Fry leaped out of his sleep and caught his breathe, with a smack of Leela’s wrist to his chin.

“FFFFF Ahh!”

Leela frowned, “Sorry, but you know how my relects are when people wake up surprisingly.”

Fry rubbed his chin, “I know, I know! What happened anyway? Did we get attacked by star dwarves again?”

“No, we hit another satellite dish. It hit the back engines and I lost control. That’s about the time you went out.”

Leela held a cloth to his forehead; it had a cool touch against his skin making him flinch, “Just keep that there and your bump should be fine.”

“Bump?!”

Fry shot out of his chair and looked against the window reflection. It was there, and mighty large too. “Aww, the other one just got better last week!”

“Oh don’t worry, we’re almost there, as soon as I make a pit stop.” She steered the ship steadily in a gas station, parking into the “self help garage”.

“I’ll go fix up the engines,”

“I’ll go get us some coffee, the bang to the melon is making me thirsty.”

Leela smirked and pulled out her ridiculously large tool kit. Fry shuffled towards the offices. He opened the door and looked around. It was a pigsty, there were tool parts littered all along the floor, papers and files stuck on every inch of the walls; and cigarette smoke was thick like fog. There was a desk to his right, a man hidden in his newspaper sat behind it. There was a coffee machine behind him, alerting Fry to reach for his wallet.

“Hey mister how much for two cups of coffee?” he asked.

“Three-fifty.”

Fry looked down on his desk and noticed the name George Sanchez written on a nametag. The man lowered his newspaper and walked towards the machine, causing Fry to wheeze and hack. With a cold stare he watched the man pour two cups of coffee and hand it to him. In an almost robotic reaction, Fry handed him the money. He grabbed the coffees and shuffled out of the office.

“Hey, you gave me four dollars!” The man yelled.

“Keep the change!” Fry screamed, running away.

Bender snuck into the Planet express building and walked into the Professors lab. He walked towards the Internet equipment and plugged the jack into the back of his head.

“The only way I’ll be able to find him is to use a UPS system.”

He got himself into the Internet world and started to look around, “Now I’m short on cash, and I don’t have a credit card, so I might have to illegally download it.”

Heavily armed guards surround Bender in almost seconds, with N.P.D. printed on the back of their uniforms, “Under the Norton Protection Department, we hereby boot you from this server. You have the right to remain muted, any sticky keys you use will be quoted in a forum of law.”

And with that, Bender was chucked out of the server, stranded in an Internet desert.

He dusted himself off, “Hey, it’s only illegal if you get caught!”

He mumbled to himself and stumbled onward to find the next server, until he tripped over a lump. He hit his head with a loud clank.

“What the hell was that? I swear to god if it’s that Counter-Strike kid I’m gonna-Hey wait a minute, I think it’s something different…”

He brushed some dust off, “hey it’s a period!” he brushed some more off, and more and more, and kept going for hours. After he had completed his work, he stepped back and gasped.

“No…it can’t be…G-G-G

GOOGLE!”

And right there in it’s shining glory stood .

“Why do I feel a lawsuit coming on?” Bender said, nervously.

Leela was smashing buttons and drawing squiggly lines on a clipboard when Fry scrambled into the room. He sat on the navigator’s chair and caught his breath. He bowed his head to collect himself.

“And that should complete the system check.” Proclaimed Leela.

Her announcement grabbed Fry’s attention, “Oh here, I got you that coffee.”

“That was quick,” Leela reached for one of the cups, “You beat your old record by a whole six days.”

Fry sighed, “Yeah, something there kind of spooked me a little bit.”

“What was it?”

“Uh Leela, do you know where your boyfriend works exactly?”

Leela dropped her clipboard and fastened her seatbelt, “Well, he holds a lot of jobs at once, so he could be anywhere.”

“I just wanted to make sure that’s all…perfectionist…”

Leela ignored him, “Prepared for lift-off in the 3…2…1…”

Yeah, it's a short chapter, but with almost a dozen stories to finish up as well as a busy school year, you should expect to see more shorter updates.

And for those waiting for me to update my "User Friendly" story, well it's in the works as we speak.

Keep your stick on the ice.

-blur