"Good news, everyone!" Said the professor, as usual. "You will be delivering a shipment of firearms to the planet Omicron-Persei 8."
"...Are you sure this is a good idea?" Chimed in Leela. "Remember the last time was delivered guns? That incident with the Blips and the Cruds?"
"Well that was your fault," Corrected the professor. "But, yes, this is definitely not a good idea! Well, ta-ta!" He said in an all-too-gleeful tone.
"Oh lord..." Leela groaned. "Well, let's get started then, I guess. Everyone in the ship."
Fry entered the ship slumped over with his hands in his pockets, and Bender let out an overdramatic groan.
"Lady, do we have to?"
Leela crossed her arms. "Yeah, it's your job, tincan."
Bender rolled his optics and went into the ship.
...
During the flight, Bender reminiced about the time he went to go save Fry from this planet. He felt awful about abandoning him in the first place, but that made rescuing him all the more satisfying, although bittersweet.
Fry was angry with him at first, but he eventually got over it. It ended up being a huge step in their relationship, since it helped Bender realize his feelings for the meatball, and the same went for Fry.
"Alright, we're here." Leela said unceremoniously. "Bender, you get the crate. I'll go with you to make sure you don't go and hurt yourself."
"Why does Bender have to do everything?" Bender mumbled to himself. But secretly, he felt kind of happy that people cared enough about him to make sure he was safe.
"And me?" Fry mouthed hopefully.
"You stay here. You have to guard the ship."
Frys face fell. "Fine. But I get to do the delivery next time!"
"No promises!" Leela shot back.
...
The guns were being delivered to Lrr, ruler of the planet Omicron-Persei 8.
Leela took charge in talking to him. "Alright. Here is your package, sir. Just sign here and we'll be on our way."
The large alien used his comically large hands to pick up the pen and scribble a messy signiture onto the paper. The whole process of the delivery went smoothly and without any rough confrontation.
Until it happened.
Lrr looked back at his most prized possession: his TV. "Why is it all static-y?" He growled in an enraged tone.
Leela and Bender exchanged awkward glances at each other. It was Benders antenna. His thoughts were being transmitted at the same frequency again, just like at he and Frys old, temporary apartment.
Leela shifted around uncomfortably, "Welp, this has nothing to do with us, so we'll just be on our way now-"
"No!" Lrr shouted. "It's the robot! I can tell!"
Leela made a signal towards Bender. "Run for it!"
Leela grabbed Benders arm and they bolted for the ship.
"You disrupted my program, so now you must pay!" Lrr said in an exaggerated voice. He got most of his speech patterns from TV, unsurprisingly.
Lrr pulled out one of the guns they delivered and aimed it at the android. They were almost at the ship, but Lrr pulled the trigger.
It got him multiple times. Once through his right arm, another through his left knee. One hit his head, one hit his chest. The ones that went to his main chassis simply bounced off, but damage was still done to it.
"BENDER!" Fry shouted from the ship, voice already cracking and tears starting to form in his eyes. Wiring and spikes of metal were everywhere, but Leela managed to hoist him into the ship and launch herself into the captains seat so they could fly away from the planet.
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