The Heavy About Love, Part 1
By Rye Guy
Author's Note : This is a re-write of the first Futurama fanfic I ever wrote
(I never sent it anywhere to get posted). This is a story I've been fiddling
around with even before I started writing "The Other". I didn't like the way
the original turned out so I put the story on the back-burner for a while.
But now, I thought, why not give it antoher try? So, I took the original
story, fixed what I felt was wrong with it and changed a lot of things to hopefully
improve it. Then that second draft didn't meet with my hopes for how it
would be. So, I re-wrote it a third time and finally, I like this story. Now, I'm
aware that some, if not many, of you might not like this story because of
the subject matter of extreme weight gain and all. To be honest, I don't care
if no one like this story. I write stories that I want to write, not stories
that I think others will read. Hell, I never thought anyone would like "The
Other", but I see how mistaken I was. Just remember, that I'm a writer who
works in his own bounds. So, you can always expect unique stories that are unlike
many out there from me. I write simply for the fun of writing and improving
my talent. And as with all my writings, there is truth in this story also.
Each of my fics has some aspect in it that's based on real things that I've
experienced in my long 19 years on this planet.
If you like any of my other works than you may like this because like my
other fics, this story was made to stand out as something unique and different.
Feedback is always welcome, be it positive or negative. Although I like
positive better. :P
So sit back, read, and enjoy :)
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But few realize just how true
that is. This is a story of how one young space captain did just that. She
came from sewers and lived a normal life on the peaceful planet Earth. She is
captain of an intergalactic space delivery crew. A good leader, she is brave,
cunning, strong; and even though she never thinks much of it, she is also
very beautiful. For you see, she is unaware of the beauty she possesses. This
stems from a life of ridicule and rejection. Only one person has ever made
her feel confident in herself. And that young man is truly in love with her. But
both are about to discover how love cares not of outward appearance, but is
instead more focused on who the person is. To quote an old cliche: "It's
what's on the inside that counts." And in this case, what's inside makes the
outside gorgeous no matter how much it changes.
Our story begins in an apartment in the bustling city of New New York, where
our lady sleeps.
"One eye! One eye! One eye!"
Echo the voices...
"You worthless freak!"
Leela runs from the voices; but the faster she runs, the louder they become.
"No one will ever love you!"
They grow so loud she falls to her knees and covers her ears, but to no
avail; the voices still come through as loud as ever.
"Stop!" she cries in an emotional agony. She buries her face in her lap and
begins to cry. Her tears collect on the ground below her as the voices
continue their onslaught. "Make it go away..." she cries softly between tears.
A lone, humble voice replies "I can." And with that, the voices cease.
Leela wipes the tears from her eye and turns to see Fry walking towards her
with his usual warm, inviting smile.
He nods. "Yes, Leela." He kneels down next to her and gently places his hand
on her shoulder.
She then wraps her arms around his torso and cries into his chest. "Thank
God you're here."
"That's just it Leela. I'm not here."
She lifts her head and meets his eyes. "What do you mean?"
"Leela, I want to be there for you. But you won't let me." He silently
stands and turns away from her. "I'm the only one who can make the voices of your
past remain silent. But, you won't give me a chance to." He begins to walk
away, back into the nothingness he came from.
The voices begin again sending Leela into an immediate breakdown. She finds
herself unable to stand. All she can do is reach her hand out for Fry and cry
as she watches him vanish in the distance.
"Fry, please! Don't go! I need you..." She sits up in her bed with her hand
reaching forward "...I love you!" she freezes instantly. She stands and wipes
a tear from her cheek. She looks down to see the fresh tear stains on her
pillow. She sighs sadly and rubs her head as she makes her way to the window.
As she gazes out the window, she can't help but think back to all the awful
memories such a dream brings. To think, she used to be so stubborn about her
She smiles. "Good thing I finally decided to follow my heart."
With her face glowing in happiness, she turns to see her fiancee' still
asleep in bed. She bends down and gives him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "I love
you, Fry," she whispers.
A grin forms on Fry's face. "I love you too, Leela..." he responds softly,
talking in his sleep.
The next morning at the gym...
Leela and Amy are working out. Leela is lifting weights while Amy runs on
the treadmill. There is hardly anyone in the gym besides them because it is so
early in the morning. This had been a part of Leela's routine for the past
several years now; work out at the gym for a couple of hours early each morning
before going to work. Amy had just recently joined her in hopes that she
could lose some of her cute baby fat around her thighs, waists, and rear. Kif
had told her time and time again that she didn't need to; that she was
beautiful jus the way she is. Even though Amy appreciated it, she didn't believe it.
As for Leela, this was part of her normal morning routine. She's been doing
this every morning for the past ten years. Now, there's nothing wrong with a
woman wanting to stay in shape and be fit, but Leela took it to extremes.
She'd exercise until she could barely stand, eat hardly anything all day, and
drink nothing but water. Ever since she was a child, she was always made fun of
because of her eye. She had it in her head that no man would ever find her
attractive so she came up with an idea. She thought that maybe if she had an
excellent body, it would distract people from her eye. At age 15 she started
setting her plan in motion. It started with kung-fu and taekwondo classes.
After that came weight lifting, running, swimming. In no time, she was thin,
fit, and trim. But she didn't think she was good enough yet. It got to the point
to where she was disgusted with herself whenever she ate so she would make
herself throw up after eating anything. This led to her becoming bulemic at age
One day she was sent to the hospital when her body just simply shut down
from too much excersion and malnutrition. As she lay in that hospital bed, she
began to ask herself, "Is it really worth it? Why am I doing this to myself?"
She was so weak she couldn't stand; she could barely lift her arms. Over and
over in her mind, she kept wishing how it didn't have to be this way. If only
she could just not worry about it so much. Just stop all of this and
worrying and torture.
But, if she did that, then she could kiss her dreams of marriage and
raising a family good bye. Men don't like fat girls. They want supermodels,
swimsuit models; women with tone and definition to their bodies. At least, that's
what Leela thought. And she knew in her mind that she would lose Fry if she
ever changed her routine. She was not only doing this for her, she was doing it
for him as well. He thought she was beautiful, but that wasn't enough. She
has to believe she is beautiful before she will ever stop.
With a clang, she sets the barbell back on it's stand and sits up. She sits
there for a second, continuing her thoughts until she notices the clock on
the wall. They have half an hour to get to work. She stands and walk over to
Amy on the treamill.
"Amy, let's hit the showers. We need to get to work."
In the showers...
The two shower next to each other and chat in the empty locker room. They
are the only two there. Amy starts the conversation.
"So, Leela, how are things with you and Fry?"
She smiles. "Couldn't be better. Pretty much the only hard part right now is
getting everything ready for the wedding."
"What all have you gotten taken care of so far?"
Leela thinks for a second. "Let's see...we got the church, the caterers,
Fry's tux, and dinner."
"Wow. Sounds like you two have been busy."
"Yeah, but there's still so much to take care of. I haven't even had time to
go looking for a gown yet."
"Gleesh! Tell you what, how about you and I go shopping for your gown
tonight after work?"
"I'd love to but I can't. Fry and I have dinner plans tonight. How about
"Sounds like a plan."
Amy takes some shampoo in her hand and begins washing her hair. Some of the
lather gets in her eyes, but she quickly rinses it out. She rinses the
shampoo out of her hair and casually looks over to Leela but stops and begins
staring at her. She had never realized how muscular Leela really is. Her biceps
are toned and she even has some firm abs.
She grins. "I guess Fry must really enjoy it. Um, how is it by the way? If
you don't mind me asking."
Leela gives her a curious look but it is replaced hy a satified grin. "To be
completely honest, making love with Fry is the best experience I've ever had.
Why do you ask? I mean, you should know how good he is. It's not like you
didn't have sex when you were dating each other."
Amy scratches the back of her head with a bit of nervousness. "That's just
it, we did, but it wasn't good at all. I didn't want to say anything to him
about it, but I know why...once during sex he called me Leela."
Leela looks at her in almost disbelief.
"Even when he was with me, he was in love with you. So naturally, he was
distacted when we had sex; whereas with you, it's a dream come true for him."
Leela is speechless. Not knowing what to say, she continues scrubbing her
legs and once finsihed, she turns off her shower head and smiles to Amy. "We'd
better get going or we'll be late."
A short time later, at Planet Express...
Fry and Bender are in the lounge watching TV. Bender is slouched in his seat
as usual, but Fry is sitting up straight with his legs crossed and a smile
on his face. He's not even paying attention to the television at all. Instead,
he is gazing out the window to the beautiful morning sky and how the glow of
the rising sun reminds him of the radiance of Leela's spirit.
Bender taps his foot on the coffee table along with the music in a
commercial for Mom's Friendly Robot Company. Once the commercial has ended, Bender
sits up. "Man, that Mom sure knows some catchy jingles. Doesn't she Fry?" No
response. "Fry?" He looks at Fry who is lost in his cloud gazing. Bender reaches
up , pinches Fry's ear and tugs hard.
Fry jumps. "Ow! Hey cut it out Bender!"
"Maybe you should pay more attention next time."
"Attention to what?"
Bender throws his arms up in aggrevation. "What's wrong with you Fry? Ever
since you and Leela first started going out, you've been acting so different."
"No I haven't." Fry attempts to defend himself, but knows how true his
friend's words are.
"Face it Fry, she's changed you."
"Yeah, for the better." He grins.
Bender crosses his arms and sits back in his seat, his eyes focused back on
the TV. "I'll never understand these emotions of yours."
With nothing but the TV making any noise, Fry returns his attention to the
window. He's so caught up in staring, he doesn't hear the door open. Suddenly
a pair of hands cover his eyes.
"Guess who?" asks a very lovingly familiar voice.
Fry smiles and grabs the hands gently. "Gee, I wonder who it could be," he
responds jokingly. "Is it Scruffy?"
Leela chuckles. "Nope. Try again."
With a giggle, she tilts his head back. "It's me baby." The two share a
tender kiss. She sits on the arm of the couch with her arm on Fry's shoulders.
Fry shrugs. "Honestly, I have no idea. I wasn't really watching it. I was too
busy thinking about you."
She leans down and kisses him again.
Bender stands. "If you two are gonna
start that again, I'm outta here!" He exits, leaving the couple alone.
She slides off the arm rest and onto his lap. Both of them lay down across
the couch together. Leela is on her back and Fry is on his right side between
her and the back of the sofa. He runs his fingers down her stomach to the
bottom of her shirt. He rolls it up and gently rests his hand on her tone
stomach. Looking into her eye, he sets his head down on the cushion next to hers
and kisses her cheek. "You are so beautiful."
She sees the truth in his eyes but there is still the cloud of doubt in her
mind, keeping her from accepting those words. She wraps her arm around him
and the two begin to cuddle, but they are interrupted by Amy, who sticks her
head in through the door.
"Hey guys, the Professor needs you two in the conference room. We've got a
Both Fry and Leela sigh dejectedly. But seeing as how it's their job, they
might as well do what they're paid to.
In the conference room...
The whole crew is seated, unenthusiastically awaiting to find out their
destination. Given past experiences, they were all used to expecting some
cannibal planet or a world riddled with flesh eating viruses or what have you. The
Professor shuffles in with his usual grin as he remains oblivious to any and
all dangers that he may be putting the crew through today.
"Good news everyone! Today you'll be making a delivery of Lipidia 4, the
Bender sits up in his chair. "Whoa, whoa whoa, hold on a second here. A
bakery planet? As in edible baked goods right?"
The Professor nods "Yes."
"Like they're not made from people or robots? They don't carry hazardous
viruses or diseases or anything like that?"
"Oh my no."
"So, it's actually a safe mission than. Alright!" Bender throws his arms up
in the air. The rest of the crew share in his surprise and joy.
"So what are we delivering?" asks Leela.
"You'll be taking a large crate of flour to a bakery on the planet known as
Aner Exic's Bakery. He'll be inside waiting for you. The whole trip and
delivery should take you no more than two hours or so."
Leela thinks to herself, "Good. That means that Fry and I will still be able
to have our dinner date tonight." She takes hold of Fry's hand and smiles at
him as the Professor continues with his instructions.