-Welcome To the World of Tomorrow- [RL: Fry and Tony Stark]
[Fry was bored, and while this isn't really strange for him, this time it might have been relevant. The beer was all gone by now, split fifty fifty between Bender, him, and the guy in the dumpster who insisted on mooching. That mooching was the troublesome part, because while Fry was busy watching the TV, the moocher was busy stealing Fry's keys. The keys weren't really important, mostly because Fry just lived off of Bender's apartment and because the last car he owned didn't actually exist. No, the problem was that the keychain was very shiny, and shaped like a shamrock, and like hell the moocher was going to get it.]
[There was a slight hitch in Fry's brilliant plan of chasing after him until he gave up or went home, and that was that the moocher hanged a left and headed towards where Farnsworth kept all those old boxes. They still had the box with their universe in it, but, well, now it was more like a drinkstand. These, however, weren't really being used, just gathering dust and occasionally popping up in the middle of the night and attaching to the dinosaur universe. One misplaced on purpose banana and slippery pair of sneakers later, and Fry hit the lever and took a tumble to the floor.]
[Well, it would have been the floor, if a box weren't in the way. He shouted the whole way down, until he flipped upside down and somehow landed on his ass and not his forehead on something solid and vaguely ground like. But everything felt very spinny, and he felt like all the beer he had earlier was going to come back up, so he thought he'd sit down for a second until everything stopped tasting red.]
[There was a slight hitch in Fry's brilliant plan of chasing after him until he gave up or went home, and that was that the moocher hanged a left and headed towards where Farnsworth kept all those old boxes. They still had the box with their universe in it, but, well, now it was more like a drinkstand. These, however, weren't really being used, just gathering dust and occasionally popping up in the middle of the night and attaching to the dinosaur universe. One misplaced on purpose banana and slippery pair of sneakers later, and Fry hit the lever and took a tumble to the floor.]
[Well, it would have been the floor, if a box weren't in the way. He shouted the whole way down, until he flipped upside down and somehow landed on his ass and not his forehead on something solid and vaguely ground like. But everything felt very spinny, and he felt like all the beer he had earlier was going to come back up, so he thought he'd sit down for a second until everything stopped tasting red.]