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"I am going to have an operation!" Calculon said to his girlfriend.
Just then the T.V. went out.
"Aw, damn. I'll be right back. I gotta go fix this," said an angry
Bender. Leela, Fry, and Bender had all been watching All My Circuits for at least
thirty minutes.
"This gets so boring after a while," Leela said as she looked at
the fuzzy T.V.
"So, how long do you think it will take him to fix it?" Fry asked,
looking at the dazed Leela.
"I dunno, long enough for it to be over, I hope," Leela said.
"So.what do you want to do until then?" Fry asked, scooting a little
bit closer to Leela.
"Just wait I guess," she said.
"Ya know, you look prettier than usual, did you cut your hair?" he
said, scooting closer again.
"No, Fry, just the same old Leela," she said, ignoring the scoots.
Leela put her arms up and yawned, not realizing that her left hand had hit
him in the nose.
"Ow! What was that for?" Fry asked, rubbing his nose.
"Huh! Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there. Are you okay?" she asked,
looking at his face. He had his nose covered with his hands. "Here, let me
see," she asked, removing his hands. Her face was really close to his. "Oh,
you're fine, it's just red, that's all."
"It still hurts, is it bleeding?" he said.
"No, Fry, it's not bleeding," she said, starting to back her head
away from his.
"Are you sure? You better check," he said.
"No, you can go look in a mirror. I'm not looking up your nose!"
"Owwww, the pain! It hurts sooo bad! I can't move, Leela," he said,
wincing.
"Now, you and I both know that that was really fake. Like I said, go check
in a mirror."
"Please, I'll stop bugging you," he said, knowing that he had a kiss
planned.
"Okay, fine, you big baby," she said.
She moved her head closer to his so she could get her eye focused. He then
moved in very quickly, kissing her. She was surprised and shocked. Her muscles
were tight for a few moments before she relaxed into it. After a few moments more,
they had stopped.
"What was that for?" asked Leela, a bit shocked.
"Just because, I guess. Why aren't you mad?"
"Because I... I... I want to say that."
"What?"
"That you're a jerk! A self-centered pig! And buy a pair of Extra-Stretchy
Stretch Tight Jeans! They're the Stretchiest!"
Fry awoke with a start, remembering his dream. He was mad on how it ended.
"I hate commercials," he grumbled to himself as he pulled his pants
on and threw a white t-shirt on. He noticed the clock as he was messily combing
his hair, which already had the occasional spike to it. The clock read: 10:00
AM. He then rushed out of the house, cursing and noticing that Bender was already
waiting for him.
"Hey, pork pie, what's the rush?" he asked, puffing a cigar.
"Nothing, it's just that we're going to be late for work, and I don't
want to be late for work because Leela's gonna yell at me," he said.
"You humans and your stupid work, always rushing, never on time. Not like
us robots, no sir! We do our work without worrying on being late, or who's gonna
yell at us," by the time he had finished his little lecture, Fry was already
half-way down the street.
"Hey! Meat bag! Come back!" Bender said, rushing after him. |
