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"Are you sure that Leela girl won't recognize me under this coat?" Fry asked as he and Amy were walking together down the streets of New New York, Amy having to hold his hand so he wouldn't get lost.

"Positive. Plus, you got to admit, I did really good with your hair." Amy giggled as she held up her pocket mirror to Fry as he examined his newly combed hair... though the little spike in front was still sticking out. "Sorry I couldn't get that spike though, but I'm sure it won't make a difference."

"I get the hair combing... and you really do great at hair..." Fry smiled towards Amy as she giggled. "...but why the trenchcoat? I didn't think the future would still hold this corny gag disguise."

"It's not just an ordinary trenchcoat. All you have to do is say 'Disguise On' whenever you're wearing it, and you'll be disguised as anything you'd like, anything or anyone you're thinking of. If you want to go back to normal, just say 'All's well'. It's one of Professor Farnsworth's good inventions... and they don't usually get that good." Amy explained.

"A trenchcoat that can disguise you as anything? Hmmm... Disguise On!" Fry said as all of a sudden, a bright flash blinded his eyes. When the light cleared, Amy gasped. "What's wrong?"

"Well... I never seen the trenchcoat disguise anyone has the... opposite gender before." Amy said, putting it delicately.

"Really? Can I see what I look like in that pocket mirror of yours?" Fry asked.

Amy nodded as she handed over the mirror as Fry took it. Fry groaned as he was now looking into the face of a girl with brown hair, a purple shirt and a blue skirt.

"All's well..." Fry groaned as a bright light formed him back to his regular self.

Amy then noticed the hurt in Fry's eyes as she looked down, uncomfortable. "Uh... that girl you were disguised as... was she a... friend of yours?"

"Used to be a girlfriend of mine back in the twentieth century... we used to like the same stuff, and we always hung around together... all the times we spent with each other, making out with one another, it was all in good times, but... there was just something off with her... I think something changed within her because well... I haven't really 'pleased' her in the relationship, and she always cheated on me... actually, before I got frozen accidentally, she ditched me for another guy."

"Oh..." Amy looked down. "I'm... I'm sorry, Fry. I didn't mean to bring back any painful memories... a pretty recent one for you..."

"Recent for me... probably a thousand to a million years ago to anyone else... but you know what? I think I prefer living here in this timeline." Fry smiled.

"Really?" Amy said in surprise. "From the way you phrased that, it sounded like things were bad back in your timeline for you..."

"Oh, they were the worst. You know how I said I refused my job as delivery boy..." Fry said.

"Yes, and an awesome rebel you are, rebelling at your own pace!" Amy smiled.

"Well... back in my timeline, I worked as a pizza delivery boy and... even though I love the place... quite frankly, my job sucked." Fry said. "I just want to get away from all of that, you know? Just... get away from all that responsibility that people expect you to do... like 'work down to the bone', 'don't waste your time'..."

Amy scoffed as she leaned towards Fry. "Yeah, or 'when are you going to settle down' or 'give us grandchildren'!"

Fry looked over at Amy in surprise. "Sounds like you have issues of your own."

"Don't get me wrong, Fry, I love my family, they're great people... but sometimes, they don't understand that I just want to live my own life. I mean, if I find a man I want to settle down with, I will... just not now and not when I still have a life to live! They're basically the reason I moved out of Mars so that I could pursue an education."

"Your parents must be good at what they do so that you can afford education..." Fry said in surprise.

"Well..." Amy blushed a bit. "When you're from a rich family, it's to be expected."

"Wait... you're rich?" Fry said in surprise.

"Well... we're not as rich as everybody says..." Amy blushed a bit... before looking down in shame. "Though we are still pretty rich... and I do belong in a sorority..."

"Hey... it's awesome... and I don't care whether you're rich or poor... I just hope we can still be friends." Fry said.

"Aren't we already friends, Fry?" Amy giggled.

Fry gave a chuckle as he blushed. "Yeah, I suppose you might say that..."

"Now, I suppose you're wondering... 'hey, it can't be just about those characters, what about the robot or the one-eyed girl or... even the old guy?' Don't worry, we're about to get to one of these people... right about... now!"

"Wow... your version of events of the twentieth century sure is different from how the people see the twentieth century." Amy said in surprise.

"You'd be really surprised that science fiction movies had their novelties... but seeing this place and the people that are inhabiting it... I don't think it's so much 'science fiction' anymore. We also had telephone booths in the twentieth century..." Fry smiled... before spotting a booth with a line nearby. "Oh hey, here's one of them now! Hey, Amy, do you have a quarter I can borrow? Maybe I can call my nephew now and let him..."

Amy frowned as she pulled Fry back to him. "Fry, you're cute, but you have a LOT to learn about the beginning of the thirty-first century! That is not a phone booth! I don't think we even had one of those in years!"

"Huh? But if that's not a phone booth, then wh-" Fry started before Amy pointed.

"Look close, Fry." Amy sighed as she pointed towards the door. "Do you see that guy going in?"

"Huh-uh." Fry nodded.

"Wait a moment..." Amy sighed... before the door opened as the other guy came in. "There we go... see that guy? He entered in the booth."

"Hey, that's not fair!" Fry said. "You can't share the booth!"

"You could... if you would..." Amy sighed. "That isn't a phone booth. That is a suicide booth!"

"A suicide booth? People passed a law saying they could build one of those?" Fry said in shock. "Why would they do that?"

"I really don't know, it's one of those complicated law things..." Amy sighed. "Look, I know you want to talk to the professor... but let's just wait on that a while, okay? We're just exploring..."

"Sorry, Amy." Fry said as he was about to grab Amy's hand again... before noticing a robot about to go in line. "Oh, wow!"

"Fry, come back here!" Amy frowned as Fry ran off from her. Amy sighed as she muttered to herself, "Great, how did I become responsible for one twentieth century kid... it's almost like trying to catch a kid at a candy store! FRY!"

Fry came over to the robot, who looked at him and raised an eyebrow. Fry looked the robot over as he said, "Are you a real live robot, or is this one of those New Year costumes?"

The robot, looking offended, frowned. "Bite my shiny metal ass."

Fry looked down towards the robot's bottom as he said, "It... doesn't look all that shiny..."

"Well, it's shinier than yours, meatbag." The robot frowned as Amy caught up with them. "Now, can you hurry this conversation along, I really have to use that suicide booth?"

"What? Why would you want to do that?" Fry asked.

The robot sighed. "Do you really have to ask that, kid?"

"Uh, let me be the first to say I am sorry about this, Mr., uh..." Amy paused, grabbing Fry's hand.

The robot gave a bit of a smile as he said, "Heh, you can call me Bender."

The robot then frowned again as he muttered, "Not that it matters, anyway... I am going to be offing myself soon, so why bother..."

"...yeah, sorry he interrupted you, it's just... he's new to this area, he just got unfrozen, been unfrozen since the beginning of the year 2000." Amy said. "We'll be on our way..."

"2000?" That got Bender's attention as he turned towards the leaving adult pair. "Hey, hold on a second!"

Fry and Amy turned as Bender examined Fry a bit. "Hmmm... huh, now that I think about it, I've seen a lot of humans around when I walk around, but I don't think I've seen you in this area... I want to go off myself now and end my pain... but looking at you... I'm curious. What's your life story, pal?"

"First, tell me why you want to off yourself? I didn't think robots would want to kill themselves." Fry said.

"Well..." Bender paused. "It's a bit of a long story, it works better if I had a little drink or two..."

"You mean like... go to a bar?" Amy smiled. "Actually... I was planning on taking Fry there myself, just to get dinner. You can come along if you like."

"Well..." Bender paused... then shrugged. "Heh, all right, I might as well have a few last drinks, but after I tell you what I know, and you tell me your stories, I'm going back to that suicide booth."

"Fair enough." Amy said as the three of them started walking off. "Come on, let's go get drunk! Whoo-hoo!"

"Huh. You know, pal, your girlfriend seems to be the party type! Good choice!" Bender smirked.

"Girlfriend? She's just my guide!" Fry said.

"Sure she is." Bender gave a bit of a smirk as the three of them continued walking along.

And with that, Bender has been introduced! More to come, don't miss out! Read and review!