A/n: this is my first Futurama fic, please review and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Futurama!

Chapter One

"Good news everyone, I want to show my appreciation for your hard and earnest work and decided to reward you with another vacation!" a stringy male voice announced to his workers. Clapping his hands he turned his back on them and shuffled towards the apartment door, "Oh, in case you're wondering, I've already booked you onto the newly released and updated ship called the 'Hindenburg'".(dun dun dun!)

A red haired younger male put down his magazine and sat up on the couch, "So what exactly is the Hindenburg? Is it like that Titanic ship trip where I pretended to be Leela's and Amy beau's and then the trip went horribly wrong due to Zapp steering the ship into a mess of comets and causing Bender to lose his almost lover and tonnes of cash?"

A one-eyed female entered the living room holding a rolled up poster, "Not really, this time, it's on a floating ship renovated entirely interiorly and exteriorly to imitate it's originality to look like the times of 1930's. She laid down the poster on the table her work mates were sitting around, "the only difference is that it will be jammed packed with our super-technology, hence making it safe and reliable."

"What makes you think it will be safe and reliable when obviously Zapp Brannigan will be announced to pilot?" asked a youthful female of asian decent. Putting down a full house she leaned on the table to grab her winnings, "Bender I saw that, give me that gold bottle top opener, it's your own fault for betting it in! Leela, could you lift the poster a little bit?" The one eyed female obliged then continued to talk.

"I know it will be safe Amy because I'm piloting", Leela said this with a triumphant smirk. Everybody stopped what he or she was doing. A dread locked male with an accent spoke up.

"How'd you manage to swipe the job?"

"Oh, well that was easy, I used to date a German guy named Jeff Haff, a very blonde and dreamy, built and intelligent son-of-a-dog who ran off with a "skinnier" two eyed girl…anyway, turns out he is the great (x21) grand son of the inventor of the ship and gave me the keys as an apology" After taking a breath she pointed to the poster which was a blue print of the ship, "Since you guys are my co-workers I was forced to agree to let you guys help with any emergency escape plans, but their won't be any right?" She looked directly at a grey coated unit, who was sneaking his bottle top opener from Amy's pocket.

"Hey I know this ship, I had to study it back in 6th grade? While I was in school anyway, its one of the most famous man-made disasters in history!" The red haired male explained, he got up and walked towards the map, "let's hope history doesn't repeat itself."

"Let's hope.." Leela replied.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, so Fry, you're telling me that ship blew up or something? That means…" the grey coated unit turned around and muttered to himself. "Do you mind if I change body for the trip?"

"No why?" Leela replied in curiosity.

"Nothing, might be packing for a longer trip, you know, it's gonna be a safe trip right?" Leela ignored his shifty question and began explaining their requirements.

Back in the heart of the Planet Express, Professor Farnsworth was piling papers with extreme anxiousness, until a small metal box was revealed. The lights were dimmed and all windows and doors were closed. He rubbed his temple a few times and muttered several calculations.

"Now, if I were correct, the ship was flown by hydrogen and not helium… use aluminium and perplex…"

He could barely hear Leela talking to the crew. Looking around, and although he knew no-one was their he still continued to cradle over his latest invention. He gave it a last polish and wrapped it up in a coarse brown material and stashed it in a glove compartment above the main controls.

"This should be a safe place to put you…"

He carefully closed the compartment, taking a final look and clicked the latch shut. Walking back to the piles of papers, he boxed them away and put them into an inferno. Everything must maintain a secret. Wiping sweat from his brows, he exited the Planet Express and stepped into the large garage, through the windows he could see everyone busy, huddling over the poster Leela had set out. Looking from left to right, he rummaged through his pocket and found a remote. Giving is a few presses and a turn of the notch, a secret ramp opened to a passageway below his feet and into the distant darkness. Breathing in he stepped underground…

"Right, now listen everyone", Leela said, handing everyone his or her identifications and specified job. "Don't lose these-"

"Hey I look ugly in this photo, when did you take these?" Asked Amy in a whiny voice, her photo made her look as if she had a lazy eye.

"Oh yeah, you think that's bad, check out mine" said Fry almost sounding proud. Amy took one look and cracked up.

"Looks like you swallowed your own vomit!" she said giggling.

"I took these this morning, while you weren't looking, you'd think I was just having a normal chat" she turned her face and made I silent smile. "Anyway, the manual you are holding tells you what your profession will be and from the middle till the end of the manual are German translations."

"It's a dictionary length long Leela!" Fry moaned. He sat down on the couch again and flipped through the pages. "Haha Bender, you even get to learn rude words if you know what I mean." Fry and Bender exchanged winks.

"So as you can see," Leela continued, " I've chosen the most suitable jobs for each of you and hopefully the requirements shouldn't be too hard to learn. Hermes, you will be the temporary head of the department of Customs, Amy in the department of Immigration, Bender in the department of Agriculture and Dr. Zoidberg you're in the department of Public Health. Any questions?"

"Yeah, what about me?" Fry asked, flipping forwards and backwards in the manual.

"Oh right, silly of me, you Fry are in responsibility for clearing any foreign vessels and its passengers, mail, and cargo." She said quickly. "It should be easy, delivering and such".

"That's not fair," He said standing up.

"Well it was the last job left and you know your good at these sorts of things. Look on the bright side, everything is paid for, we just have to pull a few muscles. Anything else?" Fry sat back down and looked through the food translations.

"Yeah, how long is this trip going to take?"

'I think that will take a few weeks or so, the Hindenburg is an old fashioned ship and Jeff want's everything to be the same. First off, we will all be travelling on the Planet Express to Germany, then we'll take the ship to America, then take it back to Germany.."

"What's the point of that?" asked a voice muffled by barnacles.

"It's very important Dr. Zoidberg that we do so", said a stringy male voice.

"Argh, Professor, how long were you standing beside me!" Zoidberg exclaimed.

"Long enough to hear your question", he replied, "ah good, I see Leela has given your instructions and what not." Everyone could see that his coat was tainted with a few burnt singes. "Pack quickly, we will be leaving at 0200 hours tomorrow morning. Remember to pack lightly."

A/n: That's the end of that chapter, hoped you enjoyed it, thanks for reading. I need to see reviews before I continue!