Megorama

chapter 5

3000 New New York City

Meg came inside Planet Express after her first day of future school. It wasn't what she was expecting. It was good and bad rather than just being normally bad. Being Connie D'Amico's bitch, getting random detentions and being labeled by the school fashion police was the pits back at school. She attempted to make a friend and she knew for sure Candy had to be related to Connie, but at least Candy didn't notice or seem to care. Some other students weren't so nice to her because she was new instead of just being plain old Meg Griffin. She smiled once she saw the Planet Express crew.

"Hey, Meg, how was school?" Fry asked.

Meg paused, looking at him. "You mean, you actually wanna know?" she asked, sliding off her glasses, then put on her regular glasses to see a lot easier.

"Well, yeah, why wouldn't I?"

"Oh, forgive me, Fry, it's just because back home, no one gives a crap. My dad would just fart in my face, or my mom would ignore me, or my brother Chris would try to gross me out and my brother Stewie would try to kill me."

"Brothers, huh?" Fry scoffed, turning his head as she came into the kitchen for a quick snack.

"Tell me about it." Meg nodded.

Fry drank some of his drink, looking at her. "You ever wanna go to space?"

"Yeah, I wanted to go to space camp when I was a kid, but my dad said that no one would wanna spend a week with me..."

"Same thing happened to me, you should come with us to the Moon sometime. I think you would like it."

"The moon?" Meg's eyes widened. "Do people live on the Moon?"

"No," Fry walked over to her with a smile. "It's actually a theme park now, I was really disappointed, but it was totally radical to see Neil Armstrong's footprint. Mine's bigger."

"Totally radical?" Meg couldn't help but laugh at Fry's surfer lingo.

"Hey, this is in case you forgot, I'm like totally from the 90's man, and I want you to remember." Fry tweaked his speech to humor her with his 1999 self and her 2014 self.

Meg kept laughing a little bit. This sounded hilarious to her different generation ears. She had to wonder how it sounded when he first woke up in 3000 instead of January 1st, 2000.

"You really lighten the mood, Meg," Fry smiled. "If only we didn't have to send you back?"

"Back?"

"Yeah, you're going home tomorrow, Farnsworth and the other guys fixed up a machine to send you back to 2014 and you'll never be lost in the future again."

"No..." Meg stepped back, shaking her head. "This can't be happening!"

Fry instantly frowned. "Hey, what's the matter? I thought you'd love to go back home!"

"After the way my family treats me!? I can't go back there, Fry! I just can't! I don't wanna go home! I'm sick of the way everyone treats me!"

"Dude, I know it sucks, but you should go back. You don't belong here!"

Suddenly Leela came in the room. "What's going on?"

Meg turned to her with tears in her eyes. "Leela, I don't wanna go back to 2014, I wanna stay here in 3000 with you and the others!"

"Meg, your family is probably worried sick about you."

"Are you kidding? If I was left behind on a family trip, they wouldn't notice until they got home. If my dad had to choose between me or Chris to live during a hostage situation, he'd pick Chris or fried chicken! My family doesn't give two shits about me and they wouldn't want it any other way! The only thing they miss about me is that they would have no one to abuse!"

Leela frowned, nearly crying. "Aw, Meg... I'm so sorry... I knew your family was bad, but I didn't think they were anything like that. I felt like my parents were like yours before I reunited with them... You remind me so much of myself when I was a little cyclops."

"Really?" Meg sniffled.

Leela held her close. "That's what I love about you, Meg. When I have a daughter, I want her to be just like you."

"Oh, thank you, Leela!"

"Wait a minute!"

Fry had interrupted. He looked very shocked at Leela now and broke the heartwarming moment between Meg and Leela. "You're pregnant?"

"No, I'm speaking figuratively!" Leela snapped at him.

"Oh," Fry laughed a little and walked away. "I was gonna bet with Bender that you were either drunk or had a mail order baby."

Leela rolled her eye again at Fry, then looked back down at Meg with a smile. Meg looked back and gently hugged her a bit tighter for more comfort and support. They had shared something they both would probably never personally experience. Leela as a mother figure hugging Meg with a warm feeling that a daughter could give her mother.

2014 Quahog

At the Griffin house, they had a guest upstairs in Stewie's room.

"Thanks for coming, Bruce." Brian said to the man before them.

"Aw, it's nuthin' y'all, I just love doin' this sorta thing." Bruce smiled warmly.

"Excellent, now get to work." Stewie commanded, pointing with his bandaged up fingers.

Bruce nodded, then went to work as told.

"This'll be great, Brian, we'll see Meg again and I'll no longer be abused for comic relief!" Stewie cheered.

Brian lightly rolled his eyes. "I wonder how she's doing in the year 3000..."

"So do I... I wonder if she's run into any descendants of people we know... I wonder if I'm an unstoppable ruler of the world with ancient immortality. I could be more powerful than Oprah Winfrey!"

"Whoa, let's not get too excited..."

"Oh, you're no fun."

"All done!" Bruce came over to the dog and baby.

"Excellent, let's go forward through time!" Stewie rushed over to test the machine.

Bruce looked confused. "Time?"

"Yeah, I told you to help me build my time machine." Stewie demanded, plugging everything in. But he saw a bottle of something, then took it. "What's this? Is this for my time machine?"

"Oh, time machine," Bruce realized suddenly. "I thought you said 'rhyme sunscreen'!"

Brian and Stewie looked at him oddly.

"Don't noc it til you try it!" Bruce advised with a nice smile.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" Stewie yelled.

"Bye y'all!" Bruce ran out quickly.

"Rhyme Sunscreen, what the bloody hell?" Stewie looked at it and tried it. "Well, I feel pretty swell, oh, Farmer in the Dell, Farmer in the Dell-"

Brian kind of laughed. "Butt monkey."

"STOP CALLING ME THAT, YOU NOVEL JUNKY!"

"Dr. Seuss is rolling in his grave." Brian laughed, walking away.

"YOU'LL WISH THAT I COULD GIVE YOU A CLEAN SHAVE!"

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know, it's this goddamned sunscreen!"