Futurama

Fan Fiction

Good Ole Rock-Paper-Scissors
By Rush

Scene: Planet Express Lounge. Zoidberg and Bender simply sit opposite each other at a table next to a window; showing outside a beautiful sunny day.

Bender: 'Wanna play rock-paper-scissors again?

Zoidberg: 'Well...alright but you always win. [He puts his claw forward towards Bender making a scissors shape(That's pretty much the only shape a Decapodian can do in-fact it's always a scissors shape)] Aha! Beat my mighty scissors!

[Bender (Who can't make a paper shape) tightens his fingers making a fist.]

Bender: 'Rock!

Zoidberg: 'Aww! You win yet again, for about the ten thousand time!

Bender: 'Well, I'm always on a winning streak with you. Let's go again!

[Zoidberg puts his claw forward towards Bender.]

Zoidberg: 'Scissors!

[Bender makes a scissors shape.]

Bender: (unenthusiastically) 'Scissors.

Zoidberg: 'Hurray! We had a draw!

Bender: 'I bet it won't be a draw next time.

[Zoidberg puts his claw forward towards Bender.]

Zoidberg: 'Scissors!

[Bender tightens his fingers making a fist.]

Bender: 'Rock!

Zoidberg: 'Aww! Wait a minute! All this time we haven't been playing the game not properly right! Rematch! We both make at the same time.

[Both Bender and Zoidberg shake their hands up and down Bender makes a fist while at the same time Zoidberg not really having a choice in the matter makes a scissors shape.] Hurray! We draw again!

Bender: 'I win!

Zoidberg: 'Aww! Let's go again. [Both Bender and Zoidberg shake their hands up and down Bender makes a scissors shape while at the same time Zoidberg not really having a choice in the matter makes a scissors shape.] Aww! You win, yet again.

Bender: 'Yeah, since I've won you for 'bout the ten't time for these last 10 minutes, you have to polish my ass pronto!

Zoidberg: 'Again? But I just polished your ass 10 minutes ago!

Bender: 'Well you better or you're friend Slinky is dead!

Zoidberg: 'You wouldn't!

Bender: 'Wouldn't I?

[Zoidberg stands up looking down cast sad.]

Zoidberg: (sadly) 'I'll get the rotary buffer.

[Zoidberg slowly walks out of the room with his head low in shame.]

Bender: 'And don't rush with the polishing of my ass, take you're time.

The following day in the Planet Express Lounge. Zoidberg and Fry simply sit opposite each other at a table next to a window; showing outside a beautiful sunny day.

Fry: 'Wanna play rock-paper-scissors?

Zoidberg: 'Well okay but I always lose.

Sometime later. Fry has the palm of his hand open.

Fry: 'Damn it!

Zoidberg: 'Hurray! For once I'm actually winning at this game, this time!

Fry: (thinking) 'Not really I'm letting you win, you see all I have to is make a fist and I would win every round, or if I wanted a draw just make a scissors shape with my index finger and thump. Sure all a Decapodian can do is make a scissors shape.

End!

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