The Meeting Gone Wrong
By Max Bellamy
Fry and Seraph walk out of the door.
Fry: So, what do you do?
Seraph: I protect that which matters most.
Fry: Which is?
Seraph: My money. The Oracle keeps mooching off of me.
Seraph: Oh, by the way, we're here.
Seraph leads Fry to the Oracle. He finds her sitting on a park bench.
Oracle: Well sit down. I ain't gonna bite you.
Fry: That's what I'm afraid of.
Oracle: Let me take another look at you.
Oracle looks at Fry.
Oracle: My goodness look at you. You've done alright for your self.
Fry: Oracle, it's only been a week.
Oracle: I know. Why don't you have a sit.
Fry: I think I'll stand. (Waits a bit) Aw, I tired of standing!
Fry sits down.
Fry: Okay. Why did you call me?
Oracle: Because zions in danger.
Fry: Well, duh. Neo called me about it. But I couldn't hear him right because
there was some loud music playing in the backround! Then he had to quickly go
for some reason. Do you know anything about that?
Oracle: What am I psychic? I mean, yes...yes I do. Um. they were having a
Fry: And I didn't get invited. Bastard!
Oracle: Anyway. You need to save Zion.
Oracle: By duking it out with the sentinals.
Fry: The squids? Aw man!
Seraph walks up.
Seraph: We must go. I don't want to miss my soap operas.
Oracle: Oh, fine. Listen Fry, you can save Zion.
Fry: What if I can't? What happens on I decide to watch T.V instead?
Oracle: Then Zion will fall. Just go do it.
Oracle pats Fry on the stomach. Fry makes a girlish giggle. The Oracle and
Seraph walk through a door leading to the men's bathroom.
Man: Do you mind?
They walk back out and go throught the right one. Fry suddenly turns around
and sees Smith walking towards him.
Smith: Mr. Fry.
Fry: Oh, great. What?
Smith: Surprised to see me?
Smith: Oh. Okay then.
Fry: Anyway. What do you want?
Smith: I want to be your friend Fry.
Smith: No! Get him boys!
100 Smiths come out of nowhere and tackle Fry.
Fry: Gaaaa!!!! No fair!
Fry pushes them off and fight them. More keep showing up. A bus stops in
front of them and a bunch of Smiths come out. The a Taxi shows up. More smiths
Taxi Driver: Hey what about my fare?
Smith gives him $100.
Driver: Thanks I-----GAAAA!!!!!
Smith turns the driver into another Smith. Fry keeps on fighting them. He
Fights them with one fist and starts to check his nails on the other hand.
Fry: Hmm....these nails are dirty.
A Smith grabs Fry and throws him into a wall.
Fry: Ow! That's it!
Fry rips a pole out of the ground. The Smiths freak out and try to run.
Fry: Don't run!(Hits a Smith) Don't run!(Hit another Smith) Freaks! All you
Fry knocks a Smith in the air.
Scene: Dodger stadium.
Annoucer: And the ball is hit. The ball is going, going and... oh look a
Smith is flying into the stadium. What a show!
Smith flies in and lands in front of Marc Miguire.
Marc: Hey, what are you GAAA!!!!!!
Marc is turned into a Smith.
Smith: Thank you.
Smith: My pleasure.
Scene: Now wrecked park.
The Smiths are defeated. Fry drops the pole.
Fry: There. That was easy.
A rumbling sound is heard. A bunch of Smiths in baseball uniforms come in.
Smith: Let's play ball.
Fry: Oh screw this!
Fry flies away. The Smiths stand there.
Smith: Sorry guys. We'll try again next season.