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These updates take awhile because I keep making too many fanfictions and I'm only working on two Fanfictions at a time. Thank you for your patience.

Fry was silent for a moment trying to really think this time.

Taking a deep breath, he finally replied, "Yeah, I think it is. I have absolutely no idea why she spiked my beer."

S'Meg's jaw dropped in surprise, hitting the ground*.

*If you seen a cartoon character's jaw hit the ground in an actual cartoon, you'd know what I mean.

"Best you leave right now, meatbag." Bender said to S'Meg.

S'Meg scoffed, before she told both Bender and Fry, "Then get outta here already!"

The duo obliged, leaving her apartment, with Fry telling Bender, "Thanks for saving my butt; I really needed that."

"Don't worry about it, Fry. Think about what I did the next time I need your neck for a bottle opener."

Fry chuckled, before he said, "Let's just go back to the ship, or maybe meet up with Leela and the others."

Bender was surprised Fry wanted to go back to the ship when it was past work hours and they were in their apartment.

"Let's just go home, and rest up for the day." Fry told him. "Yeah, let's." Bender replied.

Bender activated his shut off button and Fry climbed into his pristine bed. They both drifted off to sleep, until the very next day...

Fry woke up at 5:30 getting a well deserved rest last night. He yawned, showered, and got dressed, before he eventually went to get breakfast as usual. Some time later, he finished eating and headed out.

It could just be the stress of last night, but Fry believed the person he was running away from was following him.

"Hey, Fry. You look like you're havin' a rough morning, are you?" Bender asked.

"Is there something wrong?" Hermes asked.

Fry wasn't use to his friends actually asking him if he was doing alright or not.

"It seems pretty unusual for you guys to bring that up, but...I've been acting a little paranoid concerning that shapeshifter." Fry replied.

"Paranoid? Shapeshifter? Oh, wait...I know that girl..." Leela asked, before she pondered and recalled her brief memories with S'Meg.

She remembered her from the gym she and her attended.

"So you're telling me you know her?" Fry asked.

"Precisely. She goes to the same gym as I do." Leela replied, causing Fry to scratch his head in thought.

"Has she ever done stuff like this to you or your friends?"

"Well, so far, she's spiked my beer with a love potion, causing me to go ga-ga for her. And to think, she was such a friendly alien." Fry replied.

"She is a friendly alien. She is pretty good at working out and keeping up with everyone."

"But I don't understand why she'd drug my beer with a love potion." Fry said, sporting a rather confused expression.

"Because your an alcoholic and love potion is easy to acquire." Leela guessed.

An instantly mortified Fry facepalmed himself, and Bender couldn't help but say, "Heh. Who would've thought? Sounded like she wanted to take advantage of that habit of yours."

Fry was tempted to just give up drinking so he wouldn't be affected by a slipped in potion ever again.

"I really feel like I should quit drinking so much..." he said to himself. "But how...?" he asked himself as he began to ponder things.

"Oh sure, ask the robot who survives on drinking alcohol how to stop drinking. What you need is a visit from Mr. Work."

Fry let out a very anxious sigh.

Later on, he was told to visit Mr. Work, and he was very reluctant, but at the same time, there were others who were encouraging him to get better and stop drinking so much. But he just helped with the cleaning, taking out the garbage, and the deliveries people were waiting for.

"Long, eye sour, and taking away the joy I once felt with S'Meg."

"Well, that's pretty bad to hear. I think there's more stuff you could actually do: like playing games, or probably socializing with us. And if you ever want a drink, there's always coffee or tea...perhaps soda pop." Amy replied.

Amy always knew how to lighten Fry up, he sometimes wondered why he ever broke up with her.

"How does playing in an arcade sound to you?" he asked her.

"Oh, definitely!" she replied with a smile.

Fry knew all kinds of arcade games people from the future seem to have no talent in.

Soon, they arrived at the video arcade, and Fry eagerly began searching for some fun games for him and Amy to co-op play.
Since Amy was too good at golf games for Fry to be a challenge, he picked dance games. It would get Fry moving and Amy liked to boogie.

"How does 'Go Dance Already' sound?" Fry asked.

"Sounds neat. Let's try it out!" Amy replied.

Fry himself put in the coins and stood on the spot he wanted because he did the rich girls job.

Amy stood next to him, and after finding a song of her choice, the song in question began. Fry had wondered what song in particular she chose. Turns out she choose a song sung by a famous singer who likes to dance.

"Whoa! Is this one of your favorite songs?" Fry asked.

"Yeah. I have about a dozen favorite songs Kief never listens to with me."

Turns out the singer was Lady Gaga.

"It's Telephone; besides, you never heard of Lady Gaga?" Amy asked, moments before the song began, and the two began to move in synch with the people on screen.

They kept seeing Lady Gaga's spirit making that pose to tell people to stop calling as she doesn't want to talk anymore.

Fry couldn't help but enjoy dancing to the beat, all the way to the end of the song. When they finally saw the results, he noticed Amy did somewhat better than he did, but he wouldn't hold it against her. He was happy to know they were having a great time.

"Do you remember the name of the alien who tried to make you fall in love with her?" Amy asked playfully punching Fry's shoulder.

"Um...was it something like S'Meg, I think?" Fry asked.

"S'Meg, huh? Pretty cool-sounding name, I gotta admit." Amy replied with a grin.

Fry didn't really think about how the name sounded, all he cared about was how the lady named S'Meg behaved.

"She seems like a very nice, very friendly girl, but what boggles my mind is how she took advantage of my drinking habits by spiking my beer with a love potion." he explained.

"Really? That's pretty unexpected for someone who's really nice." Amy replied.

"Yeah. At least Bender helped me figure this out before she made me her lovesick puppy my whole life."

"Good to know he's on your side." she said, before asking, "You want to play some games? I hear there's a run and gun style romp nearby."

"Really? No one ever invites me to those kinds of things. Sure."

They would then head to the game in question, being titled, 'Operation: Doomsday'. It was a game similar to the original Ikari Warriors game.

Fry was good at playing games so he was prepared.

With both players in the game, they began shooting through demonic enemies, doing their best not to shoot any bystanders, as well wailing on the first boss's ass.

Since it was the first boss, a cheat sheet pretty much showed itself from he inside of Fry's brain. Fry twiddled on the joystick before pressing on the shooting button three times.

"Whoa, I didn't know you could shoot as much as you want!" he exclaimed.

"Really? Which reminds me..." Amy said, before deciding to follow suit. "But what I've heard, you have to be careful with the ammo you pick up."

Fry wondered if she was saying that was something to keep track of later in the game than right now. Was there any incendiary ammo in this game?

It turns out there were various types of ammo, but unlike the default ammo, which was infinite, it had a limited number. Well, gotta make the most of it, Fry thought to himself.

Fry wasn't really good when it came to pressure like when he was in a situation he had to follow directions from Leela to get out of, but when it came to games he was at the top of his game.

Eventually, they had finished another boss, before finally losing their remaining lives halfway through the game. Amy told him with a smile, "Not bad! I gotta say, that game was a lot of fun!"

"Yeah. I didn't know the year 3000 could still come up with games that make you feel like your in the 90s."

"I guess we all needed a little nostalgia in our arcade games sometimes." Amy said.

"You wanna grab some lunch or something?" Fry asked.

"Sure. Since this is my day with you how about some fish or fish with rice...no, rice is too filling. You need to try a fish burger or something." Amy said.

"Oh, sure. I'm up for that!" he replied with a smile.

Later on, they found a spiffy-looking cafe, where, true to his word, Fry ordered a fish burger, as did Amy. When they got to the table of their choosing, he bit down into the burger. Whoa, this is actually pretty decent, he thought to himself.

Amy could tell he liked it because Fry's eyes always had this spark in them when he enjoyed something.

"Just because sardines are extinct doesn't mean we are low on very tasty fish." She said.

"I gotta agree with you on that." Fry replied, and the two smiled at each other. It seemed that this outing was enough for them reconsider the idea of getting back together.

At the end of the date, both of them were brushing their hands and hair trying to figure out what to say now.

"So, uh..." Amy said, before trailing off.

"Hey...Amy, I..." Fry said, before he also trailed off as well.

"Y'know, I was thinking..."

"About what?"

"Fry, I was wondering if we could, like, give our relationship another shot?"

"Whoa, really?!"

Fry was red from the thought of getting back with Amy. He wasn't sure if he was ready for it.

"I...Well, I'm kinda not sure...but..." he said.

"I'm certain you'll think it over, right?" she asked.

Fry smiled and nodded his head. "Yeah. This is something I don't want to goof up on."

"Alright, let's head back." he added, before he and Amy left.

Fry had to be dropped off home first since he didn't have her way of going places.

"Catch you later!" she exclaimed, leaving Fry alone as he let out a sigh of relief, indicating he was tired from all that hanging around and things like that.

He couldn't wait to go back into the apartment and tell Bender about his day.

Fry was able to find Bender, napping on the sofa. "Hey, Bender! I decided to go hang out with Amy at the arcade, and got some lunch along the way." he said, which prompted the robot to stir as he began turning himself on.

"Amy likes to be told to shut up and likes it when you don't have shirtless sleeves. Do that and you can do her."

"Shirtless sleeves?" Fry asked, his eyes blinking in surprise. "Uh...don't you mean sleeveless shirts?"

Fry smacked his head for saying it wrong to Bender.

"Your right. Must have just had so much fun I can't think straight."

"Okay, uh...shirtless sleeves, then?" he finally asked.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I'm talking about!" Bender replied.

Fry moved his arms a little bit to show Bender how cool he would look if his arms were seen.

"So far, so good. But you know what would be even better? If you pumped up your arms so that they can bigger. In other words, gain some muscle, string cheese!" Bender told him.

Fry began to think it over, before he finally nodded, and said, "Allright, I'll try."

Last time Fry when to the gym he had an erotic time while Zoidberg went crazy from his species need to mate with another of his species.

Let's hope that nothing eventful happens, he thought to himself.

Having changed into his workout clothes, he headed to the gym, and after taking a slug from his bottle of water, he began to lift weights.

He started with an empty bar lifting eight reps before taking a one minute break and then retrying the same rep. Every two reps he would add ten pounds on his 45 pound bar.

So far, he seemed to get the hang of it. When he reached the 45 pound limit, he hoped he could do his best. He breathed in, remembered to lift straight not bend it when raising it up, and moved quickly.

After several more reps, Fry sat back and drank his water bottle. Hopefully, in the next few days, my arms might look better, he thought to himself.

Suddenly, he was looking at a sardonic smile. It was someone else in the gym, big as a beefcake with lots of muscles but no hair on his head. His eyes were ordinary blue because even menacing looking people can have beautiful eyes.

"Hey flea, the girl over there wants to talk to you." He said, keeping that sardonic smile.

Fry looked-hard as it was with his big waist-behind the beefcake to see S'Meg was looking at him.

"Hey, Fry!" S'Meg said with a smile.

"Whoa! How you'd get here?" Fry asked, sporting a surprised expression.

He wasn't sure if she was stalking him or if this was entirely coincidence.