It was a dark and stormy night.
Four totally oblivious couples were sitting on the subway after the grand premier of some awesome, fantastic movie—FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, I DON'T KNOW WHAT MOVIE—and holding hands (exclusively with each other, I might add), and chatting frivolously. With each other.
"It was really cool that you could find that time travel slash doomsday device, Fry," said Leela, flicking her purple hair to the side and smiling at him. "I really like the 21st century. Well, that's a lie. It sucks. But it's nice."
"Aww, thanks, Leela," said Fry, blushing.
On the other side of the subway train, Merlin and Freya were sitting together, adorable although somewhat derpy. "I like your bustier," he said. "And your…hair. It's nice."
"I like your…hair…too," said Freya simply.
And yet again, across from them, Harry Potter himself and Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Harmony, were senselessly making out. What's wrong with that? Nothing. Not really. Just look away.
And finally, there was Artie and Brittany, staring at each other with fish eyes.
Suddenly, there was a crazy jolt, and all the ladies, with the exception of the extremely cool Leela, screamed. "OH MY GOD WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE," screamed Fry, waving his arms above his head in a maniacal fashion.
"No, we're not," said his one eyed girlfriend. "Look!"
There was a giant worm.
There was a giant worm eating.
There was a giant worm eating a hole through the subway car.
"Okay, so we might die," said Leela, "but my time with you was the best, Fry."
"Yeah," said all the guys to their ladies, and then, they all engaged in hot sexy kisses.
Just then, the giant worm suffered sonic diarrhea, and died. It left in its wake zillions of bacteria baby worms, who would grow in twenty years to the size of their mother/father thing. But that didn't matter, because right now, everyone was making out, and life was beautiful. Sort of.