They're baacckk...
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Category:
+1 through F › Futurama
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
37,723
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Futurama, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
They're baacckk...
I own nothing o_0
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"Good news, everyone!" said the Professor, walking into the room where Fry, Leela, and Bender were watching T.V.
"Ah, crap." said Bender, knowing that 'good news' usually meant 'you get to be eaten alive by rabid hamsters.' or something along those lines
"The government's issuing that every company in America is to take an IQ test, and to try and find the stupidest working man alive so he may be sent to a medical facility for testing. You have until tomorrow for the test to start."
Fry, knowing that he most likely would BE the stupidest working man, thought fast. How could he become smart in twenty-four hours? "I'm bored. You're boring, Professor." He stood up and walked out of the room. He saw a Scruffy eating egg salad in the hallway. Sandwich? Worms! That was the key! They had to go and deliver a large order of overly-sized clothes to Amazonia, maybe he could get one at a gas station along the way.
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He remembered when he had them before. He felt powerful, smart, and proud. He had muscles. He could masturbate with both hands. He wrote poetry, played the holophoner, and got Leela to fall in love with him. Now...He may not get them to go away this time. Last time he told everyone about it, but he couldn't now. It'd be cheating on the test.
Laying back in his chair, he gazed at Leela. She was so beautiful. And smart. Maybe this time he wouldn't even try to get rid of the worms. He'd be able to keep her, to seduce her with romance like before. He'd propose to her, have a family with her, grow old with her...
With a soft lurch of the ship, Leela veered off course. "We're running out of gas." she said. Fry left to go to the bathroom, his pocket full of quarters. He was in the mood for egg salad.
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This is SO horribly short, and I'll add more if you like it.
--This is my first fic, so go easy on the flaming x_x'
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"Good news, everyone!" said the Professor, walking into the room where Fry, Leela, and Bender were watching T.V.
"Ah, crap." said Bender, knowing that 'good news' usually meant 'you get to be eaten alive by rabid hamsters.' or something along those lines
"The government's issuing that every company in America is to take an IQ test, and to try and find the stupidest working man alive so he may be sent to a medical facility for testing. You have until tomorrow for the test to start."
Fry, knowing that he most likely would BE the stupidest working man, thought fast. How could he become smart in twenty-four hours? "I'm bored. You're boring, Professor." He stood up and walked out of the room. He saw a Scruffy eating egg salad in the hallway. Sandwich? Worms! That was the key! They had to go and deliver a large order of overly-sized clothes to Amazonia, maybe he could get one at a gas station along the way.
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He remembered when he had them before. He felt powerful, smart, and proud. He had muscles. He could masturbate with both hands. He wrote poetry, played the holophoner, and got Leela to fall in love with him. Now...He may not get them to go away this time. Last time he told everyone about it, but he couldn't now. It'd be cheating on the test.
Laying back in his chair, he gazed at Leela. She was so beautiful. And smart. Maybe this time he wouldn't even try to get rid of the worms. He'd be able to keep her, to seduce her with romance like before. He'd propose to her, have a family with her, grow old with her...
With a soft lurch of the ship, Leela veered off course. "We're running out of gas." she said. Fry left to go to the bathroom, his pocket full of quarters. He was in the mood for egg salad.
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This is SO horribly short, and I'll add more if you like it.
--This is my first fic, so go easy on the flaming x_x'