Futurama

Fan Fiction

An Even Longer Day
By Rye Guy

As the sunlight creeps in through the window, it beams across the room and shines directly on the bed. Leela stirs form under the covers to try and get the sun out of her eye. She pulls the cover over her head, but the light is too bright and shines through her thin sheet. She tosses the cover off of her and it lands at her ankles. She yawns and stratches her arms up toward the ceiling. As she rests them on her body, however, she looks down and realizes that she is naked. She quickly sits up.

"What? How did this happen? I don't remember getting in bed naked." She thinks for a moment. "Actually, I don't remember anything about last night."

A golden light from the end table gets her attention. She sees the locket on the table by her photo of Fry. She reaches over, picks up the locket, and opens it. Upon reading the message and seeing the picture of Fry and her parents, that's when it hits her.

"Oh!" she exclaims happily, "I remember now. He gave me this as an anniversary gift of our meeting. But what happened after that?" She rubs her eye. "I can't remember anything after that."

She looks over and sees one of her boots on the floor. She stands and stops from the terrible headache.

"...hangover, guess I drank too much."

She bends down and picks up the boot. She then sees the rest of her clothes scattered all over the floor, making a trail to the other end of the bed. She picks up her other boot, then her pants, her tank top, and then she sees: "Fry's jacket?" she gasps. What's this doing here?" She picks it up and holds it tight. She begins looking all around; at the bed, the locket, his jacket, and down at her naked body. "Did we? God, I wish I could remember!" She falls to her knees. "Oh Fry, did we? If we did, why did you leave? Are you ashamed of me?" She begins crying into his jacket as she falls onto the side of the bed.


At Planet Express...

Amy's busy doing some maintenance work on the ship's engine using a small blow torch. As the sparks fly from the engine and rain down onto the floor, Bender lies down and begins catching sparks in his mouth.

"Mmm, tasty."

Amy turns off the torch, removes her goggles and descends down the ladder. Not looking to where she's going, she accidentally steps on Bender. Her foot slips and she falls on top of him.

"Hey, get offa me!" he shouts.

"Bender! What are you doing down here?"

"I was trying to get a little snack before work started."

She gets up and mutters a Japanese curse under her breathe as she dusts herself off. "Well, next time watch where you're eating."

Bender gets up. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

He walks off to the lounge while Amy hangs the torch back on the Professor's tool rack on the wall. The door slides open and Fry steps in wearing his blue jeans and white shirt. She peers over at him nervously. "Hey, Fry, where's your jacket?"

"My what?" He looks at his arms. "Oh, um, I guess I left it at home or something," he answers glumly.

He heads to his locker. Amy watches him as he sits on the bench with a melancholy expression. There was something in his voice that seemed out of place. She had only seen him like this at times when he had his heart broken by a certain captain. She walks over to him and puts her hand on his shoulder. "Something wrong?"

"Wrong? No, everything's fine."

"You don't sound like everything's fine."

"I'm just tired; I was out late last night."

"At the New Year's Eve party in Town's Square; I saw you and Leela."

His head shoots up and he quickly looks up at her. "When did you see us?" he asks apprehensively.

She shrugs. "Around eleven or so. You were heading into Ozorgnax's."

"Oh...did you see us again anytime after that?"

"No. Why?"

"...no reason."


Leela walks warily down the street. Wearing Fry's jacket over her usual attire. Her head is pounding. "I hope those aspirins kick in soon."

As she walks by two guys loading some furniture into a moving truck, she hears one of them calling the other. "Hey Bill! Look, it's the Cyclops from Ozorgnax'a last night!"

Bill looks up. "Oh yeah! Come on baby! Let me get another gander at those party balloons of yours!"

She tries to ignore them at first but then think about what they're saying. She freezes and turns around "What are you talking about?"

They look at each other for a second and then grin. "Last night you danced topless for us in the bar."

"I what?"

"Yeah, then you threw your bra into the crowd. I caught it," boasts Bill.

Overtaken with disbelief, she can't move. "No, you're lying! I would never!"

Bill grins mischievously. "Oh yeah?" He reaches into the pocket of his overalls and pulls out a bra. She snatches it from him, examines it, and sees that it is hers.

"Oh God, no...Fry..."

She turns and begins running as fast as she can.

"What's her problem?"

She's running, leaving a trail of tear drops behind her. "Fry!" she cries in her mind. "What happened last night?"


Fry sits at the conference table, slumped over the table, his face buried in his folded arms. He sits there in silence for a moment but suddenly feels something poking his head. He swats away a wooden pole and looks up to see the Professor.

"Wake up, Fry!"

"I'm awake Professor, I was just..." he sighs, "...thinking."

"We don't have enough time for you to think right now."

"Why? What's going on?"

"We've got a delivery to make today and Leela isn't here yet."

"Don't worry. She'll be here, hangover or not."

"She'd better be." The Professor turns to leave. When he does, the pole swings around form behind him and hits Fry in the back of the head.

"Ow!"


Downstairs...

The door fly open as Leela dashes in and jumps in the elevator. It takes her to the second floor. She darts down the hall at full speed and enters the conference room where she sees Fry rubbing the back of his head.

"Fry!"

He looks over his shoulder. "Leela?"

She stands in the doorway as he stands from his chair. The two peer into one another's eyes in silence for what feels like an eternity. The entire conference room is still and empty. All that can be heard is the frantic breathing of Leela and the pound of her heart.

She fells the invisible shackles holding her in position shatter as she takes a step forward. Her embarrassment at what she found out a few minutes ago weighs her down making each step feel like she carrying a heavy military pack on her back. She finally reaches Fry. All she can bring herself to do is hug him tightly. He gently puts his hand to her chin and lifts her face to his. He sees the tear marks on her cheeks.

"Leela, you've been crying."

"Please, tell me what happened last night. I found your jacket on my bedroom floor then these two guys outside had my bra from something that happened at Ozorgnax'a last night. But I don't believe it. I can't even remember anything after you giving me this locket." She grasps it firmly in her right hand.

He looks into her eye. "Nothing happened last night. You just had a few too many Slurmwiesers. That's all."

"Then why was your jacket on my floor?"

"I put it on you to keep you warm on the walk home."

"But I was naked when I woke up. I thought that we..."

"We didn't."

"Are you lying?"

"Leela, I know I'm not the most charismatic guy in the world, but I would NEVER take advantage of you when you're drunk."

She grabs his shoulders. "Fry, there's something else. You're hiding something from me. Please tell me; what really happened last night?"

He sighs heavily. "Sit down and I'll tell you."

They sit and he goes on to explain everything that happened the previous night. From the jerk in the crowd, to her meeting Terry in the bar, her getting drunk and stripping, even her trying to seduce him at her apartment. Leela is in shock from all of this. Finding it hard to believe that it was true, but the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice told her it was all true.

"...the you fell asleep," he ends.

"I had no idea I was capable of that."

"Neither did I."

"Tell me Fry, you had all these opportunities to get what you've wanted for so long. Why didn't you take me?"

He shrugs. "I guess I have too much respect for you to do something like that."

"Fry..."

He stands. "All I ever wanted all these years was for you to say that you loved me too." He turns and begins walking to the elevator. "But I guess the only way to hear you say it is while you're drunk." He gets in the elevator.

"Wait!" she calls but the doors have already shut. She falls into her seat and begins to cry. "Fry, I'm so sorry. But I really do love you."

"Leela!" shouts the Professor from the docking bay. "Get down here! You have a delivery!"

She wipes her tears with the sleeve of Fry's jacket which he is still wearing.

"Pull yourself together. You'll have plenty of time to think about it later," she assures herself. If only it worked.


A while later, in the ship which is flying through the gulf of space; Fry sits in the mess hall snacking on a small bag of chips. He's so lost in thought that he doesn't even hear the door open behind him. He then feels someone rest his jacket over his shoulders. He turns in his seat to see Leela behind him. He smiles when he sees the locket around her neck.

She smiles nervously. "It's a...it's a nice jacket."

"Yeah..."

"It, um, it breathes real well."

"It's cotton. I bought it back in 1998 at a yard sale..."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

An awkward silence fills the room. He slips the jacket on as she sits next to him.

"Fry, I've been thinking and I'm sorry about last night."

"No need to apologize. I know being out with me made you drink."

"No, it wasn't you; it was me. I've just had so much on my mind recently and when you gave me this locket I just couldn't control myself."

"Leela, I have a question? That picture of my by your bed. Why do you have that?"

"Oh, that." She sighs. "Remember when that Space Bee stung us and I was in a coma for two weeks?"

"How could I forget?"

"Well, there's something I didn't tell you about those two weeks. In my coma, I had this continuing nightmare where you died from the sting instead of me." His eyes widen as he leans in to listen to more. "Your spirit kept contacting me in my dreams but everyone thought I was crazy. Soon, I realized that I would rather give up everything I had in this world just to be with you again..." she grabs his hand and squeezes it, "...where I was truly happy."

Fry is left speechless. She stares into his eyes and smiles.

"Since then I've kept that picture by my bed so I'll always see it and think of you before I go to sleep."

"Oh Leela..." tears begin to swell in both of their eyes.

"I love you Fry. I should have told you before."

She pulls him close and kisses him passionately. They sit there, locked in that kiss for a moment that felt as though time was standing still just for them. The entire universe ceased to be. All that existed at this moment was them. They could only see each other's eyes; they could only feel each other's lips.

They slowly pull back and gaze lovingly into one another's eyes. Leela begins to cry happily.

"I'm so sorry Fry. I'm so sorry for making you wait so long-"

He places one finger on her lips and smiles. "Don't apologize for bringing me happiness."

They become locked in another tender kiss. Both their hearts ready to burst from the sheer emotion they are each experiencing at this moment. But each are satisfied in knowing that this was right. They feel as though, somehow, someway, love was made just for them. Love is one soul inhabiting two bodies. And now, these bodies were becoming one and the soul is made complete. And somewhere, deep in the universe, a small three-eyed furry creature stares up to the heavens above and smiles.

Buddies