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Cyberphobia

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« Reply #280 on: 10-22-2006 07:02 »

Haha that was good! Even though Fry doesn't strike me as the assulting type!
Bending Unit 99

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« Reply #281 on: 10-22-2006 07:40 »

maybe he did it in his sleep,
its happened in real life...
jle1993

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« Reply #282 on: 10-22-2006 09:29 »

Here we go, either you'll love it or you'll hate it.
Part five

Leela froze in complete shock. Fry, sweet gentle loyal Fry, was a convict. Fry saw her freeze and dropped his head in shame.
“If you want to divorce me again or something, I’ll understand,” he said quietly. At the mention of the word divorce Leela snapped back to attention.
“No Fry, I don’t want a divorce, I told you before, nothing you can tell me can change the way I feel about you. But can’t you understand why I’m surprised? You always seemed so gentle, so sweet, and yet here you are telling me you were in jail for assault.”
“They wanted to charge me with attempted murder,” admitted Fry.
“Do you want to talk about it?” asked Leela
“I don’t know where to start,”
“How about the beginning,”

“Ok then, I had a crappy childhood. My brother Yancy was always considered to be the future of the family, so he got to go to school and make friends. I was considered a mistake so I was kept home. My parents spent most of the time arguing, and when they weren’t hitting each other, my mum ignored me and my dad beat me. I was raised knowing that I would never amount to anything and I was a waste of space that couldn’t do anything right.”
“Oh my god,”
“I’m not finished. The only thing that disgusted my dad more than me was the commies. When he wasn’t beating me or mum, he was always raving about what scum the commies were. All I ever wanted was for my dad to be proud of me, just to hear him say that I’d done something right.
So one night, I went out. This commie guy was just walking down the street, and in the back of my head, I could hear dad going on about what scum commies were, and I could imagine the smile on his face and the pat on the back I’d get if I could deal with one. So I followed the guy, followed him till he turned down an alley. Then I…then I…I…” Fry trailed off.
“Go on Fry,” encouraged Leela.
“I…I attacked him…with a metal pipe…”
“Jesus Fry,”
“All I wanted was for my dad to be proud of me, but he wasn’t. I beat up a commie like he was always saying was the only way to deal with a commie, but he still wasn’t proud of me. He gave me the same disgusted look he always did and I spent five years in jail. I deserved it for hurting that guy so badly, and for being stupid enough to think my dad could ever be proud of me,” sobbed Fry breaking down.
“What happened to the guy?” asked Leela softly
“Luckily he made a full recovery, and I thank God every day that he did.” Said Fry in between sobs.

Leela went to give Fry a hug, but Fry pulled away.
“How can you still love me after what I told you?” he questioned miserably.
“Fry, look at me.” Demanded Leela, taking hold of Fry and forcing him to look at her, “You did what you did because you thought it was the right thing. You were beaten up by your own dad, and you were taught that communists were bad people. It makes sense that you would put the two together. I’m not saying that it excuses what you did, but you made up for it in jail and you’ve learnt from your mistake. I love you for who you are now, not who you were. I just wish you’d trusted me enough to tell me before.”
“I wanted you to be proud of me; I couldn’t bear it if you gave me the same look my dad did when he was disappointed in me.”
Leela was stunned, “You compare me to your dad?”
“Sometimes, but only in the fact that I want you to be proud of me but I always do something to muck up.”
“Phillip J Fry, you do not muck up. If you’d mucked up would we be married, if you’d mucked up would I be pregnant with your child? I’m always proud of you and I don’t want you to ever think any different, okay?” reassured Leela
“Okay Leela,” mumbled Fry
“I mean it Fry. I love you no matter what, so no more secrets,” said Leela
“No more secrets,” agreed Fry.
“And on the based on that I have something to admit, I’m having twins,”
Fry fainted.

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« Reply #283 on: 10-22-2006 10:08 »

Purple boy-Yancy and orange girl-something heh.Ilike the idea
jle1993

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« Reply #284 on: 10-22-2006 10:10 »

I have a plan for the kids, but you have to wait a while before you find out
Writer unit32

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« Reply #285 on: 10-22-2006 12:09 »

OK then
Anybody who has Leela/Fry children pix post them here!
You can call them Morris and Munda or some other names,but I think the Fry family Yancy calling  tradition must not end![patriotic expression]And Yancy called his son Fillip so why should't Fill...
Allthough its our oun goofy Fry, so you can even call them Michelle and guenter  smile
jle1993

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« Reply #286 on: 10-22-2006 12:20 »

I have names all picked out, but you have to wait untill I decide Leela's going to give birth
Freela

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« Reply #287 on: 10-22-2006 12:25 »

Scared me for a second. The first word I saw from that chapter was divorce. That freaked me out a little. But then I read the chapter. Thank god  they are still together. And twins? I agree with WU32, Fry would carry on the tradition. I'm guessing that they would name then Yancy and Munda. I dunno, just anything but Michelle. *looks through the pages in this story trying to prove my point* I know Fry's a little goofy, but why name his child after the person who tried to stop their wedding?
jle1993

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« Reply #288 on: 10-22-2006 12:29 »
« Last Edit on: 10-22-2006 12:29 »

I've picked the names:
Liam Yancy Fry
Leah Munda Fry

But you have to wait before you hear what they look like coz Leela isn't giving birth yet.
Writer unit32

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« Reply #289 on: 10-22-2006 13:07 »

OK then
I like the names.I had to read the first words three times to remember them
jle1993

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« Reply #290 on: 10-22-2006 13:09 »

I'm glad you like the names, they begin with L out of my repect for Leela
Writer unit32

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« Reply #291 on: 10-22-2006 14:57 »

Great,now about the fanfic.
Eeer... Where did the adventure part go?With wars,Branigan's ass getting kicked,old girlfriends,samurai swords and Kill Bill style.  big grin   laff   evil laugh
jle1993

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« Reply #292 on: 10-22-2006 15:01 »

I'm not that good at action but I'll try to include some more soon
Writer unit32

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« Reply #293 on: 10-22-2006 15:44 »

OK then
Freela just mentioned the bit with Michelle mannaping Fry from his oun wedding
jle1993

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« Reply #294 on: 10-22-2006 15:46 »

I'm thinking of some reality stuff
jle1993

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« Reply #295 on: 10-22-2006 16:23 »

Part six

Leela watched Fry faint and sighed. A small smile played at the edge of her lips as she though of the look of delirious happiness tinged with complete shock that had appeared on Fry’s face just before he fainted. He was so cute when he was surprised. Leela gently shook Fry, not really wanting to wake him but wanting to talk to him.
“Fry, wake up. Come on honey, wake up for me,” said Leela quietly. Fry muttered something incoherent but stayed out cold. Leela sighed again and moved from her crouched position to sitting down next to Fry.
“Oh well, he looks cute when he’s asleep.” She muttered.
“I’m sorry daddy,” Fry suddenly said. Leela jumped and glanced at Fry. He was still asleep but his face was as white as a sheet and sweat was beginning to form on his forehead.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please don’t hit me daddy! Don’t hurt me again daddy!” screamed Fry in terror, his voice going high and childlike. Leela grabbed Fry by the shoulders and shook him.
“Wake up Fry!” she yelled.
“NO daddy! Please don’t hurt me, it was an accident! I swear I didn’t mean to break the glass! Daddy please, no, no keep away from me, stop daddy, it hurts, it hurts!”

Fry began twisting and struggling on the floor as his nightmare took hold, Leela watched helplessly as Fry convulsed in the grip of his memory.
“Fry wake up, wake up!”
“Daddy nooo! You’re hurting me, you’re hurting me daddy! Please stop daddy, stop hitting me, daddy stop, STOP IT!” wailed Fry, his arms coming up to protect his face from his unseen attacker.
“Fry honey, no-ones gonna hurt you, wake up Fry. Come on honey,” insisted Leela, trying to stop Fry’s wild thrashing.
“No daddy, I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry. No daddy, please, don’t hit me, stop hitting me daddy!” struggled Fry.
“You’re daddy’s not here Fry, its Leela, can you here me. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you!” Leela reassured. Almost instantly, Fry’s thrashing increased.
“Leela, no, leave her alone, leave her alone! Get away from her! Run Leela! You leave her alone daddy, no, stop it, stop it, stop hitting her!”
“No-one’s hitting me Fry, you need to wake up! Come on Fry damn it, WAKE UP!”
“I SAID STOP HURTING HER YOU SCUMBAG!” roared Fry, convulsing desperately on the ground.
“WAKE UP FRY PLEASE!”
“I WON’T LET YOU HURT HER! KEEP AWAY, DAMN IT DAD, LEAVE HER ALONE!”
“Wake up Fry, please wake up!”
“NO DAD, DON’T DO IT, DON’T YOU DARE! I’LL TELL YOU WHY, I LOVE HER YOU RAT, YOU LEAVE HER ALONE!” yelled Fry, his face turning red and his breathing hysterical.
“I LOVE YOU TOO FRY, WAKE UP!” called out Leela frantically as she watched Fry writhe in agony.
“AGHHHHHHHH!” screamed Fry sitting bolt upright, eyes wide open in terror.

As soon as he glimpsed Leela he grabbed hold of her and held on to her for dear life.
“Leela, thank god you’re alright!” Fry sobbed.
“It’s okay Fry,” soothed Leela.
“I thought he’d killed you!” cried Fry as he struggled to control his breathing.
“You thought who killed me?” asked Leela, already knowing the answer.
“My dad, oh god I was so scared.”
“Talk to me Fry,” commanded Leela.
“At first it was just me and him. It was the time I broke his brandy glass I think. He started hitting me, over and over, and it hurt so much. I screamed for him to stop but he wouldn’t, and he threatened to kill me if I didn’t stop yelling, but it hurt so much and I couldn’t help it. Then you were there. He hurt you, he wouldn’t stop. I swear I tried to stop him Leela, but I couldn’t!” whimpered Fry, shaking. Leela wrapped her arms around Fry and tried to comfort him.
“Nobody’s hurt me Fry, I’m fine.”
“I couldn’t do anything, I tried and I tried but I couldn’t stop him,”
“It’s okay Fry, you’re awake now.”
“I’m so sorry Leela, I’m so weak, my dad was right, I’ll never amount to anything”
“No you’re not Fry, you are not weak. You may not be the strongest man alive but you are not weak. You’re brave and loyal and kind. You’re a wonderful husband and you’ll be a wonderful father, not like your own. You already have amounted to something; you’ve amounted to a wonderful person.”
“I’m not, I’m a slob and an idiot and a jerk,”
“You’ve gotten better at keeping clean and you’ve stopped saying stupid things all the time, and you are defiantly not a jerk. Sean was a jerk, Zapp was a jerk, you are not a jerk, and you are wonderful.”
“You’re wonderful, I’m just lucky,”

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KitKatBar-Fry

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« Reply #296 on: 10-22-2006 16:53 »

Daaaaaaaam. Yipers, I never thought that maybe Fry;s dad would be abusive. That's pretty scary.  eek
Writer unit32

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« Reply #297 on: 10-22-2006 16:58 »
« Last Edit on: 10-22-2006 16:58 »

Poor Fry,the Judje and the Hyperchicken lawier were right, he is insane.
Brain:Are you crazy in the membrain?
Fry:Yes,I am smart gui!(I don't really remember what he said,but something like that)
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Bender: Your scruvier than my aunt and she's a screw
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Fry:Bender help me,I don't belong here,this is a robot madhouse
Bender:but you comply half of the requests!

YAAAAAAAAY,I'm delivery boy


mookie427

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« Reply #298 on: 10-22-2006 16:58 »

Whooahhhhhhh.......speechless, utterly utterly speechless  cry   cry What an abso-bloody-lutely A-MAZE-ING installment.

For some reason, in it's overly melodramatic style you manage to keep it so close and real, you never feel like you are missing out on anything

I think I'm pretty much entitled to use an expletive here: Fucking class!
Albert 207

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« Reply #299 on: 10-22-2006 17:15 »
« Last Edit on: 10-22-2006 17:15 »

wats a comie?

anyway, the story is wonderful, probably the best one yet, could make it as a looooooooong futurama episode.


   laff   smile
Freela

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« Reply #300 on: 10-22-2006 19:59 »

Amazing. And dramatic. Loved it.
coldangel

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« Reply #301 on: 10-23-2006 02:10 »

Oooh, issues.

Hey, I'm a Communist.
Fry can bite my Red Marxist ass!

Great stuff. Psychological. I'm on the edge of my therapy couch  tongue
Writer unit32

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« Reply #302 on: 10-23-2006 05:40 »

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mookie427

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« Reply #303 on: 10-23-2006 05:45 »

 
Quote
Originally posted by Writer unit32:
And now a word from our sponsors:
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Use Stop'n'Drop!Best American suicide boot since 2028. 

Why! Why! Why do you have nothing mature to contribute to this thread *shoots self in head*

Bending Unit 99

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« Reply #304 on: 10-23-2006 06:32 »

im scared...
but those are some good chapters, it was like "oh. my. god, im scared that theres gonna be some stuff that made fry and leela fall apart and im scared", then after i read the second chapter i was like "YAY, YAY YAY YAY"
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #305 on: 10-23-2006 07:51 »

I have a slower pace bit now, relax with...

Part seven

Leela smiled, “Are you alright now?”
“Yeah, I think so. Sorry if I worried you,” apologized Fry
“That’s alright Fry. There was something I wanted to talk to you about though,”
“What?”
“Seeing as we’re stuck here, how about we pick out some baby names?”
“Err, I don’t know Leela,” stammered Fry
“Come on it’ll be fun,” insisted Leela
“Well, there is an old Fry family tradition. Each first son is meant to be called Yancy.” Explained Fry.
“Oh,”
“But the thing is, I don’t want any of my children’s first names to be Yancy, so I thought it’d make a nice boy’s middle name.”
“That’s a nice idea, but we need a first name as well.”
“How about Josh?” suggested Fry
“I don’t like it,” disagreed Leela
“Morris,” asked Fry
“We’re not naming a son after my dad,” insisted Leela
“Well you suggest something then!”
“How about Luke?”
“Sounds okay, but how about Liam?”
“Liam? Liam, yeah, I like that name, Liam Yancy Fry, it’s got a nice ring to it,” said Leela. She smiled and Fry blushed, his red hair going slightly redder.
“The last name doesn’t have to be Fry, if you’d prefer…”Fry was cut off be Leela pressing a finger to his lips.
Leela smiled again, “Your last name is Fry, and my last name is Fry, so any babies we have are going to have the last name Fry. Now, we have a boy’s name, why don’t we pick a girl’s name?”
“Okay, you go first,” said Fry.
“Joanne,”
“No,”
“Lucy,”
“No,”
“Rebecca,”
“No,”
“Leah” said Leela, frustrated.
“Yes, I like that one, Leah Munda Fry,” agreed Fry.
“Munda?” questioned Leela.
“I thought that if my father and brother’s name was going to be the middle name of a son, then it might be nice to have your mother’s name as the middle name of a daughter.” Explained Fry.
“It sounds nice,”

Fry and Leela gazed deep into each others eyes and slowly began to move closer together. The temperature slow started to build and electricity filled the air. And then it was gone, as a clanking signalled the cell door opening.
“Its closing time, you guys are gonna have to take your romantic stuff someplace else,” declared a tour guide.  Fry and Leela slowly stood up and left the cell, following the tour guide out of the prison, the scene outside had turned to a dusky moonlit night. Hand in hand, Leela and Fry strolled down the beach towards the hotel.

The moon was full and high and the stars filled the sky. Fry stopped walk and sat down on the sand, and signalled for Leela to do the same.
“What’s wrong Fry?” asked Leela.
“Nothing, I just wanted to explain something to you,”
“What?”
“It’s about why I kept trying to get you. I want you to look at the stars for me,” commanded Fry softly.
“Ok,” said Leela staring up at the sky.
“Now to someone in the future, who can fly among them, the stars look plain and boring. To someone like me, the stars are beautiful. Even though I know I might end up getting burned, I keep reaching out for them, because I want to know what its like,” explained Fry.
“I don’t understand,”
“You are my stars Leela. To some people, you look wrong or strange, but to me you’re beautiful and I can feel a deeper side. The more I reached out, the more I got burned, but I kept trying because I wanted to know what that deeper side was. Do you understand what I mean?”
“I think so,”
“Good, that’s all I wanted to tell you. Let’s get back to the hotel,” said Fry, standing up. Leela stood up beside him and rested her head on his shoulder.
“I love you Fry,”
“I love you too,” 

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Writer unit32

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« Reply #306 on: 10-23-2006 08:32 »

Hhhhmm...I don't know what to say about this one...
Great?
Bending Unit 99

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« Reply #307 on: 10-23-2006 08:34 »

oooh shippyness, i like it, good job jle
jle1993

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« Reply #308 on: 10-23-2006 08:48 »

Glad you liked it, I wanted to tone it down after the last part
Cyberphobia

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« Reply #309 on: 10-23-2006 09:30 »

Wow! Awesome stuff! But do you think the names all sound too similar? Like you need some differance. Leela, Liam, Leah... Phillip LOL

Leela and Leah are REALLY similar.
coldangel

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« Reply #310 on: 10-23-2006 09:39 »

Awww, nice. I'm reminded of when Scully named her baby William after Mulder's father and he was all touched and stuff.
Awwwwww!  smile

Mushy shit... now I have to go and do push-ups to become more manly.
jle1993

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« Reply #311 on: 10-23-2006 10:00 »

Cyberphobia, The names are ment to be similar, its my respect for Leela showing there.
Coldangel, likeing shippy stuff doesn't make you any less a man
coldangel

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« Reply #312 on: 10-23-2006 10:10 »

Sure it does. So much so that now I have to go and get a tattoo to make up for it.
It's gonna be a loveheart on my ankle with Leela and Fry's faces in it, because that's real butch and tough and shit. I'm hardcore!
jle1993

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« Reply #313 on: 10-23-2006 10:12 »

Ahhh, a Fry and Leela love heart on your ankle, soooooooo cute

This message was brought to you by the exploding shipper
coldangel

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« Reply #314 on: 10-23-2006 10:17 »

Fortunately I'm not serious.  laff

When I have money to spare I'm getting this on my shoulder:

It's my own design; I made it myself. I've copyrighted it too. So if it is stolen and I happen to see someone with it on their body, I will carve it off them with my field knife.
jle1993

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« Reply #315 on: 10-23-2006 10:18 »

Does that mean I can't have it tattoed on me
Writer unit32

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« Reply #316 on: 10-23-2006 10:22 »
« Last Edit on: 10-23-2006 10:22 »

Is that Fry or Leela   laff
mookie427

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« Reply #317 on: 10-23-2006 10:27 »

It's your mother  laff

Great installment, by the way! And don't skimp on the shippiness, by all means
jle1993

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« Reply #318 on: 10-23-2006 10:30 »
« Last Edit on: 10-23-2006 10:30 »

Its my desktop background, and I'll never skimp on shippyness, its all I'm good at
This message was brought to you by the exploding shipper
jle1993

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« Reply #319 on: 10-23-2006 12:34 »

Part eight

The next morning, Fry and Leela went for a stroll on the beach. The sun rose high in the sky and a cooling breeze blew.
“This is nice, no monsters or suicide mission or jerks, just you and me enjoying the sunshine.” Sighed Leela
“It makes a nice change,” agreed Fry.

“Excuse me, are you Phillip J Fry?” asked a woman, timidly approaching Fry and Leela.
“Yes I am,” answered Fry.
“THE Phillip J Fry, Zapp Branigan’s ex-apprentice and the only survivor from the war on Omicron Persei 8?” questioned the woman. Fry’s throat tightened at the mention of the war.
“Yes that would be me,” murmured Fry.
“Oh my God, I don’t believe it! Can I have your autograph?” babbled the woman excitedly. Fry was stunned.
“M…my autograph, you want my autograph?” he asked disbelievingly.
“Yes please!” said the woman, looking at Fry hopefully.
“Err, okay then, if you have a pen and some paper then sure,”
“I have this pen, could you sign my hat, make it out to Jessica,” giggled Jessica, handing Fry a pen. Fry signed the hat and went to hand back the pen.
“Ahh thanks Mr Fry. I’d be honoured if you’d keep the pen,”
“Cool, thanks.” Accepted Fry as he watched the woman run off. As soon as the woman was out of hearing range he turned to Leela.
“What the hell was that all about?” he asked confused.
“It would appear you’ve become a war hero,” she answered smiling.
“Me, a hero…COOL!” Fry yelled, “In your face Yancy!”
Leela couldn’t help but giggle at Fry excitement, “I guess that makes me the hero’s loyal wife,”
“Too cool, let’s carry on walking for a bit, I want to see if anyone else thinks I’m a hero,”

Fry and Leela were stopped a further fifteen times by excited fans before they decided it would be a good idea to go back to the hotel. They arrived at the hotel, and as soon as they got through the doors, they were surrounded by reporters and fans.
“Mr Fry, is it true you were the only survivor on Omicron Persei 8?”
“Mr Fry, what was it like being Captain Branigan’s apprentice?”
“Mr Fry, do you believe being Captain Branigan’s apprentice helped you to survive?”
“Mr Fry, who is the woman you were walking with?”
“Mr Fry, why are you on Hawaii 6?”

“HOLD IT!” yelled Fry, “let me answer,”
The reporters held their breath.
“As far as I am aware, yes I was the only survivor from the war on Omicron Persei 8. Being Branigan’s apprentice was a useful experience, although Branigan himself is a cowardly jackass who sent us to war while he sat in the Nimbus. The one and only reason I am alive right now is that the woman standing next to me managed to get me some medical attention after I was shot. The woman standing next to me is Turanga Leela Fry, and she is my wife. I’m on Hawaii 6 for my honeymoon,” explained Fry to the crowd. A babble of excited whispering swept through the crowd.
“Mr Fry, did you marry this woman solely because she saved you?”
“NO, I married her because I’ve been in love with her ever since I came to the future,” insisted Fry.
“Mrs Fry, what’s it like being married to a war hero?”
“I’m married to a wonderful man, so hero or not, it’s wonderful,” answered Leela truthfully, giving Fry an adoring gaze, which he returned.
“Kiss her for the papers Fry!” called out a random person from the crowd. Fry winked roguishly at Leela and swept her into a passionate embrace. A massive cheer tore through the crowd, as Fry returned Leela to an upright position. He kept his arm possessively around Leela’s waist, smiling and waving at the crowd.
“Now if you’ll excuse us, we were on our way back to our room,” winked Fry, leading Leela through the crowd. The crowd laughed and parted so as to make it easier for their hero to get through.

As soon as they were in the lift Fry sighed with relief.
“Thank god that’s over,” he gasped.
“I thought you enjoyed it, maybe a little too much,” smirked Leela.  Fry smirked back. 
“Oh I enjoyed it alright, it’s not often I get asked to kiss my beautiful wife for a newspaper picture, but the crowd was making me nervous.” Admitted Fry. As the lift reached the top floor, Leela gave Fry a quick, reassuring hug.
“Everything is going to be great Fry, don’t worry, just enjoy it.”
“I know what I’m going to enjoy next,” grinned Fry.
“I can’t wait,” giggled Leela, leading Fry into the room.     

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