Futurama

Fan Fiction

The Time Of Your Life, part 4
By Frosty

Fry and Steve were standing out in the backyard wearing sweatshirts and beanies as they put the finishing touches on Fry’s new skate park while Leela, Sara, Audrey, and Jessica were out shopping. About three camera men were filming as Fry shouted.

They had arrived a week earlier, getting ready to start filming the show. Fry and Leela had met with producers to go over the details before filming began and were getting everything set for their wedding in one month. Leela had already bought her dress (that she hid somewhere Fry didn’t know about) and Fry had his tux ordered. They sent the invitations, and had a few places they were going to go look at for the reception.

While Leela and Sara did most of the planning, Fry and Steve spent most of the day outside building. It took three weeks and finally it was done.

Fry jumped down from the ramp and walked over to the camera.

“We just finished my private skate park, and now I think it’s time to test it out.”

Fry then felt something run down the back of his shirt and looked over his shoulder. Steve was standing there pouring his beer on Fry.

“Oh you’re dead!”

Fry chased him around the yard until he tackled him and got mud all over both of them.

“Ew!” Steve shouted “It smells!”

Fry started laughing but stopped when Steve threw a clump of mud at him.

“Oh my God!”

They both started gagging and Fry motioned to the house.

“Lets go change.”

They walked inside and went into the bedroom. Fry opened the closet and pulled out two shirts, and was about to close it when something caught his eye.

“What’s this?”

He pulled out a white dress with cheap-looking red beads around the collar, little roosters stitched around the bottom and yellow sequins down the sides.

“Is that Leela’s dress?” Steve asked.

“God I hope not. Look at this thing.”

Fry held it up and Steve just stared.

“Not her best look.”

“Tell me about it.”

Fry stared at it for a few seconds before shaking his head.

“Why the hell would she buy this?”

“How much?”

Fry looked at the tag and his eyes went wide.

“Frickin’ $9,000! For this ugly thing?”

“Dude! Was she high or something when she bought it?”

“You know, I think she might have been.”

He stared at it before a grin crossed his face.

“Hey call Mike and Buddy. I’ve got an idea.”


“This is gonna be great.” Fry said as he sat on the couch laughing and holding a paintball gun in his hand.

“We decided that since Leela’s dress is so ugly, we’re gonna modify it. With this. Buddy thinks he’s modeling it for us, but what he doesn’t know is that I‘ve got 20 paintballs loaded in the beotch.”

He held up the gun and it accidentally went off, shooting his foot. Fry jumped up and hopped around. “Ow!”

Steve and Mike were laughing hysterically as Fry sat back down.

“Oh that hurt so bad!”

“Shh, he’s coming. Hide the gun.”

Fry hid it behind his back and Buddy came down stairs wearing the dress. They all started laughing and Fry put his finger on the trigger.

“Hey lets get a view from behind.”

Buddy turned around and Fry shot him right in the ass with the paintball gun. Buddy screamed and ran out of the house. Laughing, Fry followed him shooting the gun.

They ran around the yard, where Buddy fell in the mud three times and finally Fry said he could stop.

“Ow! You jackass! Why did you do that?”

“Buddy I got shot in the foot! Okay? It felt like this-” he said, shooting Buddy’s foot with the last paintball.

“Ow!” he shouted before punching Fry’s arm.

Mike and Steve had joined them and were laughing.

“Dude, look at the dress.”

It now had yellow, green, blue, and red paint all over it, along with mud and grass stains.

“I think it looks better” Fry said.

“Hey Leela should be home soon right?” Mike said.

Fry checked his watch before shaking his head. “Yeah,”

“Lets nail it to the front door so she sees it when she comes home.”

“Oh that’s perfect!”

He ripped the dress off Buddy only to find that he had no clothes on under it. Fry, Steve and Mike screamed before running away.


Leela pulled up to the house about 20 minutes later. There was a dashboard camera in her car and a black car pulled up behind her with two more camera men.

“What is that?” Sara said pointing at the door.

“That’s the dress.” Leela said when she saw it.

She slammed the door and ripped the dress off of the door.

“Look what they did. They destroyed it!”

The four of them walked inside and found Fry, Steve, Mike and Buddy sitting on the couch in front of the fire playing Play Station 3000.

“Fry!” Leela shouted.

He turned his head and saw the dress in her hands. Leela couldn’t believe what they did next: they laughed.

“You think this is funny?!”

Fry stifled his laughed for a few seconds. “No.”

Leela gave him a stern look and Fry knew he was in for it.

“What the hell were you thinking?!”

“Me? What the hell were you thinking when you bought that God awful thing?!”

“What?”

“That is the worst piece of crap I have ever seen in my entire life.”

“Well I loved it, and you just destroyed it!” she shouted throwing the dress into the fire and storming upstairs.

“Leela-”

“Screw you!”

Sara, Audrey and Jessica slapped all of them one by one on the back of their heads before following Leela upstairs.

“Dude, she is pissed.” Fry said.

“Well you destroyed her wedding dress.” Buddy replied.

Fry glared before punching him. “I’m gonna go talk to her.”

He ran upstairs and knocked on the door. “Leela?”

“Go away!” she yelled.

He opened the door and a pillow hit him in the face.

“Look I’m sorry.”

“Just what were you thinking?”

Fry looked at the five angry women staring at him.

“Guys, can you give me and Leela a few minutes alone?”

Sara, Audrey and Jessica left and closed the door.

“Look Leela, I’m really sorry.”

“Fry that was my wedding dress. Why on earth would you destroy it?”

“Well, you’re so beautiful, I couldn’t stand to see you in that hideous thing.”

She just stared at him.

“Leela, it looked like you got it from a pawnshop! I mean, everyone thought it was ugly.”

“So what if we have kids Fry? If everyone thinks they’re ugly are you gonna take them back to the hospital and trade them for cute ones?”

Oh my God, has she lost it?

“Of course not. Because our kids will be beautiful just like you.”

She hit him with a pillow again before standing up. “Oh get bent.”

“Look I’m sorry! What else do you want me to say?”

Leela turned around and Fry saw a smile come across her face.

“Are-are you screwing with me?”

She bit her lip and swayed her hips back and forth before answering innocently. “Maybe.”

“But-but-”

“Fry two things: 1. Do you really think I would hide my wedding dress in our closet where you could see it? And 2. Did you really think I would wear something that hideous on our wedding day?”

She laughed and Fry put his hands up to his head and rolled his eyes. “Oh my God!”

Leela put her arms around him and Fry started laughing.

“I got you good, huh?”

She looked up and Fry sighed.

“Yeah, you got me.” he mumbled.

“What was that? I can‘t quite hear you.”

“You got me.” he said.

She kissed him before taking his hand. “Come on, we better go down stairs before they think I killed you.”

She led him out of the room and down stairs.

“Oh good, you’re still alive.” Mike said.

“Okay, it was a joke.” Leela said.

“What?” Steve said.

“Sara and I bought that dress at the thrift store and added everything to it, put the price tag on it, then placed it in the closet. It was only a matter of time until you guys did something stupid and destroyed it.”

“You guys actually did less damage than we thought you would.” Sara said.

Leela put her arms around Fry. “Promise me you’ll talk to me if you don’t like something I buy.”

“I promise I’ll talk to you before I destroy it.”

She slapped him playfully and rested her head on his shoulder. “That’s all I ask.”


“I still can’t believe I got you!” Leela said.

It was later that night and they were in the bedroom with a small hand held camera that the producers had given Fry asking them to film any private moments they wanted to share. They filmed almost every night before they went to bed. Fry was sitting on the floor while Leela was lying on her stomach with her arms resting on the edge of the bed.

“Yeah, yeah. But no one is going to fool me ever again.”

Leela shook her head and looked at the box in Fry’s hand.

“What’s that?”

“It’s from Bender. ‘Hey meat bags. Here’s an early present for you. I think you’ll enjoy it.’”

He shrugged and opened the box and a plastic snake flew out, causing Fry to scream and fall on the floor while Leela laughed hysterically.

“Thanks Bender I love it!” Leela said to the camera.

“That wasn’t funny!”

He groaned and sat up clutching his chest. “I think I’m having a heart attack.”

She kissed his forehead as he picked up the snake. “What were you just saying? That no one is ever going to fool you again?”

He looked up before jumping on the bed and pinning her down.

“Wow, you’ve gotten pretty strong.” Leela said.

“Really?”

“Nope.”

She was able to get him off of her and pin him down by putting his hands behind his back.

“Ow! I give, I give!”

Leela laughed before reaching over and turning off the camera.


A few days later Fry was skating out in the backyard when Leela came out.

“Fry come on, we’ve got things to do.”

He jumped off his board and walked over. “Like what?”

“I have three places for the reception. We have to pick the one we like the best.”

“Aw, do we have to?”

“Yes, now come on lets go.”

They got in his hummer before driving down the street, music blaring.

“Fry!” Leela screamed turning it down.

“What?”

“It’s too loud.”

“Sorry.”

He smirked and Leela shook her head.

“So, where are we going?”

“1783 Sunset Blvd.”

“What is this place?”

“It’s a banquet hall.”

“Then where are we going?”

“Well there’s another banquet hall I picked then a hotel with a ball room.”

“I know how we can pick one without even going to any of them.”

“How?”

“Which ones the cheapest?”


“This is stupid.”

“Fry, stop it.”

He opened the door to the Bourassa Hotel for her and motioned inside. They had been to the two banquet halls, but both agreed they just weren’t what they were looking for.

“After you.”

She smiled and Fry followed her in where they were greeted by a man wearing a grey suit with short brown hair.

“Welcome to the Bourassa Hotel. I‘m Evan Bourassa.”

“Nice to meet you. I‘m Leela, and this is my fiancé Phil.”

“Oh, yes, we’ve been expecting you. Come, let me show you around.”

He led them into a large room with a dance floor, a stage and a bar. The tables and chairs were stacked around the room.

“This is probably the best room in the building for a wedding reception.”

“Wow, this is very nice.” Leela said looking around.

Evan was about to speak when his pager vibrated.

“Excuse me I’ll be right back.”

He walked out of the room and Leela walked onto the dance floor closing her eye. She could just imagine all her friends, her parents, the music playing, Fry in his tux, her in her dress and everything just being perfect. Fry watched her and smiled as he slipped his arm around her waist and took her hand in his. She opened her eye.

“What do you think?” he asked.

“We’ve only been here for 2 minutes and I already love it. This is the place Fry.”

Evan walked back in the room and looked at the two. Leela let go of Fry’s hand and smiled.

“I think this is the place.”

“Great.” Evan said “I’ll go get the paperwork. I’ll just take a second.”

He walked out and Fry noticed about 6 chairs stacked up. He looked at Leela smirking.

“Fry what are you doing?”

He got far enough away from the chairs then started running.

“Fry!”

He jumped up and landed on the chair before they tipped back and fell on the floor. Leela put a hand up to her face as Fry laughed. “That was so cool!”

“Just get up before he comes back in.”

Fry stood up and Leela grabbed his arm. “You behave.”

“Yes mom.”

Evan walked back in and grabbed three chairs setting them up at a table.

“Okay, so here’s everything that’s included.”

They looked over the papers and Fry rubbed his chin. “Now what happens if we break something?”

Leela kicked him under the table and he yelped a little.

“He’s kidding.”

“Okay. So how many people are you inviting?’

“About 150.”

“No problem. Just tell us what you want and we’ll take care of the rest.”

“Fantastic.”


“See? That wasn’t so bad.” Leela said as they drove home.

“I’m just glad it’s done.”

“I cant wait until our wedding day, aren’t you?”

“Of course.” Fry said reaching over and taking her hand, “Less than a month away.”

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