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Apple Tea

Bending Unit
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« on: 10-19-2006 01:57 »

Sorry people but this is another fanfic for the end of "the devils hands are idle playthings" where Fry doesn't get with Leela
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Fry plopped onto his bed.  He had just arrived back home from the night’s events after his opera had flopped.  He looked at the alarm clock next to his bed, it read 3:00 am. What a night!  "man  I’m tired" he thought to himself.  As he started trying to drift off to sleep, he heard his door open.

“Well it took you a long time to strike out today!  Heh heh” exclaimed his roommate as he laughed at his own joke.

Fry had hoped to get to his room without waking Bender.  Fry turned to his side to face Bender.

“Yea...”  Fry absently answered.  He hadn’t really heard what the robot had said, he was too busy lost in his thoughts of the night’s events.  Things didn’t go as smoothly this evening as he would like, but he wasn’t dissatisfied with the result either.  His mood was too elevated to be affected by anything the robot had to say.

“Well, just don’t make too much noise when you cry yourself to sleep, some of us actually have a life to get to when we wake up tomorrow,” he laughed as he left the room, not noticing that his roommate was far from hearing his words.

Fry lied on his back while staring at the ceiling.  He happily smiled to himself as he recounted the evening’s events.
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*Flashback*

After being pelted with trash by the audience, Fry sat there feeling like a failure.  He held a downtrodden look as he gently placed down his holophonor.  Getting up to leave the auditorium, he hadn’t noticed Leela still sitting there because he was looking at the floor.

“Please don’t stop playing Fry, I want to hear how it ends,” Leela said softly.

Surprised, Fry picked up the holophonor and tried to finish his opera.  As he played, badly drawn images of Fry and Leela show up on stage.  They kiss and walked off into the distance.

As he finished playing his holophonor, the last few notes resonated through the theatre.  Then all was silent.  Fry and Leela just sat there, gazing deeply at each other’s eyes from across the room.  Both didn’t dare move for they were afraid it would spoil the moment.

A wave of emotions were engulfing Leela.  As she was listening to the crude but beautiful song Fry was playing, feelings she never felt before began to stir within her.  She hadn’t felt anything like this since she was reunited with her parents. These new feelings confused and scared her.  She had never felt anything like this, and needless to say her natural defenses sprung up.

Finally Fry stood up, and slowly walked towards Leela.

“Leela...I ...,” Fry started, but before he could finish saying anything Leela gave him a hug.

“Oh Fry, that was beautiful!” Leela exclaimed with tears in her eyes.  Time seemed to stand still as they embraced.  Neither said anything for a long while.

After what seemed like an eternity Fry loosened his grip and gently held Leela’s hand.  They smiled to each other.

“Let’s go,” Fry said, as they walked out side by side through the theatre doors still holding each other’s hands.

The night air was cold and crisp.  As they slowly walked through the streets of New New York, Fry felt like he was on top of the world.  Nothing could ruin the night despite his recent failure.  Fry wished the walk would go on forever.  Though something seemed to disturb him as they walked.  Leela seemed to be a bit locked within some kind of internal conflict he couldn’t quite understand.

Eventually Leela’s apartment building came into view and they stopped in front of it.  They looked at each other once again as if it would be the last time they see each other.

“Oh Fry, I can’t begin to describe how much you mean to me,” she began with a bit of sadness mixed with happiness in her voice.  “You’ve done so much for me, I don’t know how I can ever thank you.   I don’t know what I’d do without you. ”  She hesitated.  The strange feelings were beginning to surface again.  Feeling a bit confused she began again,  “I...”

“Shh...,” Fry said softly, sensing her hesitation as he put his hand gently against her lips.  “Your smile is all the thanks I need.”  He paused for a while before he spoke again.  “I love you Leela...,” he said as his gaze went towards the ground, “but I know you aren’t ready for this right now...” he finished with regret in his voice.  He turned away while still looking at the ground and slowly began to walk away.  “See you at work tomorrow!” he added without once looking back.

Utter and complete shock took Leela.  There was no fear, regret, or anything but surprise in it.  If Fry noticed her surprised look, he gave no inclination of it.  She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.  All she could do was watch Fry as he slowly went out of her sight.  She stood there for a while letting the shock sink in, feeling confused and yet relieved at the same thing.

*End Flashback*
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Fry sighed quietly to himself.  “Sweet dreams Leela...,” he whispered to the ceiling.  Then he let sleep take him.
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At the same time, Leela lay on her bed in her apartment looking at the picture of Fry next to her bed.  “Sweet dreams, Fry...” she whispered.  And all went dark...
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Uh, thoughts? comments?  Good? Bad? I shouldn't be allowed free speech?
coldangel

DOOP Secretary
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« Reply #1 on: 10-19-2006 02:05 »

I have entered you as a nominee for the Nobel Prize in literature.
Bending Unit 99

Bending Unit
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« Reply #2 on: 10-19-2006 02:24 »
« Last Edit on: 10-19-2006 02:24 »

yet another fanfic about this stuff...
and so i make more time to read all of them!
good job!
i never get sick of the re-telling of this story, over and over and i'm not about to anytime soon, keep going apple tea
SpaceCase

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #3 on: 10-19-2006 13:14 »

 
Quote
Originally posted by Apple Tea:
Sorry people but this is another fanfic for the end of "the devils hands are idle playthings" where Fry doesn't get with Leela...
[Story follows]
You’re off to a most promising start.
LuvFry

Bending Unit
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« Reply #4 on: 10-19-2006 15:50 »

Nice. Not overly sappy. Great job! smile
KurtPikachu2001

Urban Legend
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« Reply #5 on: 10-19-2006 19:32 »

Cool fanfic!  That's probably what would've happened if the episode didn't end abruptly.  Though I noticed that you wrote "tears in her eyes", and Leela is a cyclops.  Just thought I should point that out to you. 

Awesome story!  Keep up the good work! 
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #6 on: 10-20-2006 05:59 »

Loved it, would you add some more to it. This fic is looking to good to be left hanging.
Apple Tea

Bending Unit
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« Reply #7 on: 10-20-2006 19:11 »

Wow, thanx for all the nice reviews!! You've all made me very happy  smile, u guys got any suggestions I can use to improve my writing style and junk?  This is my first time writing since the time I barely passed my writing class.
Bending Unit 99

Bending Unit
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« Reply #8 on: 10-21-2006 06:33 »

hmm, not really, theres nothing to improve on that i can see, although you may get another opinion for other people...
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #9 on: 10-21-2006 11:05 »

I agree with BU99, great style, nothing to improve on, all you gotta do is add more story.  big grin
coldangel

DOOP Secretary
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« Reply #10 on: 10-21-2006 11:28 »

More swordfights.   tongue
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #11 on: 10-21-2006 11:30 »

Violence has to be proportional to the amount of shippyness, and you have to wait for the right moment.
coldangel

DOOP Secretary
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« Reply #12 on: 10-21-2006 22:38 »

I was only half serious.
...well... three fifths.
Apple Tea

Bending Unit
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« Reply #13 on: 10-22-2006 05:12 »

And yes, my boredom continues...I'm not sure if this follows my above story, if it makes sense, then it does, if it dont then dont try to link the 2.
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Chapter 1
Fry sighed as he looked at the blank piece of paper sitting in front of him.  Ever since he had lost the Robot Devil’s hands, writing music has been like extracting a Trisolian emperor from your system through tears, painfully slow.  Of course it was nice to have his old hands back, it had a familiar warm feel to it.  But with the hands of an automaton, music seemingly flowed from his hands every time he thought of Leela. 

“Leela...” Fry thought to himself.  He was still rather miserable from the failure of his opera.  He had written the opera for Leela, and ironically she was probably the only one who will never hear it.  It was almost as bad as the time he wrote her a love message in the stars which she never saw.  She had been deaf for the first half of the opera, and he had lost his ability to play the holophonor almost as soon as she got her hearing back.  Since the opera was such a disaster, nobody had bothered recording in any kind of format and Leela never got to hear it.  Still, Fry held the hope that music could help Leela see the beauty he saw in her.

“Hmm...maybe if I...no...or...perhaps...” Fry mumbled to himself as he scribbled notes onto the paper.  “No no no!   This isn’t working at all, ” he cried as he crumbled up the paper and tossed it over his shoulder.  It flew over his shoulder and joined the pile of his other failed songs on the floor.  Frustrated, he stood up.

“Yech!  no wonder Leela won’t go out with me.  Just look at this mess,” he said to himself as he scanned the room.  There was clothes scattered everywhere along with countless beer and Slurm cans.  As he looked up he saw a couple of Bender waffles and some unexplainable brown stains on the ceiling.

“I’m such a loser, I can’t even take care of myself...” he clenched his fist as he spoke. 

Just then Bender enters the room, “Fry you smelly idiot!  Keep it down, I can’t watch the 64th rerun of Calculon’s eighth evil twin’s resurrection!”

“Bender!  I’m sorry I was just thinking of Leela...you have any ideas what I can do to show her that I can take care of myself?”

“You can start by shutting up!”  Bender giggled as he said this.  He takes out a trash bag from his compartment and tosses it to Fry.  “Here, why don’t you play quietly with this plastic bag while I finish watching the show.”  And with that said, he went back to his tv.

Fry watched the bag gently fall to the floor.  Then suddenly he got a headache with pictures.

“That’s it! I’ll start by cleaning my room!”

Fry picked up the bag and started putting everything on the floor that wasn’t clothing into the bag.  When he got to the pile of songs on the floor, he picked one up and looked at it dejectedly.  He gave a heavy sigh and started putting the songs into the bag.

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The doors in the PE hangar open as the PE ship prepares to land after finishing a delivery to Sigma 4.

“I don’t care what excuse you have this time ” exclaimed Leela as she exited the PE ship.   “The gun turret isn’t a toy   Someone could’ve died, you’re just lucky that noone was in that warehouse!   Honestly Fry, sometimes you can be so recklessly stupid! ”

Fry trailed behind Leela looking at the floor with shame painted across his face.  “I’m really sorry Leela...I didn’t know the gun was loaded...”

Leela gave a frustrated sigh and left Fry standing there alone.

Fry was watching Leela leave the room when felt a hand on his shoulder.  “That was the greatest explosion ever!  I’ve never seen so many Signians scattering in widespread fear.  You sure showed those bastards!  Ahahaha”

He hadn’t heard Bender exit the ship.

Fry sighed.  “I screwed up again.  Every time I think I am getting closer to Leela I do something stupid to drive her away again.”

Just then Hermes entered.  “Sweet zombie Jesus mon   Fry what did you do to make Leela so mad?”

“Me and Bender were playing space pirates when I accidently discharged the gun turret into an Signian warehouse,”  Fry replied.

“Good lord mon!  How careless can you be?  Let’s just hope they don’t sue our fat asses”  Hermes angrily exited the room.

“Aw buck up buddy, at least you got to do massive property damage” Bender giggled.

Bender takes out a cigar as he exits the room, leaving Fry standing there wondering why he always screwed things up with Leela.

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Leela angrily stomped her way up the stairs in her apartment building. 

“I hate it when I have to be so hard on him, but sometimes his childish behavior screws everything up,”  she thought to herself.

She stopped in her tracks when she saw someone sitting in front of her door.  A visitor was the last thing Leela wanted right now.

She instantly recognized the face, it was one she hoped she would never have to see again.  There sitting slouched over and pasty, with ruffled clothes and a face that looked like its been to hell and back was her old boyfriend Sean.

Part of her was disgusted at the sight of him, while another part of her was thankful to see him.  Being hard on Fry always filled her with guilt, especially after he wrote her that opera, and there was only one therapy Leela liked to use when she felt this down, inflicting pain onto others and there was nobody that she wanted to hurt more than Sean.

Noticing Leela, the pasty man stood up.

“Lee...” *crack* he was cut off by the sound of his own bones breaking as Leela impulsively jammed her fist into his sickly face.

He held up his arm to protect his face.  “Wait, wait, wait ” his voice quavered as he spoke.

“Leela, you gotta take me back   I’ve been miserable without you   I...I’ve been living from dumpster to dumpster since we broke up ” 

By now, his broken nose had started bleeding and the blood was dripping down to his chin.  If it were possible, it made him look even more pathetic.

“Look, look, look ...”  He added before Leela could answer.  “I’ve even written a new song for you ”

As he said this, he took out a saxophone with his trembling hands and started playing.  The song was something Leela had never heard before, it was simple but full of emotion.  For a brief moment Leela began to remember the beauty she used to see in Sean. 

There was silence between the two as the last note hung in the air.

She gave a frustrated sigh.  “C’mon let’s get you cleaned up.”
coldangel

DOOP Secretary
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« Reply #14 on: 10-22-2006 05:33 »

Oh no... Oh NO!!
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #15 on: 10-22-2006 05:51 »
« Last Edit on: 10-22-2006 05:51 »

Stop it,Stop it,Stop it,Stop it.   mad
Why did Leela think she newer heard something like that before?
As if the end of Fry's opera wasn't like that.
Now I have only one option!
TO KILL SEAN   mad    mad    mad    mad
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #16 on: 10-22-2006 05:54 »
« Last Edit on: 10-22-2006 05:54 »

Coldangel's right!
Oh no,OH NO!!!
Bending Unit 99

Bending Unit
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« Reply #17 on: 10-22-2006 06:07 »

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
if only he was real...
then i could stab him so many times
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #18 on: 10-22-2006 10:56 »

NONONONONONONONONONONONO
NOT SEAN
DAMN YOU
DAMN YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL
FRY AND LEELA
NOT SEAN
Apple Tea

Bending Unit
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« Reply #19 on: 10-23-2006 01:32 »

Wuh oh.  I've seen to hit a nerve of some kind...
coldangel

DOOP Secretary
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« Reply #20 on: 10-23-2006 02:12 »

Sean must turn bad and hurt Leela and Fry has to beat crap out of him and then Leela will swoon and all will be well in the future.

I'm sorry... that's what I'd do. I'm a violent type. But you go on and surprise me. Love your work.
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #21 on: 10-23-2006 05:52 »
« Last Edit on: 10-23-2006 05:52 »

   
Quote
Originally posted by Apple Tea:
Wuh oh.  I've seen to hit a nerve of some kind...
DAMN STRAIGHT!!!!!!!!
Reaction on Fry/Leela shippiness
Two forms of reaction found:
1.Aaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwww
2.YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEES
Reaction on Sean/Leela shippiness
Three forms of reaction found:
1.OH NO Oh no
2.STOP IT stop it stop it!
3.NONONONONONONONONONO
EDIT:
Extra reaction on Sean/Leela shippiness
Where does Sean live?[gets awnser,goes to Sean's house,kills Sean]
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #22 on: 10-23-2006 06:05 »

OHNOOHNOOHNOSTOPITSTOPITSTOPI TNONONONONONONONONO
YOU ARE EVIL, KILL SEAN KILL SEAN
Bending Unit 99

Bending Unit
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« Reply #23 on: 10-23-2006 08:40 »
« Last Edit on: 10-23-2006 08:40 »

ok i think apple tea has read all our fantasies and dreams of maiming and utterly and totally destroying sean, so now a serious message:
the story is coming along well apple tea
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #24 on: 10-23-2006 09:03 »

Very well, and for the last time, KILL SEAN  mad

This message was brought to you by the mistress, bow down and be grateful
coldangel

DOOP Secretary
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« Reply #25 on: 10-23-2006 09:27 »

Sean has come to embody everything we hate in the world.
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #26 on: 10-23-2006 10:02 »

Sean is everything I hate in the world, he's coming between Fry and Leela

This message was brought to you by the exploding shipper
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #27 on: 10-23-2006 10:27 »

Extra reaction on Sean/Leela shippiness:
Go Postal mad
Thats exactly what I'll do if Leela's and Sean's breac up won't start all over again in the next update
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #28 on: 10-23-2006 10:33 »

You'll go postal if they don't break up, I'm going postal that they're even together
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #29 on: 10-23-2006 11:32 »

Well I'l go postallerI[hysterical laff]
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #30 on: 10-23-2006 11:34 »

I am the exploding shipper, no goes more postal than me.

This message was brought to you by the exploding shipper*explodes*
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #31 on: 10-23-2006 11:38 »

I'm a writerbot with maximum insanity level 5000.So I can be postal more than any of you pathetic humans
BWAAHAHAHAHA
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #32 on: 10-23-2006 11:40 »

Maybe you didn't understand, I am no mere mortal, I am the exploding shipper, my insanity and postalness is surpassed by no-one or thing.
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #33 on: 10-23-2006 11:43 »

OK,OK you win,just don't go postal on me[scared expression]
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #34 on: 10-23-2006 11:48 »

*head begins smoking*
SEAN MUST DIE
PEOPLE WHO STAND AGAINST SEAN'S DEATH MUST ALSO DIE.
*explodes*
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #35 on: 10-23-2006 11:51 »

I want Sean to die
I dont have to die
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #36 on: 10-23-2006 11:53 »

*reasembles*
DO you really want Sean dead?
*approaches WU32*
Are you sure?
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #37 on: 10-23-2006 12:01 »

Yeah I'm sure,I'm sure[horrified look]
Sean must die![scared and patriotic expression]
jle1993

Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #38 on: 10-23-2006 12:16 »

*stop approching*
Very well, keep it that way and I may let you live.
Writer unit32

Professor
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« Reply #39 on: 10-23-2006 13:18 »

I've got a message for you from my Fifteenth evil twin brother.He says:
KILL SEAN!!!
I agree with him
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