Changes, a new fanfic by N1F.

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oh great, just found out, the new vrsion of word, is'nt arriving for 2/3 days, so you might have to put up with a bit of bad grammar for a bit... I'll triple check the next update though!

yay! TOTPD

[Reply #41 on:]

OMG, Leela forgot everything, I sense an oppertunity for Fry here...

[Reply #42 on:]

ooh, mindreader!... guess who else for aswell...

[Reply #43 on:]

Holy Crap, please don't say Zapp, anyone but Zapp! or any of Leela's ex's!

[Reply #44 on:]

shh, just wait...

[Reply #45 on:]

kk, just post soon, pleeeeeease!

[Reply #46 on:]

ok, but can you help me with something?

[Reply #47 on:]

Sure, name it 

[Reply #48 on:]

well, i don't know how to start the next section!
like the reaction, how to actually phrase it etc.

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Everybody gasped and stared at Leela in shock.
"You don't remember me, not even a little bit?" asked a startled Fry.

Somat like that would be good

[Reply #50 on:]

okies thank you!

[Reply #51 on:]

No prob 

[Reply #52 on:]

heres my newest short update, I have to go now, so I wont be back 'till tomorrow...

   The population of the room gasped, and stared at Leela, dumbstruck.
"You don't remember me? Not even a little?" cried Fry, in disbelief.
"Well no... I don't. Who are you? Tell me. Now!" The cyclops was quickly becoming agitated.
"I'm Fry," and pointing at each of his companions in turn, said, "and this is Amy, and Bender, and Hermes, and my nephew, Farnsworth, and oh yeah, see that orange thing over there, who's climbing inside of the trashcan? Thats Zoidberg."
This seemed to amuse Leela, as she burst into a fit of child-like giggles, "You must be some jokester! How could that old man possibly be your nephew!"
"Oh right, I forgot, I'm from 1,000 years in the future."
She simply stared at him, before, yet again, giggling uncontrollably, "Don't be fooled, I do believe you, its just so funny!"
Amy jumped in, "Well Leela, honey, its really not all that funny to be honest..."
"Well thats your opinion, for somebody, like me, who has no reccolection of over half of her life, its pretty damned funny!"
"Come on, we can talk about how funny my life is later, but first we should try and get Leela's head together... figuratively speaking of course" added Fry, stifling an outburst of laughter.
"So, eyeball, thats what i call you by the way, eyeball, what do you yes YOU want to know about your own life...?"
"Well, I am an orphan, and I was wondering if I ever found out about what happened to my parents..."
"Uh, splu'h of course you did! How could you forget a thing like..."she was cut off by vicious stares from the other members of the PE crew "Err, never mind... What I meant to say was, yes Leela, you did find your parents and they love you very much" adding a warm grin for good measure.
"Oh wow, I always wished I could meet my parents! Can we go now, can we please?" All seven members of Planet Express looked at the surgeons pleadingly.
"Eh, we don't really care take her if you want, just don't tell nobody, OK?"
So all five friends, a mutant with amnesia and Zoidberg, headed to the sewer system, to re-meet Leelas birth parents.

[Reply #53 on:]

OH.MY.GOD.[spontaneously combusts]

[Reply #54 on:]

Okay, I don't get why you ssaid that just but, i think I should say thanks

[Reply #55 on:]

 

Originally posted by Apple Tea:
@Dead Composer:  Aw man why'd you quit your thread?

In case you didn't notice, my Freaky Fry Day thread has had exactly five responses in the past month.

[Reply #56 on:]

D-C, I was more put off by the gender swap theme than anything else. The writing was fine.

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Originally posted by coldangel_1:
D-C, I was more put off by the gender swap theme than anything else. The writing was fine.

I take it, then, that body-switching and gender-bending are not popular subjects on this site?

[Reply #58 on:]

D-C I think your fics are good.I'm actually get lazy when it comes to reading sequels to god knows what.I'll try to find Bender's List.

[Reply #59 on:]

Body switching I guess is fine. But it becomes uncomfortable when a male inhabiting a female ends up having romance with another male... or maybe that says more about me... I dunno. But I enjoy sci-fi stories. I'm not a romance hound.

[Reply #60 on:]

hey DUDE!!!!!!!!!! wicked story i love it...you have so got to tell meh in school!!!!! ROCKIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! x-x

[Reply #61 on:]

ooh! I have a goods idea for the fanfic! but i'm at school, and my dad won't let me use the coputer till tomorrow! (because i eat and drink in there and he gets mad!)

[Reply #62 on:]

aww x-number1fan-x thats so sad but im like standing next to you so we can draw at school i mean were havinf free time in form so lets get drawing =]

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because I'm still working on the next section, I thought I would correct all my spellings now I have the new version of Word, so here is the whole fanfic so far, with no mistakes!

Changes

(1)

   In the closet of apartment number 00100100, lay Phillip J Fry. He wondered. Wondered why his roommate, a drunken Bending Unit had, earlier staggered out of the room, muttering under his breath something along the lines of "Beating Jamie...", he wondered why he was stuck in a robots storage room on a Saturday night, but most of all, he wondered why the one-eyed girl of his dreams didn’t want anything to do with him. Leela. Turanga Leela, with her glowing indigo hair, and soft, soothing smile, was all he could ask for...
   A metal arm cracking open his door brought him back to reality; "Come on Meatbag, I'm takin' you out."
"Really Bender...? Wait, why would you do anything nice for me...?
“‘Cause I'm so kind, why d'ya think?, No it’s 'cause I'm sick of you stinkin' up the place, come on" On that note, Fry slipped on a pair of black sneakers and followed his companion out of the room, and into the streets of New New York.

   After an hours trek around various shopping facilities, they stopped directly opposite a metal contraption, resembling what we would call a phone box, when Bender said, in a way only as if he had practised it for months on end, "Hey... look its Amy, and who’s that with her...? Oh it’s Leela!"
In a similar tone of voice, Amy uttered the words, "Hi Fry! Hi Bender! Look Leela say hi!"
Simultaneously, the clueless 'blast from the past' and mutant, replied "Uh... hi!"
"So what brings you two here?" inquired Fry,
Amy was first to respond, with the words, "Nothing really just... NOW BENDER!" At that precise moment, without a second thought, Bender grabbed the Cyclops and the moron, and hauled them into the metal compliance.
After closing the door he then bellowed into them, "I put a quarter in their in case you need to go. So let’s see if you two can settle your differences in this twentieth century toilet can! Seriously I've been waiting for these guys to finally get together for years..."
"Uuh, Bender... that’s not a twentieth century toilet can... that's a suicide booth...!"
"...Oh OK, well I'm off"
Amy’s voice had now risen to a shriek, "Bender! Where could you possibly go that’s more important than here, with your friends who we've possibly just killed! I didn’t tell you to put a quarter in there, and I told you, the best, and most private place to take them was a suicide booth, so we had to be careful! I mean we can't just leave them in there!"
"I can! I have to go find a casino that accepts 'Walt Disney Dollars'!"
"But... ooh that sound like fun!"
So off went the filthy rich Martian and the smug Bending Unit, into the distance to the nearest casino, leaving their best friends trapped inside a machine full of thrashing weapons of mass destruction.

   Inside such a mechanism, Fry and Leela were huddled together, in a corner, both covered in small scratches and wounds, and both trying not to be killed. Muttering curses under her breath, Leela attempted to get comfortable, resulting in Fry staring horrified at the sight of the top of Leela’s skull being sawed off, and the calm voice of the booth stating that they were dead, and thanking them for participating...

(2)

   "AARHH!" screamed Fry, mere seconds before dragging Leela’s unconscious body out of the terrible contraption that may have killed his one and only, through sobs, he screamed at passers by to call an ambulance, most of them simply fainted, or walked by without a second glance, but one person stayed to help. She was young, blonde, pretty, 3"4 and at seven years old, she didn't completely understand what was going on, but still, she handed Fry her video phone, and waited for the time that she could get away from the scary Cyclops who’s purple hair had now turned a frightening shade of red. "Yeah we're next to the suicide booth on 24th street, New New York... No she doesn’t want do die... sure I'll hol...I mean NO, she could be dead by now, GAH just send an ambulance!" he returned the video phone to its rightful owner who had started to run down the street to look for her Mommy. Fry turned his attention to Leela. Taking his trademark jacket off of his back, he wrapped Leela’s injured head in its warmth. 'the ambulance is taking too long... why is it taking too long?!' He dismissed the thought from his mind as the hover-ambulance, flashing lights and all, pulled up beside them. He was scared, Fry hoped and knew in his heart that Leela would be alright, but still, he was terrified, Leela was his world, the reason he got up in a morning and the last thing he thought about at night, if she were to die, he'd be lost. The surgeons pulled Leela onto a beige stretcher, which was obviously white when it was first purchased. A crowd of medics huddled around Leela, among them was... "Dr Zoidberg?... What are you doing here?"
"Why am I here? Well, I don't know lets do the math... Doctor plus Injury equals Ambulance, that answer your question?"
"Yeah I guess so" By now Leela was hooked up to a heart monitor, which was bleeping uncontrollably.
"She's alive, but only just," claimed one doctor in a green smock "We might be able to save her, but the chances are slim" Just then, they arrived at the New New York General Hospital. The blood soaked, indigo haired Cyclops was immediately dashed into surgery, leaving Fry to apprehensively wander inside the hospital, and over to the reception desk.
   "Umm, yeah, are you, kinda... busy?"
The woman at the desk looked about nineteen, she had dull black hair and a gaze that would scare count Dracula, at that moment, she diverted that ghastly stare from her bright-pink-currently-being-filed-nails, to Fry.
"Well duh, but I've been told to say 'can I help you?'"
"You can actually, I'm looking for a Miss Turanga Leela, she was just taken for a head operation..."
The teenager sarcastically replied "Well, me working in a hospital, I'm no expert, but I'll take a wild guess and say she's in the operating theatre!"
"Err...thanks" answered Fry, slowly backing away, before hurrying down the corridor, still feeling the receptionists gaze burning a hole in the back of his head, when he finally reached the blissful theatre, Fry’s attention was not grabbed by Leela’s open cranium, but by the group of people watching the cranium in question being sewn up. These people were called personally by the deputy assistant surgeon, Dr Zoidberg. Bender, Amy, Hermes and Farnsworth {aka- the Planet Express Crew} gasped in relief as Leela’s single eye fluttered open.
"LEELA!" yelled Fry bolting over to her, and gently kissing her on the cheek “Are you OK, You must have so many questions, I was..."
"I do, I have one question... Who are you people?"

(3)

   The population of the room gasped, and stared at Leela, dumbstruck.
"You don't remember me? Not even a little?" cried Fry, in disbelief.
"Well no... I don't. Who are you? Tell me. Now!" The Cyclops was quickly becoming agitated.
"I'm Fry," and pointing at each of his companions in turn, said, "and this is Amy, and Bender, and Hermes, and my nephew, Farnsworth, and oh yeah, see that orange thing over there, who's climbing inside of the trashcan? That’s Zoidberg."
This seemed to amuse Leela, as she burst into a fit of child-like giggles, "You must be some jokester! How could that old man possibly be your nephew!"
"Oh right, I forgot, I'm from 1,000 years in the past."
She simply stared at him, before, yet again, giggling uncontrollably, "Don't be fooled, I do believe you, its just so funny!"
Amy jumped in, "Well Leela, honey, it’s really notall that funny to be honest..."
"Well that’s your opinion, for somebody, like me, who has no recollection of over half of her life, it’s pretty damned funny!"
"Come on, we can talk about how funny my life is later, but first we should try and get Leela's head together... figuratively speaking of course" added Fry, stifling an outburst of laughter.
"So, eyeball, that’s what i call you by the way, eyeball, what do you yes YOU want to know about your own life...?"
"Well, I am an orphan, and I was wondering if I ever found out about what happened to my parents..."
"Uh, splu'h of course you did! How could you forget a thing like..."she was cut off by vicious stares from the other members of the PE crew "Err, never mind... What I meant to say was, yes Leela, you did find your parents and they love you very much" adding a warm grin for good measure.
"Oh wow, I always wished I could meet my parents! Can we go now, can we please?" All seven members of Planet Express looked at the surgeons pleadingly."
"Eh, we don't really care take her if you want, just don't tell nobody, OK?"
So all five friends, a mutant with amnesia and Zoidberg, headed to the sewer system, to re-meet Leela’s birth parents.

[Reply #64 on:]

wow that so good....when the next part...or its that the end....but with MY reading skills of not understanding anything i DID understand this i mean wow !*!ROCKIN!*!

[Reply #65 on:]

oo-er, superfairy fan I think you should cut down on the caffine and the sherbet... new update coming soon!

[Reply #66 on:]

number_1_fan i need to talk to you

[Reply #67 on:]

whoopsie! i just realised i said that Fry was from the future... I'll go change it...

[Reply #68 on:]

again, sorry for double posts, but I just finished my next update. (it's kinda sorta shippy)

   Walking along the streets of New New York, Zoidberg stopped.  “Ooh one whole cent!” He claimed, looking in adoration at the shiny bronze coin situated on the cold hard tarmac laid floor, “I can put it towards my pet kitty fund!” saying this, he bent over to pick up his one cent closer to happiness, not realising that his ‘friends’ had quickened their pace, and were now half way down the street. The lobster attempted to run, and catch up, but was blocked after ten steps, by none other than one dastardly scoundrel, the one and only (thank God) Zapp Brannigan.
“You! I know you… you’re that ugly *uuuhhh* lobster thing that always hangs around with my sweet Leela. Well, take me to her, I’ve recently discovered that she’s developed amnesia, and I must find her and claim her for my own”
“Erm, how did you find that out?”
“Well, Amy told Kif, who being my faithful companion, told me the urgent news.”
“Really? Wow, I didn’t think that Kif would do such a thing”
“Well… maybe I was exaggerating… maybe, and this is a very small maybe, I was eavesdropping on his video call”
“OK, well, I think she was headed for the sewer system… before they ditched me!” at this very moment, Zoidberg went insane, flailing his pair of bright red claws in the air, running around in a circle, and yelling the traditional ‘Zoidberg is angry chant’ consisting of long wails of “woop, woop, woop, woop, woop!”
This display of anguish frightened Zapp, so slowly, he began to back away, before running into the distance, screaming like a baby with nobody to love, heading towards the girl who has always hated him…

   Meanwhile at the underbelly of New New York, Leela was getting ready to finally meet her parents for the second time running.
“Ooh, I’m so excited” the Cyclops exclaimed, slowly running thoughts around her head about who her parents would be… ‘Would they be rich or poor, would they live in a mansion or a shack, were they aliens, like her or just some creepy scientist who made her by mistake…’ these thoughts stayed contained in her conscious mind the whole way on the road towards her parents dwelling. Of course, she only assumed that they were taking some kind of ludicrous shortcut, surely the people who abandoned her as a baby would live in a much more respectable part of town than a mere sewer… Having deduced all of her views down to this theory, she continued to walk alone, unaware of the fact that her ‘new’ friends had already stopped.
“Erm Leela,” said a confused Bender, “Your eyeball parents are in here, not all the way down there…”
“They are… Oh, I thought they’d live somewhere in space, you know, I thought we were headed to a space ship or something, so we could go meet them…”
“Well you must be blind in that one big eye of yours, you’re a mutant eyeball, a mutant, always have been, always will be, and your parents there, in that old, old, old, 20th Century wasted house, well, they’re mutants too, you’re just one small mutated family.”
At that moment, Leela burst into heaps of tears, and seeked condolence in the nearest shoulder to hers, Fry’s.
“What’s wrong? Was the robot here mean to you?”
“Uh-hu”
“Well, I’ll tell you one thing, being a mutant doesn’t make me love you less…”
“Wait, did you say love me?”
“Oh right, you forgot didn't you, what with the whole suicide booth incident”
“What suicide booth?… anyway what do you mean? Are we, like, dating or something…?
“Well, no, but ever since I arrived in the future, I’ve always loved you, but you wouldn't take it, you’d just push me away” It was Fry’s turn to cry.
“Aww, I don’t believe that for a minute…”
“You mean *sniff* we can go out?”
“Don’t push it, I don’t even know you!... But… it is a possibility…” saying this they shared a long kiss, as the knob of Turanga Morris and Munda’s house, slowly turned open.

[Reply #69 on:]

Ohhh, shippyness, me likes me likes. and Fry was honest, how sweet!

[Reply #70 on:]

Oh God,the worst minute to open a door...
Great fic!

[Reply #71 on:]

 

It was Fry’s turn to cry.

Hehehe, I found this real funny for some reason.  Anways story is going good my friend.

[Reply #72 on:]

yay! thank you for the compimentary compliments everybody!

[Reply #73 on:]

Great stuff there. Leela can't believe her own rejections.

[Reply #74 on:]

Thats Leela alright!
"Dont push it,I dont even know you!"
And thats what she sais before kissing Fry...Well her personality didn't change!

[Reply #75 on:]

She's more...whats the word, confident, or is it, nice and gentle?

[Reply #76 on:]

i don't understand now...

[Reply #77 on:]

Good good, I like the new Leela, she's nicer.

[Reply #78 on:]

Well I got a idea for a new fan fic!(I got lots of ideas for fan fics but, they're all related to my first,so need to end my first)

[Reply #79 on:]

hiyar  mmmmmm funkay nd groovay! hehe