Fry and Bender stood up front of Walt, Larry and Ignar who were all tied together in 3 chairs next to the conference table. Bender pulled out an old boom box he had stolen from the New New York Museum of natural history and placed it on the desk.
"What are you going to do torture us?" Walt sneered.
The Bending bot gave his patented evil gaze and hit the play button. "I'm walking on sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves began to fill the room with its uplifting beat. Fry began to sing along with the song in delight.
"NO, anything but that!" Walt pleaded.
"Not until you tell me everything." Bender demanded.
Walt shook his head negetively and Bender shut off the horrible music that Fry had been dancing too." Hey, whadja do that for, it was getting to the best part!"
"Fry why don't you go see if Dr. Zoidberg is home. He is better at torture than anyone I've ever heard of." Bender asked.
Fry exited the building and found the familiar lobster perched atop of his dumpster. His nose began to burn from the fowl stench.
"Fry! My dear friend, what brings you to my humble adobe?" Zoidberg exclaimed.
"Uh Zoidberg this is a dumpster. Anyway we sort of need your assistance upstairs. There are 3 men in dire need of medical treatment!" Fry lied.
Zoidberg jumped from his perch, his sandaled feet clacked on the muddy ground. He reached into a pocket and sucked on a can.
"Tell me, mmm, Fry why should I? Your company fired Zoidberg, they did!" Zoidberg said in between slurps.
"Because Zoidberg, people need your help! You're a doctor!" Fry pleaded.
"My God, Fry your right! As a shell fish of medicine I am obliged to help those in need, I am. Thanks for helping me see the light again my friend!" Zoidberg dropped his can. "To the room with the tables and the scalpels and what not!"
Fry followed the lobster up the stairs and back into the conference room. If Zoidberg could do anything medically related, it was torture a victim to the verge of tears. He referred to his victims as patients however.
"What seems to be the problem gentlemen." Zoidberg began to examine Larry's eyes with a small flashlight.
"We found them and they looked like this!" Bender went on.
Zoidberg began looking at Ignar. "My gosh, this man is suffering from boneitis he is!"
"There's no time, I must amputate now! Get me a bucket of hot water and some peroxide!" He ordered. "I don't want to risk using any drugs to put you under, so I will have to do this cold turkey, I will"
Zoidberg prepared to snip off Ignar's hand but stopped when he started to whimper in fear, Bender pulled his claws away.
"What are you doing robit? This man is on his final breaths!" Zoidberg screamed.
"Start shooting words out of your cramhole or my friend here will turn you into guacamole!" The Hispanic robot ordered.
"Der, well tin man, Mom said if we killed you, she'd take me to Toys R Us!" Ignar tried to explain, his limited mind wasn't enough to convey the information.
"Toys R Us, eh? You shop there too?" Fry asked.
Ignar nodded happily. "Fine, untie the moron. Looks like Fry just made a new best friend." Bender told Zoidberg.
Dr. Zoidberg snipped the ropes that where holding Ignar in place and he got up. "Gee thank you are you Santa Claus?" He asked.
"No, I'm his friend Jesus!" Zoidberg joked with the childish man.
Fry and Ignar walked out of the room, for God only knows why. Bender began his interrogation.
"Ok, now the morons are gone, lets get down to business!" Bender demanded.
Fry and Ignar were playing with action figures while cries and howls of pain filled the room behind the closed doors. They played like 2 innocent children in the school yard. Soon Bender burst through the doors and stomped the action figures into small bits of plastic.
"Hey that was a collectable!" Fry cried.
"Fry, your 1025 years old, aren't you a tad bit old to be playing with dolls?" Bender asked.
"Well, his Mom lets him!" Fry pointed to Ignar.
"Come on, they squealed like Plutonian Pigs! Mom is behind all of this!" Bender said.
"Well yeah Bender, what was the point in torturing them?" Fry asked.
"Because, I wanted to! Now lets go chump!" Bender said running toward the PE ship.
Leela stood at the window of her office, looking at the city. She had gotten her old job back, after hours and hours of begging. It had only been 2 weeks but she missed the more adventurous times she had piloting the Planet Express ship through the galaxy, even the adventure of keeping Bender from stealing everything from her locker. Something caught the attention of her eye. It was the Planet Express ship heading straight for the Mom's Friendly Robot Company.
"Now why would they be going there?" Leela asked herself puzzled.
"Guenther, you'll have to tell me about being the president of Fox later, cover for me!" Leela told the little monkey wearing a black hat.
She poked her head outside of her office, making sure her boss wasn't around. It would look bad to skip out of work, when you were absent for 7 years to begin with. It was a good thing she had saved all of those vacation days. Satisfied she headed toward the elevator. She heard a familiar Hindu voice. Damn it, he's heading right this way.
Looking around the empty hallway she duct behind a hospital gurney for some of the unlucky patients that got freezer burn. She watched as his feet walked right by. Now was her chance she sprinted toward the elevator and hit the down button.