(That night, Fry sat on
his bed with a notebook in his lap. His mind was racing with the
thoughts of what happened that day)
Fry: Ok, ok. I just
need to calm down and think. Leela asked me out? What’s
the catch? Is she sick? Did I hear her right? Am I dreaming? (pinches
himself) Ouch! Ok, no, I’m not dreaming. Then she really did
ask me out! Now I really have to wow her so she’ll do it
again…or at least not reject me if I ask her out.
(Fry turned his head
and stared out the window. The city lights twinkled against the
lavender sky. Snow began to slowly fall onto the cold streets of New
Fry: Now that is a
beautiful sight…just like Leela.
(Almost as if something
has hit him, Fry showed a look of surprise on his face.)
Fry: THAT’S IT! I
know what to write now! Thank you mother nature!
(The next day, Fry woke
with a smile on his face. Today was Valentine’s Day. The one
day he had alone with Leela and he finally had the perfect gift.)
Bender: Hey Fry, me and
a couple of friends are going out for some drinks, you wanna come?
Fry: Bender! It’s
nine in the morning!
Fry: It’s a
little early to be drinking, don’t you think?
Bender: No, I’m a
robot. Alcohol is required no matter what time of day it is.
Well then you go. I’d like to stay clean for my date with Leela
Bender: (Shocked) You
mean she didn’t reject you? What did you do, drug her?
Fry: (angrily) No
Bender! I didn’t do anything. It was her who asked me out.
Bender: That doesn’t
sound like Leela. Well, whatever, meatbag. If you get lucky tonight,
don’t tell me.
(The clock read 6:30
when Fry started to make his way to Leela’s apartment. The
frigid air caused him to shiver a little. Finally after a few minutes
of walking, Fry entered a familiar building and stood in front of
Fry: Well, here goes.
(he knocked on the door and waited. A moment later, Leela opened it
and revealed herself in the doorway causing him to drop his jaw)
Leela: Hey, Fry.
Fry: Leela, you
(Leela was wearing a
fitted solid black cocktail dress. Her long hair had been
straightened and let down, draping over her shoulders. She wore small
red ear rings in the shape of hearts and a golden necklace with a
lock on it.)
Thanks. You look adorable yourself. You look great in a suit.
Fry: Thanks, Happy
Valentines Day. I picked this for you. (he handed her a beautiful red
Leela: Oh Fry, you
shouldn’t have. Here, come in while I put this in some water.
(Fry obeyed and walked
behind Leela into her apartment)
Leela: Wait here.
Fry: You got it.
(Fry watched her walk
away and smiled. She really did look beautiful.)
Leela: There you go
little guy, drink up.
Fry: So, Leela, where
(Leela lead Fry into a
small room lit only by candle light. There was a table set up for
Fry: Romantic night in?
Leela: I hope that’s
ok. I tried to make reservations but it’s impossible to on
Fry: That’s ok. I
like this much better.
(Leela smiled. She took
fry by the hand and lead him to a chair. She then proceeded to hid in
one across from him. As the night went on, Fry grew anxious to ask
Leela the one question that had been bothering him.)
Fry: So, Leela, there’s
something I wanted to ask you.
Fry: Ok, well, don’t
take this the wrong way because I’m extremely happy you did,
but why’d you ask me out? I didn’t think you cared about
me like that.
Leela: Well, to be
honest Fry, something has been bothering me. I haven’t been
able to sleep for weeks because of it either. I guess it’s
guilt, but I just felt bad for not giving you a chance. I put a lot
of thought into how to ask you out and I knew Valentines Day was the
perfect day. To be honest Fry, the more I thought about it, the more
it sounded like this was going to be a pity date, but I really am
trying. I want to see what happens. I’m having a wonderful time
with you, Fry. I always did, but my fear of being hurt again kept me
from being happy.
Fry: Leela, you know I
would never hurt you. You mean more to me than my life. I’d do
anything for you. (He reached across the table and took Leela’s
hand in his. Leela looked up and smiled. Fry returned the favor and
removed his hand from Leela’s revealing a neatly folded piece
Fry: Just a little
something I wrote for you.
(Leela took the note
from her hand, opened it up and began to read)
Place your hand in mind.
Trust you’ll never be harmed.
You’re never alone, I promise.
You’ll always have my arm.
You’re hair, true beauty, like the early evening sky.
You’re lips, so soft, like the snow beneath my feet.
You’re passion, so true, it bewilders my mind.
You’re the only girl for me, Just you and I.
If loving you is such a sin, then send me straight to hell.
Because Leela, it’s not going to stop.
TO BE CONTINUED