“And lunch is served,” Bender said expansively, setting the plate on the console next to her.
She nodded absently, glancing down at the plate. “Thanks, Bender.”
“Um, Miss Leela?”
She looked down at the plate again. “Yes, Trevor.”
The little boy was naked, shrunk, and covered with some kind of gravy. Leela mentally crossed her fingers that Bender had followed a recipe this time rather than just whipping up a gravy out of whatever he thought would g

“Have a nice future,” the man said as he ushered Fry into another room. The redhead shrugged and tuned to look at the other occupant of the room.
“Good afternoon, sir,” she said. Fry is impressed with what he sees admiring her muscular, curvaceous figure. HIs appreciation carries on right up until she turns around, revealing one huge eye in the middle of her face. He let out a shocked yelp, making her roll her eye. “Name?”
He gulps, still fixated on her eye.

Fry glared Leela. "Why do I have
to make the delivery?"
"Because you're the
delivery boy," she replied with a sigh, rolling her eye
in annoyance.
"But the Omicronians hate me!
Every time I go to Omicron Persei 8, someone threatens to eat
me!"
Bender chuckled. "Better you than
me, meatbag."
"That's why you'll be taking
Bender along, to make sure you come back safely."
"What!? Awww!" Bender whined.
"But I...I have goofing off to do!

"Feministas Unite!" Leela
shouted, pounding her breasts and thrusting her arms out in the
feminista salute. The recording ended and Snowflower walked off to
put it on the hypercomm for broadcast. Amy grinned at her friend as
they went to the cafeteria for lunch.
"God, it's so nice to get away
from the boys for a while," she said. Leela rolled her eye. Amy
might have moments of wanting to assert her feminine power, but at
the end of the day, she was a study in contrasts: a ri

"Good news, everyone!"
Leela groaned. "What fresh hell
are we going through today, Professor?"
Farnsworth smiled, his usual demented
glee not putting a dent in Leela's cynicism. "Oh, it's very
simple, Leela. Very simple indeed. All you have to do is deliver this
box to Ceti Alpha 3."
Leela stared at the box suspiciously,
as though she could will herself to develop x-ray vision. "What's
in the box? Explosives? Drugs?"
"Leela! I'm surprised you would
ev

The delivery had been as much of a
crapshoot as always. Fry had blundered into a local cult, been
brainwashed, and tried to kill them all. And of course Bender,
bastard that he was, had gone along with it for the looting and
stabbing opportunities. Between Amy and herself, they'd managed to
get the whole thing cleared up, but what should have been a simple
stop and drop had turned into the sort of morass that it seemed that
half their deliveries ended up in. And right now, all Leela wanted
was s