Here's the next chapter of my Futurama fic! Okay, read on!
Later that night, inside a local bar, Amy, Fry and Bender were seated together, Fry fiddling with his Disguise Coat a bit as he was now disguised as a white haired man with a blue suit and red shoes.
"No kidding?" Amy asked in surprise as she took a sip from her beer.
"Yeah, I've been meaning to off myself because of my job of bending suicide booths." Bender sighed. "I mean, is this really all I do with my life? It's just not fair, you know?"
It was then Bender took a large drink of beer from the bottle. Fry, the ever curious guy that he is, asked, "Uh, are you sure you should be drinking thi-"
"Hey, back off, man. I can quit anytime I want!" Bender frowned as he burped fire from his mouth.
Amy turned to Fry. "I think what Bender here is trying to explain is is that alcohol is the only fuel Bender and other robots like him need to live. It's like humans and water. The more robots drink beer, the more their functions can work more properly."
"Oh!" Fry said as he then turned to Bender in embarrassment. "I see."
"Good you see it, pal. Look, you guys, it's been fun talking to you, and I'm glad you came over to listen to a robot's sorrows, but I think it's time for me to go, so... See you around if you die." Bender said as he started to get up and leave.
"Hey, wait a minute, don't go just yet." Fry said. "I mean, besides Amy, you're the first friend I ever made here."
Amy shook her head in shock as Bender turned to Fry in surprise as both of them asked, "You really want a robot for a friend?"
"Since I was six." Fry nodded.
Bender paused to think as he put his hand on the bottom of his head. "Hmmm... You know, I never really had a human friend before... Let alone one human friend and one alien friend..."
"Tell you what." Amy smiled, getting an idea. "Fry and I are, what you consider, rebels. I'm rebelling against the system because of my own personal reasons, and Fry here doesn't want to accept the destined job he's assigned to... You can be one too... I mean, have you ever wanted to bend anything ASIDE from equipment made for suicide booths?"
Bender's eyes widened in surprise. "Huh... I never thought of that. Do you really think I can do that?"
Fry smiled. "With any luck, I think you can bend whatever the hell you want. What do you say?"
"Well..." Bender paused... Then he shrugged. "Eh, all right. But if you need a patsy for whatever criminal stuff you're going to do, don't look to me."
Amy giggled. "We wouldn't dream of it. Welcome to the Rebels side! If you're up to it, I'm going to take Fry here to see his nephew tomorrow. After the New Year starts, of course. If you want to join up, the Professor is looking for new people to help bend things."
"Nothing on suicide booths?" Bender raised an invisible eyebrow.
Amy laughed once again. "We're mainly a package delivery crew. So, any bending done is any type of bending at all."
"Sounds tempting..." Bender paused as Fry looked out the window... And yelped as he noticed a familiar face outside the bar, asking someone and holding a picture.
"Amy, Amy!" Fry shook Amy's shoulder as she turned to Fry in confusion. Fry pointed out the window. "That's the Cyclops I told you about!"
Amy turned towards where Fry was pointing, and she did see the purple hair and one eye, looking around. "Don't sweat, Fry. I'm sure she won't come in here."
Unfortunately, as soon as she said it, Leela walked into the bar in curiosity, trying to find the boy that escaped responsibility. Fry yelped as he turned his head.
Bender turned in confusion. "What are you so worried about? You're in a disguise, she won't recognize you."
"That is true, Fry." Amy nodded. "Come on, even I don't recognize you."
Fry paused as he looked between his two new friends and the one-eyed girl looking for him. Fry sighed. "Regardless, I don't think we should stay here another minute. We need a better place to talk."
Amy sighed. "If that's what you feel, all right. Just let me pay for dinner and we'll be on our way."
A few moments later, Leela was still looking around for the boy that was eluding her. Even though she did agree with that boy that life wasn't fair, she knew that destiny can never be denied... And this was the first person she had ever seen rebelled against this. She could hardly believe it, yet she knew the boy was still breaking a law.
Leela sighed, seeing that she was wasting time here, so she started to head back towards the entrance. At that moment, she ran into someone.
"Hey!" Leela frowned as she turned towards three figures.
"Sorry, we didn't mean to run into you!" Amy said in worry as Fry still in the disguise coat, hid his face nervously as Bender held his hands up.
Leela looked at the three nervous people as she sighed. "No, I'm sorry. You see, I've been trying to find an escaped person all afternoon. It's just... I&ve been under pressure, you know?"
"Trust me lady, I feel your pain." Bender said.
Leela nodded as she held up the poster of Fry. "Anyway, you didn't happen to see him, did you?"
Fry looked a bit nervous as Amy shook her head. Bender raised an eyebrow... And snapped his fingers, getting an idea. "Actually, I think I might have seen him."
"You have?" Leela gasped as she looked at the robot, both Fry and Amy were nervous.
"Well, I saw him in line on a suicide booth between Binary and Elm."
Fry and Amy's eyes widened, as did Leela's. "Oh no... Tell me he wasn't that stupid!"
Don't worry, he didn't. He noticed people going in, but not coming out, so he got out of line, and last I saw him, he was heading north of Binary."
Leela sighed in relief. "Thanks. Now I have a general direction, at least!"
With that, Leela ran out the door as the disguised Fry and Amy sighed in relief as Fry smiled towards Bender. "Hey, thanks for saving my ass back there."
"Anytime. Besides, those fake directions can only stall for so long." Bender said.
"Okay... So, where do we go now?" Amy asked.
"I have a good recommendation for ya!" Bender smirked as Fry and Amy leaned in and listened.
And that's this chapter done. Read and review!