The morning sun lights up the room and the air temperature is slightly cold. Lying in bed, foreheads pressed together, Bender and Fry gaze sleepily, but lovingly into each other's eyes as they slowly start to wake up. Everything is quiet, the air is still, and the birds have "finally stopped their fucking chirp fest" as Bender would so lovingly put it.
Suddenly, Fry sneezes loudly, his whole body jerking with the motion.
Bender, caught unawares, was scared so badly he fell over the side of the bed onto his back, optics wide and alarmed as he let out a squeak.
"Fry!"
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Frender One Shots
FanficThe gay escapades between Fry and Bender from Futurama. Loosely based on various episodes and prompts.
