture of Leela, and the scars were disappearing.
The three of them (Andy went back to his place to fix the DeLorean) went to a café to get something to eat.
As Leela and Bender were ordering, Fry went outside to wait for Phil. When he came, they sat down at a table and started talking.
"You need to stand up to Sully and fight!" said Fry. "Be a man. Did I say that?"
"I don't know," said Phil. "What if he kills me?"
"Have you ever heard a game called 'Roshambo?"
"What the hell is that?"
"You kick him in the ding-dong as hard as you can, and then he kicks you in the ding-dong as hard as he can until someone falls down. It's easy, except Bender wins all the time."
A waitress came up and said "So, whaddya want?"
"Slurm," replied Fry. "I-I mean vanilla Coke—CHERRY! Cherry Coke."
The waitress gave Fry a weird look, but got him the drink. Yup, 90's music was playing in the background, everyone was having a good time…until…
"Hey, Fry!" shouted a voice. Sully and his now-stoned friends walked through the doors.
"Who's that?" asked Leela to Bender. He didn't know, but he looked like he was carrying something valuable.
Phil turned around and saw Sully coming towards him. "I thought I told ya to never be in my way again!"
Fry could smell the marijuana on Sully. He couldn't stand it.
"Hey, butt-face!" said Fry. Sully turned around. Fry had about two inches on him. "Let's Roshambo."
"What the hell is that?" Sully asked to his friends. They shrugged.
"Ready?" Fry kicked him in the ding-dong, and Sully went down. Fry picked him up and pushed him into his friends.
"Wha? Where's the pretty pony?" asked one of them, looking around. Fry ran outside and looked around. He saw a man in rollerskates and pushed him down. Fry took off the skates and skated down the street.
Sully went into his car and turned it on. He chased Fry down the street, almost crashing into other cars on the street. Fry jumped over a fire hydrant and a bench.
"Wow!" said a girl. "Look at him go!"
Sully had the red-head now. He was about to ram him into a dead end. Fry jumped on top of the car and watched Sully crash into a cart of hotdogs.
People from around the block came to witness the event and see the aftermath. Sully was spitting out of hotdogs. "I'm gonna get that son-of-a—"
Later that night, Fry, Leela, and Bender went to the abandoned warehouse where Andy was staying.
"How's our time machine coming?" asked Leela.
"Well, everything would be working, but your plutonium chamber's empty, so it will just be a normal car."
"So we can't go back to 3005?" asked Fry.
"Well, unless there's a thunderstorm tomorrow or a great electrical shock in Brooklyn, I can't do anything."
"Wait! I know!" said Fry. "I remember that after I got out of the hospital, there was this hurricane that almost hit the island, and this really big electrical spark hit the tall tower at City Hall."
"Excellent," said Andy. "We can use that as the power source to get back!"
"Wait. What time tomorrow?" asked Fry. "I have a gig I have to do at my high school tomorrow night."
"You WHAT?" screamed Andy. "You can't! It could permanently destroy our future!"
"Rellllllllax," said Fry, calmly. "I know what I'm doing. Does anyone know how to play a C on a Fender?"
So, Leela quit her modeling job, Fry met and got an autograph from his favorite celebrity, and the DeLorean is almost ready. What'll happen next? Stay tuned for the final chapter!
