Well this is the sequel to Honeymoon Interrupted. It's now 3008, Fry and Leela now have a 4 year old, Leia, and are just starting to settle down. However, war comes to the DOOP and Fry gets drafted.
Prologue
In 3004, a man named Castvez Putler was elected to the presidency of the planet Muscovy. Very few people paid attention to his speeches about the DOOP and calls for a secession. Intelligence analyst passed these off as just ranting by some back-water dictator. Four years latter however, there will be a massive intelligence failure.
Chapter 1
Eisenhower Building, NNYC Apt. 1549, 6 June 3008, 0630
The bedroom of Apt. 1549 was very much like that of Apt. 1I. Two figures were snuggled together under the covers with only a mix of purple and orange hair sticking out. Suddenly, a door in another part of the apartment opened, and the sound of little running feet could be heard. Her teddy bear clutched firmly in her small hand, Leia Fry ran into her parents’ bedroom. She looked like her mom, except she had two green eyes and orange highlights.
"Daddy," she whispered loudly, "you awake?"
"Huh, what?," he muttered. "Yeah, pumpkin. I'm awake." Pulling the covers back a little, he noticed light coming in around the blinds. No sending her back to bed now, he thought.
"You know what today is, daddy?"
"Monday," he groaned, still mostly asleep. "Mommy and daddy have to go to work and you're going to grandma and grandpa's."
"No, daddy. IT'S MY BIRTHDAY," she shouted, causing Leela to groan.
"Leia, go back to bed. It's too early"
"But mommy," she whined, "I can see the sun in my window. It's morning time."
"She's not leaving," Fry said peeking over the covers.
"Nope," Leela agreed. "I'm going to go shower. You get her fed and feed Nibbler."
Groaning, he said, "Can't I come to?"
"No. And don't just plop her down in the living room in front of the TV, either. Actually make her breakfast."
"Do I have to?"
"Yes. Phil, get up we have to get ready for Leia's birthday."
"All right, all right."
Fry tosses the covers off and follows Leia to the kitchen as Leela headed to the bathroom.
"Who's want breakfast?" Fry said sleepily and headed for the pantry.
About twenty minuets latter, Leela came into the kitchen, showered and dressed, pulling her hair up into a pony tail. A partially opened bag of Kibbles N' Snouts was sitting in Nibbler's bowl, and Fry and Leia were nowhere to be found. Hearing the TV on in the living room, she sighed in irritation and went to stand in the doorway, where she smiled. Sitting in the living room, in front of the TV, a bowl of cereal in front of each of them (hers dry and his with milk), Fry and Leia were watching cartoons. Leia was imitating her father, as best she could, in the way she was sitting and how she was eating her cereal.
"Phil, when your done, go get dressed. I'll finish getting Leia ready. " Leela said.
"OK honey, be a couple minutes."
"What are we going to do?" Leia said, mouth full of food.
"It's a surprise." Leela said.
Fry finished his cereal, draining his bowl. He got up, gave Leela a kiss then deposited the bowl in the sink on the way to the bathroom.
Back in the kitchen, Leela was doing the dishes from breakfast. Leia was in the living room still watching her cartoons when she heard a cry. “Mommy!” Leela dropped the dishes in the sonic dishwasher and went to see what the problem was.
“What is it honey?” Leela said. She walked over and picked up Leia and sat down on the couch.
“My cartoons are gone!” Leia cried as she pointed to the TV, which now had Root 2 News on, with Morbo and Linda.
Linda: We interrupt this program fro a special announcement from DOOP Headquarters, where retired 25-star General is expected to return to active duty.
[A picture of Zapp appears in the corner of the screen.]
Morbo: The puny human will be making at speech at the DOOP Headquarters in the neutral Zone.
[TV Cuts to Zapp standing behind podium. He's wearing a navy blue dress uniform with all his medals Behind him was a back drop of the DOOP flag.]
Zapp: Citizens of the DOOP, ii Zapp Brannigan am returning from my retirement to help in these negations I've been successful in the past, both in delicate negations and in battle. not to mention I've also conquered my fair share of women, including you Leela (winks). I look forward to returning to my old command and my faithful first officer Kif( a aid whispers in his ear) What he's been promoted? I never would of thought. I, Zapp Brannigan am returning to active duty!
[He walks off stage waving and smiling]
On the couch Leela is staring at the TV, her eye twitching. Fry walks in, putting on his jacket, he notices Leela's eye twitching. He glances at the TV and sees Zapp walking off stage. Fry carefully picks up Leia and shields her from Leela and says "Uh oh, honey, let's go in the other room for a second, I think mommy is going to have one of her spells."
“Why is mommy like that?” Leia said as Fry carried her.
“Mommy doesn't like the fat man on TV very much.”
“Why? They said he was hero.”
“Well you see a while ago we and to go to this planet to rescue all these animals and well we ran into that fat man on TV. Mommy made a mistake while uncle bender and i were enjoying a nice steam- “
“FRY!” Leela called.
"What? I was going tell her-"
"Shut up, she doesn't need to know that." Leela replied. Leia started to cry.
"See? Look what you did now." Fry said. Leela takes Leia from Fry and starts to calm her.
"There, there mommy's sorry. I didn't mean to yell." She said, calmly. Then the videophone started beeping. "Phil will you get that?"
"Sure." He said, he walks over but didn't see Nibbler sleeping and tripped over the animal. "Oooph!"
Leela sighed and put Leia down since she had stopped crying. "Go get ready OK?"
"OK mommy." Leia said as she ran off towards the bathroom. Leela rushed to the videophone, and she to fell to the floor tripping over Fry, both of them now where in a heap. Hermes face appeared on the screen.
"Sweet manta ray of Montenegro bay! Dis is not da time for an orgy! We got a high-priority delivery, git to da office now!" Hermes said, and the screen blanked out. Fry and Leela got up and dusted each other off.
"An orgy? Ha! You need more people for an orgy, and they have to be naked. And Mazola oil...".
"Fry ..."
"What?"
"Shut up."
"Uh, Oh, Ok, right. Ahh, I wonder what this deliver is?"
“Mommy does this mean we won't get to have my birthday?” Leia said, a hint of a sorrow in her voice. Leela and Fry look at each other, both wondering how long she's been there.
“Of course we will honey, mommy and daddy have to make one delivery then as soon we get home, we're going to throw you a big party.” Fry said. He walked over and gave her a reassuring hug.
“Now you got your stuff ready for grandma and grandpas?” Leela said
“Yup!” Leia answered showing them her pink Silly Willy back pack.
“Good, Fry get Nibbler's leash. I'll take Leia.”
“All right. Come here Nibbler..”
Fry clipped on Nibbler's red leash and the three humans and a one Nibblionan went to Planet Express.
Planet Express, NNYC, 6 June 3008, 0800
Fry, Leela, and Nibbler walked into the conference room and found that only Amy and Dr. Zoidberg were there. Fry unhooked Nibbler from his leash, and went to sit down, while Leela went and got coffee. She returned a few moments later with two steaming hot mugs and sat down next to Fry, placing one of the mugs in front of him.
"Thanks honey, I needed this." He said and gave her a kiss.
"We both do, after this morning."
"Guh, I didn't need to her that!" Amy said from across the table. Leela sighed and glanced at her.
"It's not what you think Amy, Leia came and woke us up at six thirty. It's her birthday." Leela replied.
"Oh, that's right I almost forgot. How old is she?"
"Four."
"I remember when I was four. I dreamed of becoming a standup comedian. But I was forced me to go to medical school instead.” Zoidberg recalled, then he started crying. He looked up over his claws at the other three, waiting for a sympathetic response, but got none. “Aww,” he moaned and cried more.
Then, the Professor entered, with Hermes in tow. Both were smiling broadly. “Good news everyone!” the old man said.
“What’s this delivery you wanted us to come in for?” Leela said
“Yes very good news indeed Professor. We got one of dose high-paying DOOP contracts.” Hermes said.
At that moment, Bender B. Rodriguez walked in, smoking his usual cigar. "Oh your God! You'll never guess who I saw on TV. It was that guy you slept with, Leela. Not that shape changing guy or that mayor's aide or that boring doctor guy. Zapp Brannigan!”
“Thanks Bender for that update. I really needed that.” Leela said, sarcastically.
“If all de sarcastic comments are finished, I’d like to get to da details of dis high paying government contract!” Hermes said.
“High paying eh? How much and when do I get my cut?” Bender said as he sat down next to Fry and put his foot cups up on the table.
“You’ll find out soon enough mon.”
“So what do we do have to deliver?” Fry asked
“I’m afraid that information is classified mon, I didn’t ask, and dey didn’t tell me. But they did pay da standard rate plus extra if we get it dere quickly. “
“But where are we going to deliver them?” Leela asked
“You’ll be taking da packages to da Nimbus which is on station near da Outer Planets. You shouldn’t be more than a day.”
“I’m not going to deliver anything to the Nimbus. And besides its our daughter’s birthday and I plan to be home. Not stuck on the Nimbus on some trumped up charges. “
“Yea, since something like that will probably will happen!” Fry argued
“Well I’m sorry mon, but dis delivery is necessary. You might even get bonuses.” Hermes replied. He was greeted by cheers, then looked over to Zoidberg. “Except for Zoidberg.”
“Aww.” Zoidberg said hanging his head low.
“Raises? What are you trying to bribe us or something?” Leela said.
“No, dis is just a good contract dat's all. Now get movin, or else we'll miss dat on time bonus!”
Fry, Leela, and Bender left the table headed down to the hangar. Once in the hangar, Leela called a small conference with the two. She told them what she expected of them and to hurry up and load the ship. As she was telling them this, Amy joined them.
“What is it Amy?” Leela said as she turned to face the intern.
“Um, can i go with you so I can see Kiff?” She asked sheepishly.
Leela thought for moment about weather not to let her go. After a few moments, she decided to let her accompany them.
“I guess so, its only fair.”
“Thanks Leela!” Amy said as she gave her captain a hug. She scampered up the ramp and disappeared into the ship.
Leela continued to supervise the loading of the cargo, wooden crates with 'TOP SECRET' stamped on them in red letters. When the last box was loaded, her, Fry, and Bender got into the ship. Soon, the alarm was blaring signaling the launch of the ship, and once in launch position, the hangar doors where open, the ship blasted off into space.
_---_-
Planet Express Ship, en route to Nimbus, 6 June, 3008; 1030 local.
On the bridge of the Planet Express Ship, Leela was piloting the ship, while Fry manned the navigation and Bender was in his chair, foot cups on his console and was reading one of his magazines and smoking a Zuban cigar, and drinking an bottle of 'Old Fontran'.
“Phil will you go please check the cargo?” Leela said her eye not moving from her station.
“Do I have to?” he whined
“Yes, and take Bender with you.”
“What? Why do I have to go?” The robot complained.
“Because I'm ordering you to .”
“Well you can't!”
“ Yes I can, now go before I decide to smash your booze stash.” Leela said, now annoyed with the robot.
“You wouldn't?!”
“Yes I would, now go check the cargo.”
Bender reluctantly put down his magazine and followed Fry to the cargo bay, muttering about how he was being discriminated against.
_--_---_-
In the cargo bay, Fry checked the straps on the boxes while Bender supervised.
“Hey Fry, why don't we see what's in these thing?”
'No Bender, Leela said not to.”
'Aw come on meat bag, one peek wouldn't hurt.” Bender said as took out a shiny metal coin from his cabinet, he dangled it in front of the red heads eyes.
“I don't know Bender, they are marked Top Secrete.” Fry replied as his eyes continued to follow the shiny object.
“You want this don't you meat bag?”
Bender tosses the coin in the air, but to his amazement Fry stops himself.
“No, Leela said not to.” He said, knowing that Leela is usually right about these things.
“Come on Fry you know you want that nice shiny coin, all glittery and sparkling ..."Bender taunted, waving the coin in Fry's face. Fry lets out a whine and starts to go for it when an small version of Bender and one of Leela appear on his shoulders. Bender had horns and was painted red and held a pitchfork, looking like the Robot Devil. Leela was in white robe, wings a halo hovering over head.
“Huh? Who are you guys?” his conscious asked
“I'm the side of you that wants that coin and all its shiny metal glory.” The version of Bender said.
“And I'm here to remind you of the consequences of what will happen if you do what the robot says.” the Leela said.
“So what do I do?”
“I'll tell you what to do skin tube, is you go for that coin!”
“Phil listen to me, I know your smarter than that. Don't fall those tricks, you should know better. Do what's right and just walk away.”
“You could do that and continue to be a loser.”
“He's not a loser! Phil, your just fine, don't listen to him. Your a good husband and a father.”
“She's right, and I don't want to screw up what I've worked so hard for.” Fry's conscious said.
“Fine, loser!” the devil Bender said and vanished in a puff a smoke.
With that prospect, he mad up his mind and stood up straight. “Sorry Bender, if Leela found out that I opened one of those crates, I would end up on the couch for the next month.” He said, then walked out of the cargo bay to return to the bridge. Bender puts the coin in a slot in his mouth and is herd dropping through the mechanism and a tray pops out of the side with a cigar. He took the cigar, lit it and muttered about he has to do everything himself. Then he went to pry open one of the crates hoping to find something that he could sell on the black market. Instead when he opened the top of the crate what he found was not some super secret weapon but custom-tailored velour uniforms, and other items made from the fabric.
_---_--
Planet Express ship, approaching DNS Nimbus. 6 June 3008 1330 local.
After several more hours of flight, the Planet Express Ship reached the Nimbus and her task force. Leela, Fry, and Amy were on the bridge. Leela guided the ship to the Nimbus as her two crew watched. A voice crackled on the radio.
“Attention incoming vessel, you are in a military exclusion zone please state purpose and identification.” the voice said.
“This is Captain Leela Fry of the Planet Express Ship, we have a delivery for the Nimbus.” Leela answered
“Wait one.” the voice replied. “Prepare for audio and visual transmission.”
Leela sighed as the com screen lowered and the smirking face of Zapp Brannigan appeared. "Leela my bosomy swam, why don't we ... wait! What did you say?” Leela sighed and tried hard to keep her composure.
“I’m married. To a wonderful husband named Philip J. Fry.”
Zapp looked shocked by the news. “YOU MARRIED THE HAIRBALL?”
“Yes, I did. Four years ago. And we have daughter whose birthday is today that'd like to get home for.”
“Leela I'm shocked I thought we were meant to be together! I can't take this. Just get your cargo off-loaded and leave.” A sobbing Zapp said. The screen blanked out and returned to its regular position. Leela sighed and turned to Fry.
“Phil, make preparations for ship to ship docking.”
“Yes Captain.” Fry said.
A few moments later, the ship docked with Nimbus. Once in the ship was in the docking bay, crewman hurried about off-loading the cargo. Fry, Leela, and Amy walked down the ramp and were greeted by Kif. He was in his navy blue uniform, complete with all authorized ribbons and insignia. The four stripes on his sleeve indicated he was now a full commander, and on his collar points were sliver oak leaves.
“KIFFY!” Amy squealed as she ran to hug the squishy green alien. She hugged him so tight that his head grew. "Hi Amy, can you let go so I can sign the receipt?" He said in high-pitched voice.
"Oh sorry." She replied as she let go, letting Kif return to normal. Fry produced a electronic clip board and a pen. Kif signed the receipt then handed it back to Fry.
“Thank you, I hope you won’t be leaving right away.” Kif said.
“Well it is Leia’s birthday today so we would like to get home as soon as possible.” Leela said.
“Oh well then, don’t let us keep you.”
“No you're fine, Phil and I will be on the ship.”
-_---_-_
In another part of the ship, Admiral Zapp Brannigan was watching the conversation unfold on a view screen, while throwing darts at a picture of Fry. There was knock at the door.
“Yes?” Brannigan said.
“Sir, it’s Lieutenant Black, you wanted me to report on the off-loading.”
“Come in Lieutenant.”
The door opened and a young-looking lieutenant came in and saluted. He looked nervously at Brannigan who was in a very uncharacteristic bad mood.
“Uh sir, it appears that one of crates was opened. What should we do?”
Brannigan smiled, he might yet get his Leela back from that annoying pipsqueak.
“Throw them in the brig, they’re under arrest. And make sure you get that robot to.”
“Yes sir!” The Lieutenant said and departed.
--_--_-
Back on the PE ship, Leela and Fry were sitting at the table in the galley having a cup of coffee.
“So what did you have planned for the party?” Fry asked.
“Well I was thinking of doing it at the office sense it’s bigger than the apartment and would be cheaper than going someplace. I’m sure we could convince Hermes to write it off as a business expense. “ Leela said.
“Oh, that makes sense.” Fry replied, the ships intercom buzzed.
“This is Lieutenant Black, would you please come to the bay?”
“We’ll be right there lieutenant.” Leela replied. Her and Fry both dumped their coffees out and exited the ship.
When they reached the foot of the stairs, they saw the young-looking Black, who was accompanied by a group of DOOP MPs. Leela and Fry exchanged glances wondering what the MPs where doing there.
“What’s going on lieutenant?” Leela inquired.
“I’m sorry ma’am , but your being placed under arrest, by order of Admiral Brannigan.” Black said, the MPs moved quickly to place cuffs on the two before either of them could react.
“What the hell is going on here!?” Leela said angrily.
“Ma’am one of the packages was opened and thus a violation of DOOP policy regarding transfer of top-secrete cargo.
“What’s that’s supposed to mean?”
“It means that you’re going to the brig until further investigation.”
Black walked away while the MPs dragged Leela and Fry towards the brig both kicking and screaming.
_---_---_
In the brig, Leela was pacing back and forth her anger having since taken over. Fry was sitting on a bench, laid back with arms folded across his chest, and was sleeping. Leela looked at him and walked over and shook him awake.
“Hey why’d you do that?” Fry said
“How can you sleep at time like this?!” Leela said angrily.
“I dunno, I guess I was tired.” He said, shrugging his shoulders.
Leela sighed and continued to pace the room. Why did this have happen? What the hell is Zapp up to? Wait a minute. She stopped pacing and dialed Amy's cell. After
a couple of rings, her face appeared. Leela could she had interrupted something.
"Amy are you and Kif busy?" Leela asked.
“Guh, we were until you called.” Amy replied, putting her top on.
“Well sorry, Fry and I got thrown in the brig. Again. Can you two help us get out of here?”
“Spluh I’ll see what Kiffy can do. What’d you do this time?”
“They said one of the packages was opened, which I have a serious feeling that it was a certain robot.”
“Stupid Bender, we’ll get you guys out of there, just sit tight.”
“Thanks Amy.” Leela ended the call and went and sat down next to Fry. A few minutes later, she was asleep, her head on Fry’s shoulder.
_---_--
Sometime has since passed after Leela had contacted Amy. Her and Fry were sleeping, the heads were resting on each other’s shoulders. A guard approached, and deactivated the force field, Leela was startled awake. She rubbed her eye, then saw the guard.
“Mrs. Fry please come with me.” The guard said. Leela got up and stretched, the guard placed cuffs on her.
“Just where are you taking me?” Leela said angrily.
“Your being transferred to cell block 1138. Orders.”
“I don’t think so.” Leela struggled against the guard. Another guard came up with a needle.
“Hey what are you doing with that?”
“Ma’am please come up with me, or we’ll sedate you.” The guard said. Fry woke up, then saw the guards and Leela in cuffs. He sprung into action.
“Hey where are you taking my wife?!” Fry said as he got up and confronted the guards.
“Sir please step back, or we’ll use this sedative.” The guard said, he squeezed the needle, and a clear liquid squirted out of the end, Fry gulped and fainted. Leela sighed and shook her head.
“All right I’ll go.” Leela said
The two guards then escorted her out of the cell and down the hall. After being escorted down a long series of corridors, they reached the cell block and escorted Leela into the cell and activated the force field.
“What’s going on here?!” Leela said.
“Ma’am this is for your own good.”
“Oh yea, I’ll tell you what’s good for me! Hi…” Leela said, before she was stuck with the sedative. She collapsed to the ground and was left there.
__----___---
Back in his cell, Fry was beginning to recover from fainting. He slowly got up and through his blurred vision could see a fat, bluish figure began to appear before him.
“Stand up pipsqueak.” The figure said.
Fry stood up, and as his vision cleared, he could see that the figure was Zapp Brannigan, standing over him. There were two guards standing at either side of Brannigan. He got up, and his face immediately turned to anger. One of the guards forced Fry down in on the bench, and placed his hands in shackles.
“Where did you take her?” Fry asked, a tone of hatred in his voice,
“Take who?” Brannigan replied smugly.
“You know who you bastard. Leela, my wife!” Fry said, he struggled against the restraints.
“Oh yes, Leela. She was quite good, I think she said I was better than you.” Zapp said as he paced in front of Fry, who was filled with anger and hatred.
“You sonofabitch! I know Leela better than you think. She’d never do it with you.” Fry retorted.
"Ah yes, the lovely - and still very luscious - Leela. She's turned out to be quite a severe security risk. So I've imprisoned her in my cabin. I enjoyed her charms just as much as several years ago, near Vergon 6. Do you remember that little interlude, Fry? She certainly did. And it was not your name she was screaming just a little while ago, in the throes of passion."
I WILL have my revenge on you, you son-of-a-bitch... Fry snarled between clenched teeth, "Brannigan...you...are...a liar!"
“A liar? I’m afraid that’s the truth.”
"Just what is it you want, you fat-assed jerk?!," Fry asked.
"Leela," Zapp replied.
"No deal. We're happily married, have a kid, and know how to please each other in ALL ways. You know nothing about that. Leela told me." He laughed, then spat at Zapp.
"Well, we'll see about that, hairball. Since I am off to ‘interview’ her. Again" Zapp said with a chuckle. He then winked at Fry while the guard removed Fry's shackles and departed with Zapp. Fry charged after both of them, but was thrown back by the cell's force field.
“Brannigan you’re a pathetic loser!” Fry shouted, he then went back and sat down to contemplate his situation.
_----_---
About an hour later, Fry was beginning to lose hope. He was still sitting on the bench, his head resting in his hands. Two guards then show up and enter the cell. Fry gets up.
“What’s going on?” Fry asked
“Your being released. Come with us.”
“Released? Wait what about Leela? Is she OK?”
“Sorry sir, we were told just bring you to the hangar bay.”
“I’m not going anywhere without my wife!”
“Sir please come with us,”
“No! Not until I see Leela’s ok!”
Having enough of his defiant attitude, both guards then manhandled him out of cell and really dragged him away to the hangar. Eventually they made it to the Planet Express ship, and shoved him aboard. Once he was in he slowly made his way to the cockpit, where he was greeted by the sight of Leela and Amy.
“Leela! I’ve never been so happ…” Fry was interrupted when Leela embraced him and began to smother him with kisses. A few moments later she breaks it off.
“Oh Fry, I heard what Zapp said, and trust me he got what he deserved.” Leela said. Fry looked at confused.
“Wait how did you hear what happened?” Fry asked scratching his head.
“Oh Kiffy managed to get an audio link from your cell to Leela’s.” Amy chimed in.
“Oh so that’s how you found out. I knew none of what that windbag said was true Leela,”
“Phil, you know I would never do anything like what he said. Now let’s go home.” Leela said. She gave Fry a hug and a kiss then took her seat at the wheel and started up the engines. Soon the Planet Express ship was out of the docking bay and headed home.
___----_-
Kif was on the bridge of the Nimbus, standing in front of the window watching the small green speck fly towards Earth. He turned to a yeoman “Where is Admiral Brannigan?” he asked.
“Just a minute sir. He's in the sick bay, sir. According to the medical logs, he has a broken nose, two broken ribs, scrotal injuries, a fractured tibia, and numerous contusions. It .. uh .. says that he tripped and fell down.”
“Oh my, that’s too bad.” Kif replied. He resumed watching the barely visible speck get smaller, now though with big grin on his face.
___----_---
Planet Express building, NNYC, 6 June 3008. 1800Hrs.
As soon as the ship landed, Fry and Leela went and picked up Leia, and were now celebrating her birthday in the lounge, decorated for the occasion. Everyone was there, except for the Professor, and all were wearing birthday hats. On the table was a couple of empty pizza boxes, and a half eaten cake. Scattered around the room was wrapping paper and gift boxes. Fry and Leela sitting on the couch, with Leia between them. Bender was next to Leela, with his foot cups resting on the end. All three were watching the All My Circuits: Calculon’s Alternate Personalities marathon.
“We interrupt this All My Circuits marathon to bring you breaking news.” An announcer said. The TV changed from the show, to Root 2 News with Linda and Morbo.
“Breaking news puny humans – your DOOP ship Nimbus and her task force was attacked by Separatist long range fighters. Casualties are high.Nimbus' First Officer, Lieutenant Commander Kif Kroker, has sent a call for any armed ship in the vicinity to come to their aid. The DOOP's puny, weak vessels will be overrun when my race invades!"
Linda laughed...
“Thank you Morbo, Earth President Nixon has issued a draft of all able-bodied young men. ‘ Linda said.
“They interrupted Calculon for that! I am disgusted! I'll be writing a letter to the station!" Bender said angrily. Leela looked at him.
"Bender I think this would be more important than an All My Circuits marathon." Leela replied pointedly. She turned back to the TV.
"We now bring you a live press conference from Earth President Nixon." Linda said, the screen changed to the White House press room, Nixon's head-in-a-jar was placed on a podium.
"My fellow Earthicans, the attack on the Nimbus by the damn commie Separatist, was the last straw. Arrrooo! This is war! It's time to get Cambodian on their asses and show them who's in charge! And I promise you this won't turn into another quagmire like Vietnam. Nixon's not going down easy! Arrroooo! I am initiating a draft of all able bodied young men to replace those lost." Nixon said. The TV then went back to Linda and Morbo in the studio.
"Morbo wishes his good friend Richard Nixon luck in destroying his enemies."
Linda laughed lightly, and the TV cut back to regular programming.
“Well, skin tube good thing your not qualified huh?” Bender said to Fry. The doorbell rings.
“I’ll get it.” Fry said getting up from the couch. He went down to the lobby a letter had been slipped through the slot. He bent down to pick it up and saw it was addressed to him. He opens it up and a Holographic head of Nixon pops up.
“Greetings and salutations, fellow Earthican! As you know, there's a war on. Get off your lazy pinko ass and report to your local DOOP recruiting office no later than June 10, 3008! This means that you've been drafted. Arrrooo."
Nixon's holographic image is sucked back into the card, he stuffed it into a jacket pocket and returned to the lounge. He entered to find Hermes and Leela in a conversation.
"Don't worry mon. Dey first draft da twenty year olds den da twenty-one year olds and so on. Fry's to old to be drafted." Hermes said, not noticing Fry had entered.
"Uh guys, I've been drafted." Fry said, all eyes were now on the delivery boy. Leela looked at him not sure what to think, a wave of conflicting emotions coming over her.
"What did you say Phil?" She asked
"I've been drafted, it's all in here." He said and handed Leela the card. She opened it and the message repeated itself.
"There must be some sort of way that you can get Fry exempt right Hermes?" Leela said, concern in her voice.
"No, sorry mon. Dere's no way Fry's gettin out of dis one." Hermes replied.
"Well skin tube, it's been fun knowing ya." Bender said, slapping Fry on the back.
“Mommy what’s going on?” Leia asked, she was standing watching the adults, and Leela had forgotten she was there.
“Daddy has been drafted into the DOOP.” Fry said to his daughter.
“What does drafted mean?”
“It means that daddy’s been chosen for service in the military.” Leela answered.
“Good news everyone!” The professor said surprising everyone, since no one knew he was there. He was meant by collective groans.
“I’ve got a new invention to show you, oh my yes.”
“Professor, Fry’s just been drafted.” Leela said, slightly annoyed.
“Drafted you say? Well then he’ll be the perfect subject for testing my latest invention. “ the professor said happily. “Now come to the lab so I can show you my latest invention.”
The old man shuffled out of the lounge and to his lab area, with everyone walking quickly past him.
__-------___
In the lab, the crew was gathered around a table with a white sheet over a jar-like object. Leia was sitting on her father's shoulders so she could see. The professor entered and walked over to the sheet.
"Now I'm sure you want to know what my new invention is?" He was acknowledged with nods.
"Behold, my latest invention! Nannites!" he said dramatically as he pulled the sheet off with great effort. There was ohs and ahs as they leaned to better see what was in the jar.
"What are they Professor?" Fry asked.
“I just said they’re nannites you idiot!”
“He means what do they do.” Leela answered.
“Oh my, well they’re miniature robots, I haven’t been able to test them yet so I don’t know what they do. “
“You mean you invented something that you know nothing about?” Leela said
“I know what I invented! Robots to be implanted into humans!”
"You mean you want robots in humans?! I am offended!" Bender said, disgusted.
“Oh no I just need a subject willing to test this on.” He said, he looked around at the people gathered, he chose Fry.
“Fry, you look like a healthy young specimen. Now just sallow this pill. It tastes like pizza.” He said as he handed Fry a large black pill, Fry swallowed it.
“FRY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! YOU DON"T KNOW WHAT WAS IN THAT!" Leela shouted at him.
Fry stood there, smacking his lips. He belched, then toppled forward flat on his face.
"Fry!" Leela exclaimed, dropping to the prostrated form of her husband. "Fry, speak to me" she said, shaking him gently, but perhaps less gently than she thought.
Quickly checking his pulse and respiration, she was relieved that he was at least still alive and appeared to be breathing normally. Looking up at the Professor, her eye narrowed, she said menacingly
"What have you done to him?"
"Oh, He'll be fine. Yes. It'll just take a few moments to react."
"Professor, If you don't do something right now I'll..."
Leela was interrupted by movement and noises from Fry. He twitched a little, and suddenly mumbles "...big boots is gonna throttle the Geritol jockey ... no body to bet with in this bunch of cheap skates."
"Hey, did ya hear that?" Bender asked. "That's the same thing I was thinking. Taking 2 to 5 on the old geezer."
"blx erg fools even at that ..." Fry mumbled.
"Yeah, they would be ... uh .. I mean, what? What'd he say." Bender asked.
"Professor, what's happening?" Leela inquired, the worry in her voice, although evident, was masked by a growing anger.
“Well isn’t it obvious – he’s waking up. “ Farnsworth answered.
“But what is he saying?”
“It appears he’s mumbling Bender’s thoughts. And that’s good news, Oh my yes.”
“How so?”
“Because it means the nannites are starting to have an effect on him.”
Fry began to pick his head up and become fully awake. “Why does my head hurt?” he asked, scratching his head.
“Oh Fry!” Leela said, she hugged and smothered him with kisses.
“Get a room you two!” Bender said.
A cuckoo clock began to go off, signaling it was now 8:00PM.
“Oh my look at the time, I must be off to bed now, everyone out of here!” The professor said, everyone left to go home.
----____-----
Eisenhower Building, NNYC Apt. 1549, 7 June 3008, 1030
The next morning the Fry family was seated around the table eating breakfast.
“Hey Leela, do you have anything planned for today?” Fry said, taking a spoonful of cereal.
“Actually no, why?”
“Because I wanted to go to my parents house and look for a few things. "
"Like what?"
"Oh well you see my dad was in Vietnam and I wanted to see if he left anything down there."
Leela looked at him with a confused look on her face. "Why do you want do you think there would be anything down there?"
"I dunno, I just thought there would be."
"Can I come to daddy?" Leia asked.
"Only if it's OK with mom." Fry said.
"There is absolutely no way you are taking a four-year-old down to Old New York." Leela said in a stern voice.
"Pleeeaaase mommy?" Leia pleaded.
"Aw come on Leela why not?" Fry said.
"Because it's to dangerous down there, giant lizards roam the streets, and there's the possibility of something falling on her. There is absolutely no way she is going down there. Do I make myself clear?" Leela argued.
Fry sighed, knowing he had lost the battle. He looked at his daughter who was disappointed. "Don't worry, I'll bring you back something. " He said, and Leia's face lit up. Leela sighed and they continued to eat their breakfast.
_----____ -
Later that day, Fry ventured down to the ruins of Old New York. Leia and Leela were visiting with Morris and Munda while Fry ventured into the old city. Leela had given him a Wristamjigy so that she could not only keep track of him, but so that incase something happened he could call for help. He now stood in front of the house, looking at the crumbling structure. After a thousand years, I still can't believe this place hasn't collapsed yet. He sighed, then walked up the front steps, which protested the weight being placed on them. He entered the house, and his first thought was to look down in the basement, otherwise known as the bomb shelter. He hit a button on the Wristamjigy , which turned it into a flashlight, he carefully walked down the stairs and shinned the light around the room. Amongst the cow webs and layers of dust and junk, he saw in a back corner a large vault door. He walked over to it brushing the cow webs out of his face. Fry shined the light on the door, which was obviously a gun safe, there was a combination lock on the front, and a handle. I wonder what's in here? I've never seen this here before. Deciding that it wouldn't hurt to try. He grabbed the handle and pulled, only to find out it was locked. He spins the combination knob a couple of times at random.
"Man, I wish there was some way to open this." He said to no one in particular
The Wristamjigy beeps. He tugs on the handle again, and turns the knob again. Nothing. Wristamjigy beeps again. Finally he notices the wrist thing's display has some numbers on it 10L - 23R. Fry ponders this for a bit. Hey this thing must be have a code breaker or something in it!
Fry then spins the knob a few more times, and the Wristamjigy beeps three times. Fry looks down at the display and sees the combination – 10L-23R-10L-77R-8L.
Fry then turns the knob in the directions indicated, and after a few tries he gets it.
“…and 8 left.” He said out loud. When he lined up the last number, the door hissed open automatically, almost like an air lock. Once it was opened, Fry saw that there was a glass partition, and behind the glass was a room about the size of a walk-in closet. Against the walls were racks containing a variety of weapons. These ranged from a few World War II M1 Garand’s and M1 Carbines, to Browning Automatic Rifles, AR-15s and several different shotguns and hunting rifles. Shelves along the tops and bottoms of the rack held hundreds, maybe thousands of rounds of ammunition boxes, and hanging in the back Fry saw a few pairs of flak jackets and helmets. Man there’s enough stuff here for a small army. He looked down and saw there was a finger-print scanner like device. He placed his index finger on the device; he felt a slight prick as the device scanned. After a couple of minutes there was a beep, and a female like voice said
“Access Denied. No match found.”
Fry looked at the machine confused. He tried it again, and this time the machine started to scan his finger again, and said “New file created, test results positive identification of Fry bloodline, please state name and social security number.”
“Uh Philip J. Fry, 03280810.” Fry said out loud.
“Thank you, Identity confirmed as Philip J. Fry. Access granted.”
The glass partition then rose and Fry walked into the small room. As he walked towards the back, he glanced at the weapons on either side of him, amazed that his dad had collected all this firepower. When he reached the back, one wall hung a flat panel TV. Hey cool a TV! I wonder what’s on? Fry pressed the green button on the front of it, and the lights began to dim and a theater seat came out of the floor, and he sat down in it.
The TV display lit up and an image of man who looked remarkably like Yancy Fry Sr., the only difference was that there was a small scar on his right cheek and the top of what was a military uniform could be seen. The man began to speak.
“If you're watching this, that means you're a true Fry and not some damned cyborg or a pinko Commie. My name is Major Yancy J. Fry IV, US Army Remnant. Today's date is January 31, 2114. We've been fighting a guerilla war against the damned cyborgs for the last twenty years, and we're finally getting the better of them. My great great-grandfather, Yancy J. Fry, started building this bunker back in the 1980's, and every Fry contributed, even my very nearly pinko grandfather, Philip J. Fry II. That rock and roller set up the bunker like you see it today and his money paid for most of the hardware you see here before you. The only one who didn't contribute was my great-great Uncle Phil. He disappeared during some kind of Commie Y2K attack.
"Anyway, this armory contains enough weapons and ammunition to support a small irregular force. You will only find American-made projectile weapons, several explosive devices suitable for blowing up bridges and tunnels, and some state of the art plasma rifles. Well, state of the art for the late 21st Century, anyway. This bunker was constructed in case the Commies invaded, and the weak-willed Commies in Washington wouldn't give the order for us to let fly the nukes. With this bunker, we would be able to hold our own against them.
"If you're watching this, then I'm gone, but they Fry line has survived. You must continue that line. I don't know how many red blooded Americans like you are left, but if you haven't already, you need to find yourself one and get to making babies, soldier. That's an order! We Fry's need to make sure that great patriots like us continue to keep this great nation on the true path.
"I'm going to kill me some more Commie cyborgs now. Good luck, Fry," he said saluting as the picture faded to black. The screen went blank and the lights came back on. Fry stared at the screen, until a glint caught his eye. He turned and behind him he saw a chrome-finished metal box sitting on a shelf with a spot light shinning on it. Attracted by the shininess, he walked toward it in a trance.
He approached the box, and saw that it was about the size of a large shoe box with a pad lock on it. He used the laser on the Wristamjggy to cut the pad lock. He lifted the cover and inside it was a highly-polished Pistol; Automatic; .45 Caliber, otherwise known as the Colt M1911A1.
Fry took the pistol out of the case and held it. Cool, I wonder what else is in here? Fry set fhe pistol down on a shelf, and saw that the box also contained four spare clips, already loaded; a laser sight attachment, a cleaning kit, which included Proper Care and Maintenance of Your Colt Model 1911 Pistol; the users manual, as well as a synthetic shoulder holster. Fry picked up the shoulder holster and attempted to put it on. For a couple of minutes he struggled to put it on, but he finally managed to figure out it goes on much like a jacket. He then took the pistol and put it in the holster, and then looked at himself in a nearby mirror, and pulled the gun out of the holster and pointed it at the mirror.
"Fry, Philip J Fry. " He said to himself, he then did several different poses, he was interrupted when his Wristamjiggy started beeping, he stopped what he was doing and looked at the caller ID, which said the caller was Leela. He answered it and Leela's face appeared.
"Oh hey honey. What up?" He answered.
"Just wanted to check in on you, see how everything’s going."
"Oh well you won't believe it! I found this room and it has all kinds of guns and stuff, I mean like enough for an army."
"Really? Well you can tell me at dinner, which will be in an hour at my parents. "
"OK honey, I just gotta finish up hear and I'll be on my way."
"OK love you."
"You to." Fry said, he blew a kiss and Leela's face disappeared.
Fry then put the items back in the box, including the pistol and shut the top. Taking it off the shelf, two oval shaped pieces of metal connected by a chain fell to the floor. Fry set the box back down, and picked up the metal object. Fry looked at it for long moment these must be dad's dog tags! Stamped on one side was FRY, YANCY J, SGT 0-45236108. After a few moments of examining them, he shoved them in his pocket and grabbed the box with the .45 and walked out of the vault. He was about to walk upstairs when he noticed a box with 'Phil’s Crap' written on it. He stopped and went to take a look at it. Taking it out of it's place underneath the table on which sat the Ronco Record Vault, and set it down. Inside where several comic books which after he blew the dust off he sat next to the box. In the bottom was some of his old Star Wars collectables, including a model of an X-Wing fighter. He carefully picked it up and blew the inches of dust off. Wow, I'm surprised Yancy didn't steal it and sell it. This must worth a bunch now. I know I'll give it to Leia, she'll love it. Fry carefully put the ship back in the box along with the other items. Taking the box in one hand and the box with the pistol in the other and left the basement and the house. Standing in the street, he took one last look at the house, then started back to the mutant settlement.
_---_--
Turanga Residence, Mutant Town, 7 June 3008, 1900 hrs.
Fry, Leela, Leia, and Leela's parents were seated at the dinning table, partially eaten meal before them.
"Philip, Leela tells us you've been drafted? Is this true?"
Munda said. Fry finished chewing before he answered.
"Yea it's true. I'm to report for duty on the tenth." Fry said , not very enthusiastically.
"You don't sound to happy about it." Morris said.
"As Leela once told me, you gotta do what you gotta do. Besides my family has a history of serving." Fry said. Everyone, including Leia, looked at Fry curiously.
"Really? Tell us Fry." Leela said.
"Well according to my dad, our family’s been fighting in America's wars since the American Revolution, and Minute Man Yancy Fry. As far I know there has been a Fry in every war since. And I guess this is my time to carry on that tradition. Whether I like it or not."
“But Fry, you already served remember? On Spheron One?” Leela said.
"I do NOT remember that, Leela. Besides, that was different. This is actually serving with honor. That was so I can get the military discount. Oh, by the way, as my wife, you'll get the discount now, too."
"Phil, can you help me with these dishes?" Munda said.
"Yeah, sure," he said slightly distractedly.
In the kitchen, Munda stopped scrubbing a plate and looked at Fry.
"Philip, I want you to have this," she said, taking off the bracelet that she wore on her tentacle.
"Are you sure?" Fry asked. Munda took one of his hands and placed it in his palm.
"Yes Philip, for Leela. She shares a connection with us with this bracelet. I'm giving it to you so you and her can have that connection," Munda said, wiping a tear from her eye.
"I'll take it, and nothing will happen to it. I'll make sure you get it back," Fry said, he put the bracelet on and gave Munda a hug.
"One more thing, please come back alive. I don't want my daughter to be a widow and have to raise a child by herself."
"I'll do my best."
_---_---
After the dishes were done, they had moved to the family room. Fry was now about to show off his finds. Everyone except him was seated on the couch.
"Now to show you guys what I found." Fry said. He picked up the metal box which was sitting on the floor and set on the coffee table. He opened it slowly, with the lid facing towards the others. He took out the pistol and held it up for all to see.
"Is that a projectile weapon?" Leela asked.
"Yup, my dad's old Colt M1911 .45 caliber pistol. I think it might still work."
"Interesting, I've never seen one of those in that good of condition. " Leela said
"Aren't those things dangerous? I mean they don't have any modern safety features and...." Munda said, concern in her voice.
"Relax Mom, your just overreacting. It's not like Fry's going to just leave it with in easy reach. Right honey?"
"Yea, I'll take it with me when I go. Here take a look at it."
Fry said, he handed the gun over to Leela. She examined carefully.
"Wow Fry, this is in immaculate condition." Leela said in amazement.
"If there's one thing my dad took care of more than the bunker, it was his guns."
"Can I see it daddy?" Leia asked.
"I got something special for you honey." Fry said smiling. He went over to the box and took out very carefully the model X-Wing. He handed it to Leia, who looked at it curiously.
"What is it daddy?"
"That is the X-Wing star fighter." Fry said with pride.
"A X-Wing?"
"It's a really old star fighter honey be careful with it.” Leela said.
“OK mommy.” Leia said, then she started running around the room with it making random noises. Leela just sighed and decided it best to let her be. She looked at her Wristamjiggy and saw that it was already 8:30.
“All right honey, we have to get going, it’s past your bedtime.” Leela said. Leia stopped playing with the model.
“You mean we have to go home?” Leia asked
“Yes, we do. Now lets go get your stuff ready.”
“OK mommy.”
Morris walked over to Fry, who was leaning against a wall watching his daughter, and put an arm around him.
“You know, we’ll be glad to watch little Leia for ya on the ninth that way you and Leela can have some alone time and not be disturbed.” Morris said.
“All right, thanks. Honey you ready?”
“Yea just a minute.”
A few minutes later, Fry, Leela, and Leia left the Turanga house and headed home for the evening.
----_-_----
DOOP Recruiting Office, NNYC, 10 June 3008, 1130 hrs.
Fry and Leela had spent the last couple of days enjoying each other's company, since it would be sometime before they got to do so again. They were now seated in the outer office of the local DOOP Recruiter. Leela had wanted to get there early so that they can get this done and out of the way. However, when they reached the office there was a line and so they had to wait. About an hour later they were finally inside the office. The room itself was furnished with chairs for visitors and looked like the waiting room of a doctor's office. A sergeant opened the door at the far end of the room, holding a clipboard.
"Fry, Philip J.!" the sergeant called out. Both Fry and Leela stood up and walked towards the sergeant. He then motioned them down a hall and into an unoccupied office. They were seated in two upholster chairs which seat in front of a plain wood desk.
"Lieutenant Evans will be with you shortly. Would you like coffee?" The sergeant said.
"Yes please, black." They both said. The sergeant left and returned with two cups of coffee. Behind came in a youngish looking lieutenant in a navy blue uniform entered and took the seat opposite them. On his collar points were the double sliver bars of a lieutenant, and over his left breast pocket he wore sliver aviator’s wings above his three rows of ribbons. He turned on the computer at his desk, then faced Fry and Leela.
“My name is Lieutenant Evans and I will be processing you today. Can I see your career chip please Mr. Fry?” Evans said.
“My what?” Fry answered confused for moment.
“Your career chip Fry, remember they assign the job your best at?” Leela said.
“Oh right that thing.” Fry said recalling what she meant. Fry stuck out his right hand and Evans took a device from a drawer and scanned it. Fry’s personnel information popped on the computer screen. Evans looked through it, when he saw Fry’s date of birth he rose an eyebrow.
“Mr. Fry, what’s your date of birth?” Evans asked.
“Uh April 20th, 1975.”
“You said 1975 right?”
“Yea, is something wrong?”
“No, it’s just that you don’t look a 1033 years old.”
“Oh I was frozen that’s why.”
“ I see. Well, according to your career chip, you’re a delivery boy. Where did you work?”
“Planet Express Delivery Co.” Fry said
“According to our records on 11 August 3000, you and a your crew were incarcerated on board the Nimbus. Would like to elaborate on that Mr. Fry?”
“Well um uh…” Fry stammered, Evans looked at them, and saw that Leela was twitching angrily in her chair.
“I see. Well we won’t station you there then. Moving on. Did you have any other duties besides being the delivery boy?”
“On some of our more dangerous deliveries I was the ships gunner. Leela even taught me how to fly to.” Fry said, smiling at Leela, who also smiled.
“OK, did you see action often?”
“Yes, at least once a week something would go wrong on a delivery and we’d have to cheese it.” Leela said.
“I see. Well with your previous experience Mr. Fry, it seems reasonable that you would be best suited for being a fighter pilot. Which includes getting a direct commission as lieutenant junior grade, and a bonus on top of your regular pay. After you see the doctor for the mandatory physical, come back here so that we can get the paper work taking care of.”
_---_
Fry was now sitting on the examination table in a converted office. Leela was seated in a chair next to the table and was reading a magazine.
“I wonder when that doctor will show up?” Fry said.
As if to answer his question, there was a couple of knocks at the door and Dr. John A. Zoidberg, wearing his usual and carrying a clipboard. Fry and Leela were shocked to see him, Fry nearly fell off the table.
“ZOIDBERG?!” Leela said, wonderment in her office.
“Ah if it isn’t my good friends Fry and Leela! What brings you to see me?” Zoidberg said happily.
“Since when did you work for the DOOP?” Fry asked
“Oh now there’s a story. The other day I was in my office out behind the building, looking for some lunch. Two men dressed in those tasty DOOP uniforms asked if I would be interested in a job offer. I said no at first, I did. Zoidberg is loyal to his old friend the Professor. And then there was that whole Freedom Day disaster when they gave me three heart attacks, they did. But then Hermes threw a brick at me and they offered me three free meals a day, and a place to sleep! It’s wonderful!” Zoidberg said, wiping a tear from his eye.
“Really? That’s interesting Zoidberg.” Leela said, not really meaning it.
“Now tell me why your here why don’t you?” Zoidberg said to Fry.
“For my physical doc. I got drafted.” Fry answered.
“Right, you’re physical. Now open your mouth and let’s have a look at that brain.” Zoidberg said.
“Uh, can’t you just give them my records from Planet Express?”
Zoidberg looked at Fry with a puzzled look on his face.
Zoidberg looked at Fry with a puzzled look on his face.
“Records? What records?” Zoidberg asked.
“Didn’t you keep records of our medical exams?” Leela asked
“Oh those, well you see I didn’t keep documentation because that would be a trail for the government and the police to follow. You know, just in case something ever happened. But when I did, I ate them.”
“You ate them?” Fry asked
“A fool I was! But it was just so tasty, I couldn’t help myself!” Zoidberg said, and he started crying.
“Well in that case, let’s just get one with the physical so that Phil and I can go home.” Leela said.
“On with the operation then!” Zoidberg said triumphantly.
_---_--
After the physical, Fry and Leela returned to Lt. Evans office to fill out the required paperwork. When they entered there was an inch-high stack of forms sitting on the desk. Evans motioned for them to sit down.
"Now that your apparently physically fit for duty, we must satisfy the bureaucrats." Evans said with a hint of annoyance.
"I have to sign all of those?" Fry said, pointing to the stack of paper.
"I'm afraid so. It's been said an army used to move on its stomach, but now its paperwork."
Fry sighed and picked up the pen and began to sign the papers.
About a half hour later, Fry signed the last form and gave the stack to Evans, who then sent it on its way via a pneumatic tube to the Central Bureaucracy.
"Is that it?" Fry said hopefully.
"Almost, we just got to get you sworn in and give you your uniform allowance. Now please raise your right hand. And repeat after me." Evans said. Fry stood up and raised his right hand.
"I, Philip J. Fry, do so solemnly swear to support and defend the Democratic Order of Planets, from all enemies foreign and domestic. I pledge my allegiance to the same, and that I take this oath without any mental reservations, and that I will fully discharge the duties of the office I am about to enter." Evans said, with Fry repeating every word.
"Congratulations, and welcome to the DOOP." Evans said. Fry smiled and they shook hands.
"Now here is military identification card, and your uniform allowance." Evans continued as he handed Fry an envelope, which contained cash and a plastic ID card.
"Uh where do I go to get my uniforms?" Fry said.
"There's an Officer Sales Store down Pi Street." Evans said.
"Thank you." Leela said, and she and Fry then walked out and to the nearest tube station.
_--_---_
Pi St. Officer Sales Store. NNYC, 10 June, 3008 1430 Hrs.
At the Pi Street Officer Sales Store, Fry was trying on some uniforms. He was just finishing buttoning the blouse on the standard navy-blue uniform when there was knock at the dressing room door.
“Fry, you almost done?” Leela called
“Just a minute.”
A minute later, Fry walked out of the stall and over to a mirror. Leela looked at him appreciatively, he does look awfully good in that uniform. She thought.
“What’d you think?” Fry asked
“Looks good honey, how’s it fit?”
“It fits all right. Can we go now, I want some food.” Fry said.
“That the last one?”
“Yup.”
“OK, then get changed and then we can go get some lunch.”
Fry nodded and went back and changed into his street clothes. He was carrying three different uniforms, the navy blue one, his dress whites, and a khaki one. They purchased the uniforms without any issues and then left to get lunch.
-_---_-
After having lunch, they stopped by their apartment and Fry went into the bedroom to change into his navy-blue uniform. He was finishing buttoning the uniform blouse when Leela came in, a shoebox in her arms.
“Fry, aren’t you entitled to where these?” She said, setting the box down on the bed and taking out a baggie containing a few ribbons.
“What are those?” He asked
“They’re from your service on Spheron One.” Leela answered.
“Oh, I didn’t I know I had any.”
“They were mailed to you at Planet Express after the war was over. I took them for safe keeping since I knew that either you would lose them, or Bender would sell them.”
“Thanks honey.” He said, and kissed her. He took the baggie and took out the three ribbons from it and pinned them over his left breast. One was about a half-inch long, magenta with a white strip in the center, this was the Spheron One service medal. Next to that was another half-inch long ribbon, this one was sold red, signifying he earned the Acceptable Conduct Medal. The third one was again a half-inch long and was red in the center and blue on the ends, this one was the Earthican Defense Medal.
After helping him pin them on, Leela stepped back and looked at him.
“You look very handsome Mr. Fry.” Leela said approvingly.
“Excuse me, but it’s Lieutenant Fry, now.” Fry said grinning.
“Not until you have those sliver lieutenant bars mister. Now let’s go and show you off.” Leela said
“OK Mrs. Fry.” Fry replied. They linked arms and walked out the apartment.
_---_---_
As they were walking down the street, Leela’s Wristamjigy started going off. She sighed and answered it, and Hermes face appeared.
“Leela mon, ya have to come to work we just got a urgent delivery.” Hermes said excitedly.
“But Fry and I were planning on having some alone time.” Leela complained.
“I’m sorry to interrupt ya day, but dis package is high priority, so get ya lazy butts out here!” Hermes said, and then hung up. Leela sighed.
“What up?” Fry asked
“We have a delivery to make. So lets go.”
They then walked into the nearest tube station and announced their destination and were whisked away.
_--_---_
When they reached Planet Express, they were surprised to find the lounge deserted. After few minutes of looking around, they walked to the conference room, where they found that the place was dark. Leela turned on the lights, shielding her eye from the glare, and they were greeted by “SURPRISE!”
When they opened their eyes, they saw that the area had been decorated for a party and that everyone was wearing party hats.
“Who’s birthday is it?” Fry asked.
“Hey meat bag! I’m sure gona miss you.” Bender said as he walked up and gave Fry a bone-crunching hug.
“What do you mean? Are you going some where Bender?” Leela asked.
“Nope, it’s Fry who’s going.” Bender replied, letting Fry go.
“Dis came for ya about an hour or so ago.” Hermes said and handed him an piece of tri-folded paper. Fry opened it and read it.
DOOP TRAINNING COMMAND
DOOP HEADQUATERS
WEEHAWKEN, NJ, EARTH
11 JUNE 3008
TO: HERMES CONRAD, BUREAUCRAT GRADE 34, PLANET EXPRESS DELIVERY CO.
FROM: DOOP PERSONEL TRAINNING COMMAND
VIA: CENTRAL BUREAUCRACY
SUBJ: DEPLOYMENT OF LT(j.g.) PHILIP J. FRY (3245-679043)
MR. CONRAD, PLEASE INFORM LT (j.g.) PHILIP J. FRY THAT HE IS TO REPORT TO THE NEW, NEW YORK SPACEPOT FOR ACTIVTIVE DUTY. SUBJ. OFF. IS TO REPORT TO DSS EISENHOWER NO LATER THAN 0800 HRS. 12 June 3008, FOR TRANSPROTION TO PENSCOLA NAVAL SPACEPORT, SOL 4 (MARS), FOR FLIGHT TRAINING.
PLEASE ACKNOWLEDGE RECEIPT OF MESSAGE DETAILS BY LT (jg) FRY THROUGH NORMAL MESSAGE TUBES VIA CENTRAL BUREAUCRACY.
END MESSAGE.
After he was done, Fry handed it to Leela who scanned it then she gave it back to Hermes.
“So this is the reason for the party?” Leela said.
“Ya, now go an enjoy ya selves.” Hermes said. Fry and Leela joined the rest of their friends.
“Sweet! I’m gona party like its 1999! Again.” Fry said joyously. He then followed Bender to cooler of beer and began to drink. Leela sighed and went and sat down at the conference table.
After about ten minutes of sitting alone, Amy joined Leela, bringing her a beer.
“What’s the matter Leela?” Amy asked.
“Oh it’s Fry, I was hoping that we could’ve had some cuddle time, if you know what I mean.” Leela said, taking a drink from her beer.
“I know, Leela, I’ll go drop the hint to him.” Amy said, she started to get up when Leela touched her shoulder.
“Amy wait, how do you deal with Kif being gone most of time?”
Amy sat back down and looked at Leela. “Well, it’s hard on both of us, but we try to make time to call each other at least once a week, and I send him a letter every two weeks.” Amy said.
“So you think Fry will be fine then?”
“Guh, of course, now I think you two should spend some quality time together. Tell you what, you go to the ship, and set up for nice romantic evening while I get Fry away from Bender.” Amy said winking.
Leela nodded in response and walked down the stairs to the ship, while Amy went to talk to Fry, who was in the middle of a drinking contest with Bender.
“Fry can I talk to you?” Amy asked.
“What up? Where’d Leela go?” Fry said, looking around and not seeing her.
Amy looked around, feigning confusion. "Gee, I don't know. Maybe she ran into an old boyfriend or something."
"What?! What are you talking about, Amy?"
"Fry, how much longer is it 'til you have to board the Eisenhower?
He looked at his watch. "Uh...um...nine minus eight is...I think about eleven hours. More or less."
"Do you love Leela? Do you want to spend every day with her?"
"Of course I do! More than anything in the universe!"
She glared at him. "Then what the hell are you doing here drinking with Bender? On your last night on Earth?"
He bowed his head as his face turned a deep shade of scarlet. "Dammit Amy, I hate you. And thank you very much. OK...where is she?"
She smiled and lightly touched her hand to his shoulder. "Now that's more like it. She's on the ship. Go get her, sailor."
_---_---_--
In the ship, Leela was just about finished with decorating the captain’s cabin as Amy has suggested. The scent of burning candles, which were in the corners of the room, filled the atmosphere. Their wicks burned brightly in dimmed lighting of the room. Leela looked at the display thought that everything was perfect, until she noticed she was still in her tank top and pants. Better change before Fry gets here. She was about to go into the bathroom when there was a knock.
“Who is it?” Leela asked
“Just a lonely sailor seeking the comfort of a woman.” Fry called back.
A smile crept across Leela face, “Just a minute, let me change into something more comfortable.” Leela answered.
“I’ll be waiting.”
Leela went to the bathroom and a minute later she came out wearing a purple see-through nightie. She went laid on the bed in seductive manner.
“Come on in honey. “
The door opened and Fry walked in, a wide grin on his face.
“So what’s with all the scented candles and junk?” Fry said.
“Well I’ll tell you once you get out of that uniform.”
Fry smiled and stripped, then joined his wife in the bed.
“I love you Leela.”
“I love you to Fry.”
They kissed, and then began to make love.
Outside, the rest of the crew noticed strange noises coming from the ship, and once they noticed that Fry and Leela weren’t there, it was decided to leave them be.
--_---_--
New, New York Spaceport, Dock 4, 12 June 0745 Hrs.
The next morning, the Fry family arrived at the New, New York spaceport fifteen minutes early. It was easy enough to find the Eisenhower, it was just a matter of following the crowds of men in blue uniforms. Leela was surprised when the rest of Planet Express showed up. Fry and Leela were standing near the loading dock, just looking into each others eyes.
“I’m going to miss you Philip. Please be careful, and come home in one piece.” Leela said, holding his hand.
“I’ll be fine honey, I promise I’ll comeback safe and sound. I love you Leela.” Fry replied, a tear began to form in her eye as they hugged first, then kissed. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity. When they broke, Bender walked up to Fry and gave him a bone crunching hug.
“I’m going to miss you meat bag.” Bender said, unknown to Fry one of Bender’s arms was in his pocket, taking out his wallet.
“I’m going to miss you two Bender.” Fry said with effort. Bender finally let go, and stepped back by the rest of the crew. Hermes came forward.
“Fry mon, I don’t want ya worrin’ bout’ ya job, so I’m firin’ ya now.” Hermes said and him a pink slip.
“Yeah, yeah. Thanks. Fry said, then the Professor came up to him with a needle and a grin on his face. He stuck the needle in Fry’s arm.
“Ow! What was that for?” Fry said, rubbing the spot where the needle went in.
“Oh my just a little blood sample, you’ll never know when you might need a liver or something, Oh and speaking of which, if you happen to die, make sure that your organs are intact. Other people need them you know.” Farnsworth said smiling.
“Sure thing Professor.”
Fry looked down to see Leia starting to cry. He bent down and picked her up. “There, there, everything’s going to be OK, daddy’s going to be coming home. You be a good girl for mommy, OK?” Fry said, Leia nodded in response. He set her back down and sighed and looked at his family and friends.
“Last call for all DOOP personnel departing on DSS Eisenhower!” the loudspeaker blared.
“Well guys, I’ll miss you. Especially you honey.” Fry said, giving Leela one last kiss before walking up the gangway.
They all watched on as Fry boarded the ship, everyone showing some sign sadness in seeing Fry leave. At the top of the gangway he stopped took one last look an blew a kiss to Leela. He then disappeared into the hull of the ship. A few minutes later, the ship blasted off into space. While everyone was watching the ship grow smaller, Bender took Fry’s wallet out of his chest compartment and opened it. All he found inside was a business card size note saying ‘You’ve been scammed, sweetheart!’ and a picture of a red rose
“Hey Big Boots! What’d you do with Fry’s money?” Bender said.
“Oh he has it, I planned that since I knew you would pick-pocket Fry.” Leela said, smiling.
Bender randomly tossed the wallet away, hitting Zoidberg, and walked to the nearest bar. Everyone except Leela and Leia followed.
“You coming to O’ Zorganax’s with us Leela?” Amy said
“Yea I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
Leela stood there looking up at the sky for five more minutes, then grabbed Leia’s hand and they left the spaceport.
