Bender x Fry (FRENDER) OneShots

Quality Time

He glared back and forth at Leela and Bender with a confused look on his face.

"What do you mean by 'Quality time?' am I not apart of the crew anymore?"
Fry rasped the top of his head while the outdated robot rolled his eyes with his regular sassy manner.

"I thought Bender already told you!" Leela examined at Bender in dissatisfaction and bitterness.

The robot man spruced up and positioned his hands on his hips.
"Hey, I did! Right, Fry?"

The Bender unit glanced at the squatting human who bowed his head to the side, clueless as usual.

"You know, the party? Bender night?"
Fry shifted in his seat, suddenly aware of what the robot was talking about.
"Oh yeah! Bender Night! Woop Woop!"
Fry jerked out of the sofa and gave Bender five while laughing.
"Sorry Leela, no girls allowed. Only me and Bender"
The cyclops bridged her arms with a raw look.

"Yeah yeah, get outta here!" Leela shoved the two idiots out of the ship and shortly the two boys were on their way to Benders' place.

The bot peeked at his best friend with a large grin

"What's up?"

"Ah, you will see~"

The smug robot faced his flat, now only a couple of hundred feet away from it.

Bender, the gentleman he is, opened the door for himself and then slammed it in Fry's face. Fry stumbled back in awe before laughing it off as another of his friend's bizarre pranks.

The two of them reached Bender's apartment. Fry made his way to the living room but Bender stayed at the entrance.

He locked the door.

Fry sat down on one of the couches.

"Bender! Bring a beer, would you?"

"On it, Sports!"
a minute later the robot wobbled through the living room entrance with drinks in hand.

The human grew suspicious, somewhat astounded by the effort Bender put into welcoming Fry.

The beer, which was in wineglasses, by the way, was decorated with tiny umbrellas sticking out of the drink.

The Robot handed the human one of the glasses with one of his smooth laughs.

"Woah, thanks! That's fancy!" The ginger laughed out with a grin!

"Right" With That, Bender gulped down the booze.

"Hey, it's kinda hot in here, isn't it?" Fry wiped away some of the sweat from his forehead.

Bender felt himself grow overheated.
Seeing his buddy sweating made his insides all tingly.

His wiring shot out electrical buzzers to his so-called brain, resulting in an adrenaline kick.

I'm robot sexual. I'm robot sexual. I'm Robo- eh, fuck it!

Bender grabbed Fry by the collar of his shirt, yanking him close.

Fry let out an audible yelp as the other male jerked him.

"Oh dude, I'm sorry if I broke some kind of ancient space laws! I didn't know!"

Bender laughed. "Oh, you are amusing. As if I would care, flesh sack" 

With that, the robot drifted in closer to Fry's face to give the person a hint.

Lastly, Fry began to sense something was up.

"Hey, what are you-"

"Sh. Bender got this" The robot's smile faded as he put his head on Fry's shoulder and shut his eyes.

 As soon as his head met the shoulder, music started playing from the bender unit. 

Bedroom pop Fry thought to himself. It was very soothing. 

Bender softly let go of his guest's shirt and grasped his hands instead.

Bender peaked at the human who glanced back. There they stood, holding hands while listening to The Night We Met. Fry began chuckling as he sensed his goofy smile.

Bender let out a chuckle as well. This was all so strange to them, yet it felt normal.

The sound of  Bender's built-in CD player created that nostalgic sound while changing the song on the CD.

As the next song started playing, Fry placed Bender's left hand on his right shoulder and Fry's right hand on the robot's left hip. 

Precisely like a movie or a musical the two of them rocked back and forth across the floor.

Both of them were rusty dancers. They presumably had not danced since their teenage years.

Yet they managed to make the evening romantic using cheesy music and some cheap booze.