STFU - Bender x Female Reader | Futurama

Chapter Two

Well, whatever. You didn't need the pills as you were going to die anyway.

Whilst waiting for your turn to use the suicide booth, you wondered why you decided to bring all this stuff if you were going to kill yourself immediately after arriving to the future. You argued to yourself that it may have to do with self-indulgence. Packing things that made you happy.

Now that you really thought about it, why did you arrive all the way to the future just to kill yourself? You even told yourself before arriving at the building that you would be starting fresh, with a clean slate. You didn't say anything about not offing yourself, but it was implied.

With your mind settled, you adjusted your backpack straps once again before slinking away from the line. The smell of hot dogs wafted through the air and once again invaded your nostrils. Before you bought anything however, you had a troubling thought enter your mind.

Where will you stay? You already had an occupation set for you, so that's no problem. The real question was your living situation. One thing at a time though. First things first, you need a job so that you can actually eat something for the day. You hadn't eaten anything in one thousand years.

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What did people even look for in an employee anymore? You hadn't worked in so long, you've totally forgotten what was even on your resume. Did people still take resumes? You should really do some research on the future once you've properly settled in.

While wandering through the streets of New York City, you stumbled upon a gigantic red building. It looked like it held a laboratory due to the architecture of the building itself.

Would the person inhabiting the structure be irritated if you knocked on their door? You considered walking away when two figures emerged from the entryway. One of them you recognized instantly. That flaming orange hair was like a traffic cone from how saturated it was.

Mustering up the amount of courage you had left in you, you took a deep breath before walking up to them. You had a plan to escalate. "Uh, excuse me. But I believe I know you from somewhere."

The two people stopped in their tracks and looked down at you. You weren't the tallest person in the world, but you weren't the shortest either. But when you stood in front of the ginger, he looked like a skyscraper. Nodding at the guy pointing at himself in question, his robot friend snickered at the scene. "Whoa Fry. Didn't know you were such a ladies' man."

The supposed 'Fry' responded with a huff. "As if! You hook up with every femme bot your eyes fall upon." Looking back at you with a soft but sort of confused smile, he put out his hand for you to shake. "Sorry about my friend here. My name's Fry, where did you recognize me?"

Waving off Fry's concerns for the robot, you shook hands and responded in kind. "I just got out of a cryo-chamber from the year 2021 and recognized your body in one of the pods." You winced internally from how weird that sounded out loud and backtracked quickly. "N-Not that I was spying on you or anything! I just recognized your hair is all!"

The ginger just laughed away your concerns before realizing what you said. "No way, you also came from the past?!" Nodding your head in confirmation made Fry's grin stretch even wider.

Before you could utter another word from your mouth, the robot next to Fry made a sound similar to clearing one's throat before slinking a stretched arm around Fry's shoulders. "Welp! Nice to see you, but we were on our way home from work. Now, beat it," he sneered nonchalantly.

Fry interrupted him. "W-Wait! She probably doesn't have anywhere to stay now that everyone she knows is gone. She can stay in the closet with me," he suggested with a grin and open arms. The grey robot just looked at Fry with unamused optics.