Bender had accidentally made a wrong comment today. The punishment he got was more brutal than the ones before.
Owen had come in with that same toolkit he always came in the room with. Bender knew another hour or two of agony was to come. The robot slipped off the bed and limped over to the table, his leg tube still broken.
As he got on the table, Bender felt his arms just lay limp. There was nothing he could do anymore. He hated it. Owen started to work on him and accidentally hit something that caused Bender to lash out.
"Ow! Motherfucker! I'll fucking kill you!" He yells, grabbing Owens arm and squeezing it with somehow surprising strength he gained.
Owen didn't approve of this, he yanked Benders hand away and grabbed Bender by his broken in half antenna. The sharp end of it poking into his flesh but at the time, the man didn't care.He was angry. Bender screwed up again. He always screwed up.
"W-wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean-" Owen ripped a piece of the robots metal off, which the bending unit replied with a painful shriek.
Owen growled at the scream, it almost made his ears bleed. The girlish high pitched noise was a very loud octave and was a painful frequency to any human or robot besides Bender himself. "Shut the fuck up!" He yelled and then he backhanded Bender across the face, causing the bot to roll off the table once again in his prison.
Bender felt tears well up in his visor. Shit. He wasn't supposed to cry, never once did he cry in this hellhole. Now, he was.
Owen just smirked mischievously at this. He made the robot suffer. Suffer so many things.
The man went ahead and quieted the unit by turning off Benders voice box. No words came out of his mouthplate, but anyone could be able to tell Bender was screaming for mercy. "Not so tough now, are you?" Owen laughed. He went ahead and picked up what looked to me a wooden stick with a metal end from Benders eyesight. As his shadow loomed over the robot, Owen grinned. It was too late when Bender realized what was coming. His voice box turned on.
"WAIT-"
The tool smashed down on him, hard. It had knocked Bender out, resetting some of his processers and messing with his binary. The robot shut down after about two hits, he didn't know what happened after that.
The men in uniforms sat at the meeting table, everyone was looking at them, awaiting the information of what was going on. The one in the middle spoke first.
"We are momcorps friendly robot company's special force unit, FYRA, Find Your Robot Agency"
The crew assumed he was the leader. He had a dark skin tone and blonde hair. Behind his glasses were chocolate brown eyes. He wore a ring on his finger, assuming he was most likely married to somebody.
He continued, "I am agent Jason, level 10 of the emergency quadrant" he explains, "this is my crew, agent Pox, level 8" he gestures to a man with brown skin and black poofy hair that was kept up in a messy bun, the man had a slight beard and some other facial hair as well as almond eyes. "And this is agent Aron, level 9" this man was pale with blue eyes, nothing special about him.
Everyone else in the room says their hello's and greetings. "Can we get to the point?" Fry rolls his eyes, taking up Benders attitude in some way.
Bender was his boyfriend, of course the snark rubbed off on him. However, it didn't excuse his behavior. Leela elbowed him and Fry grimaced, "ow!" The mutant glares at the man, "be nice" she says through gritted teeth.
"Okay, okay, fine, whatever" Fry responds. All he cared about what his boyfriend.
Agent Jason made a gesture for someone to give him something, he was handed a file by Agent Pox. He opened it and looked through it.
He started to speak, eyeing the crew while he did so, "Name is Bender Bending Rodriguez, Bending Unit 22. He was Built in the factory of Tijuana, Mexico and inspected by #5. He has a severe list of crime records..." The man hums in thought for a minute before he went on, "Says something about a history with a virus and having to be sent to the loony bin twice. He was designed for bending girders for suicide booths. That however, doesn't seem to be apparent now. Serial number, data outage, CPU, any faulty wires or coding history, WiFi, storage space, he was built with extendable arms for high to reach places"
Jason finished off the information and puts the file down, "that him?"
"Yes, that's correct!" Amy says hugging Kif and giving him a peck on the cheek. The alien giggles nervously. Zoidberg just smiles at the two, happy to have at least a moment.
Agent Aron then went ahead and got out another file, handing it to the leader of the trio. Jason opened it up, "this is a copy of the most recent contract we could find, however, we can't seem to locate the man who bought the unit off you"
He then goes ahead and slides the contract to everyone else on the other side of the table. The paper flipping so they could read it.
As everyone reads it silently, Leela announced, "someone named Owen?" Her voice laced with confusion and worry.
Agent Jason nods, "yes, apparently he has had a significant past with buying robots and never returning him, never found a single one of those poor machines..." Jason frowned and bowed his head in a respectable manner.
"It's time to change that" He says with a found determination, "however, locating him will be a very difficult process and I will need two or three people to go with me and my team"
Everyone looked at each other for a moment. Then, someone stepped up, "I'll do it" Fry says, "that robot we're searching for is my boyfriend and I'm going to do anything to get him back"
The three men nodded, "alright then, you go ahead and stand over in that area" Jason points over to a spot with his pen and Fry goes to it. Leela steps up too, "I'll come too, I'm skilled at martial arts and am a great captain, you'll probably need my help, plus me, Fry and Bender have always been a team"
Fry smiles softly at her, whispering a small, "thank you" and Leela nods back. Agent Jason recorded the names down in a notepad, along with other information and stood up, "we will keep in contact with the rest of you all, sending you new information or things we can't figure out as two of you have majors in science"
The crew nods and the agents motion for Fry and Leela to follow, so they did. It was going to be one hell of a journey.