Hello everyone! Just wanted to say thank you to the epitome of randomness, and Forts to reviewing my first chapter! Thanks! Anyway, here's my second chapter. Enjoy!

The shade over Bender's eyes slowly rose up as he started to reboot himself.

"What the…uh, my head." He said as he rubbed his metal head. He sat up from the red couch he was on. He soon realized though after looking around the room for about ten seconds that he had no idea where he was.

"Where am I?" Suddenly he heard footsteps coming towards the room. He immediately jumped up, as a mysterious person wearing overalls and covered with filth entered the room.

"Oh good you're up!" She said cheerfully.

"Who the hell are you meat-bag?" He said rather rudely.

"Oh I'm…"

"Won't talk huh? Well how about if you meet my little friend!" He opened up his stomach hoping to whip out some sort of weapon.

"Um…that's a beer bottle." She said. Bender then looked at the object realizing she was right. He quickly threw it back into his compartment moving his eyes around the room, hoping to avoid eye contact with her.

"Oh, uh, I knew that! Come on, come on, where's that gun?" He mumbled to himself as he rummaged through his compartment. He rummaged for a little while, before the girl finally said something.

"Um, look you don't need a weapon. I'm here to help you. I…"

"Oh you're here to help me?! Well I'll show you what help is sister! I'll…" But as he was shaking his fist towards her, he noticed something different.

"Hey, my hands are extra shiny…and my arms too, and the rest of me!"

"Yeah, hope you don't mind, but in order fix you I had to get all the gunk from the rubble out of your seams, and stuff. Sorry 'bout that." Bender looked himself over. He couldn't remember the last time he looked this good, (not that he didn't always look good), but he couldn't let her know.

"Oh it's alright I suppose." He said trying to act nonchalant.

"Well, hi I'm Cindy. Cindy Carmella."

"Hi I'm Bender. Bender Bending Rodriguez." She couldn't help but chuckle.

"That's an interesting name for a robot."

"Well, you see it's my name 'cause I was made in Mexico. See!" He said opening his compartment door revealing the "Hecho en Mexico," sign, making Cindy laugh even more.

"Oh…you're funny Bender."

"Gee thanks. Hey can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Where the hell am I?"

"Oh sorry! You're at my place. I had to take you back here so I could fix you up with my tools."

"Oh…can I ask you another question?"

"Sure."

"Are you a guy?" She was still for a few seconds, until a smile curled upon her lips, and she started to laugh hysterically.

"Is that a yes?" He asked, but she couldn't answer, for she was too busy holding her sides.

"HA HA…oh, ha, oh…no, ha, Bender…I'm-I'm not a guy. Though I guess I don't exactly look my best now do I?"

"Nope, guess not."

"Yeah…sorry about that as well. I was fixing something else why you were resting."

"You really like fixin' stuff don't ya?"

"Yeah, I always loved fixing things ever since I was little. It's my favorite past time. Well, you probably want to get going huh?"

"What…oh yeah."

"Here I'll show you out." She opened her door for him.

"Well it was nice to meet you Bender."

"Yeah like wise. Thanks for fixin' me up for free and stuff."

"Hey no problem." She gently closed the door as he left. But just as she turned around, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it and found Bender standing there.

"Um, I can't remember where I live."

"Really? Hmmm… here, let me take a look at your head." She opened up the back of his head, and pulled out his memory card. It was covered with dust from the construction site, and even a few parts of it had fallen off.

"Oh man. You're memory chip really got busted up bad. Can you remember anything about where you live or work Bender?" Bender rubbed his nonexistent chin for a second.

"Hmmm, I do remember something about Planet Express, and being surrounded by people that I hate."

"Oh, Planet Express? I know where that is! It's only a couple miles from here. Come on I'll drive you there."

"Well you know, they always taught me in school never to take rides from strangers! So…what did you say your name was again?"

"Um, Cindy."

"Okay now were not strangers anymore. Let's go!"

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"Here we are, Planet Express."

"Oh yeah I know this place! Here's where I work with all the losers.

"I'll take you inside…just to make sure." She said. The two walked into the Planet Express building. They walked over to the bridge where they could hear voices.

"Hey Leela! Maybe if I kick it it'll start working!"

"Fry don't be an idiot! You can't just…" But ignoring Leela as he usually did, he kicked the ship as hard as he possibly could.

"OW!" He screamed as he jumped up and down on one of his feet while holding the one he had kicked this ship with in his hands.

"Oh dear lord…"

"Hey everyone, Bender's back!" Bender shouted at the two as he and Cindy looked at them from the railing.

"You guys back from your delivery already?" He asked.

"No! Something is wrong with the ship. We can't even get it to lift off the ground!" Leela stated in her angry and frustrated tone.

"Hey Bender…who's she? She is a she…isn't she?" Fry asked, acknowledging the girl standing next to Bender.

"Fry!"

"What?"

"It's alright I get it all the time. Hi I'm Cindy! I…"

"Oh lord, are you a cop? What did Bender do now?"

"Oh, uh, noth…"

"Because whatever he did we'll promise we'll pay the fee."

"Unless it's more then we can afford."

"I'm not a cop, and Bender didn't do anything wrong. He got a little messed up at the construction site so I fixed him up. I just wanted to make sure he got here okay."

"Oh well…thank you." Leela said, kind of surprised.

"Yeah well just to tell you, he may need a new memory chip, because the one he has now sort of got busted up."

"Well we'll make sure to get him a new one."

"Great…well um, I should get going. Bye Bender." She was about to walk out, when suddenly Bender had an impulse, and a weird one at that.

"Hey Leela! Why don't we have Cindy look at the ship? She's good with fixing things! Look at the shine job she did on me!"

"Is that true Cindy? Are you good at fixing things?"

"Well I'm alright I suppose…I've always been pretty good with my hands."

"Because if you could fix the ship, we'd be happy to pay you."

"Unless we can't afford it." Fry said again. A smile made it's away across Cindy's lips.

"Well…let's have a look at that spaceship then, shall we?"

Yeah I know, kind of a weird chapter! Hope you still liked it anyway! R & R!