#bendorama

So Frank already came in contact with a kid claiming to be from the future. He didn’t really believe Fry at first, but then he had a photo. And it was in color, so that was pretty convincing. The guy wanted to know if Frank had seen the purple haired lady and robot from the photo. He hadn’t. He didn’t know if he really wanted to. 

Jack refrained from glaring daggers at the robot, instead clenching his hands roughly at his sides. “I am N-NOT a chicken!” A dribble of snot escaped his nose, and the genius hardly bothered to rid himself of it. “You’ve basically described all the reasons why a person SHOULD be scared’a graveyards! That’s just creepy, you know. Plus, it’s night time--”

The pale moon cast its light over Jack’s fiery red hair as he turned to head away from the entrance gates. Seeing the cocky robot so unafraid, Jack wondered if he was planning to stick around.

"YOU MISSED ME ALMOST BEIN' EATEN BY A SUCCUBUS TREE HAG. She was hot."

“No, it’s the only drink i use.” On the other hand, he raises his beverage to take a swig.

Having a phone conversation with the living... metal... thing that tried to kill you a couple months ago was the weirdest.

“Bender, this is Timon.”

“Y’know. The meerkat you tried to step on?” Timon couldn't help the venom in his voice.

It wasn’t often that items were left on the doorstep of Membrane Lab; gifts of all shapes and sizes were typically brought inside and handed off to security. It was even less often that complete robots were left there. That’s just what Membrane found as he went to leave for lunch one afternoon.

“Hmmm.” 

Membrane knelt down and inspected the robot; it seemed like it was out of power. After looking around to see if the robot was a plant for a prank, he dragged the heavy thing inside and got his security officer to get a dolly for the thing. 

It looks like I’ll be eating lunch in the form of break room oddities, Membrane thought. He rapped upon Bender’s casing. His door panel popped open, revealing a small plaque with information on it.