Time Runs Short, Part 2
Author's notes: Hey guys, sorry it took so long to get the chapter out, I've
just been so busy, but I hope that you like it. It may be short, but it's the
best I can do and I hope that is all you expect of me! Now, on with the show.
(Graham's the best! ^_^) thanks--Frysgal77
Chapter 2: It's Saturday, but are we all Happy?
"Okay, we're here! We know we're late, and we're sorry! Just don't..."
Fry looked around and saw that nobody was there. "Hey, where is everybody?"
"I dunno, but this is pissin' me off! Wait! They stood us up! Oh well,
I'll just have to drink my beer in peace," Bender said, popping a beer open
and sitting down at the conference table, putting his metal feet up.
Fry looked around and spotted the calendar, "Bender, you're gonna hate
me for saying this but..."
"But?" Bender said, taking a swig of his beer.
"But, it's Saturday and we don't have work today!" Fry started to
"Aw, damn! I hate work. This sucks. Well.I'm gonna go build my own theme
park... with black jack! And hookers! And...forget the park!" Bender said
as he walked out the door, leaving Fry standing all alone, having the day to himself.
He turned around and walked throughout the Planet Express building, finding
his legs taking him to the ship's docking bay. It wasn't any shock to him when
he found that the ship's door was open. He decided to take a look and see who
had opened the ship. He entered the bridge and saw no one there. So he went through
a doorway and wandered down a hall. He found himself at Leela's quarters. He heard
a small sound come from inside. He wondered if maybe it was Nibbler or Leela herself.
So his curiosity got the better of him and he opened the door.
He saw Leela sitting at her desk, writing something down.
"Hey, Leela," he said, walking up to her.
She whirled around in shock. "Fry! What are you doing here? It's a Saturday!
There's no work today," she said, sounding like she had been caught doing
"Oh, about that, well, ya see, Bender and I thought it was a work day.
We didn't realize that it was Saturday," Fry said, looking at Leela, noticing
that her eye was bloodshot. Her hair looked like it had been pulled down out of
frustration and she was shaking.
"Have you been crying?"
"What? No, where would you get an idea like that?" she asked, crumpling
the piece of paper up.
"What's that?" Fry asked, looking at her hands, which held the piece
"Nothing, it's just," she looked around quickly.
"What?" he asked.
"I can't take it anymore, Fry! I'm gonna," she burst into tears and
fell onto his chest, sobbing into his jacket.