#philipfry

Soooo, I'm literally almost done with Futurama in a little over a week, and I've fallen head over heels for the lovable, stupid goof known as Fry. He's actually really relatable to me. So, have this fanfic I'm writing that's going to go in a big masterlist of oneshots once I get a few fics going.

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Being frozen in the cryogenics lab after having searched for your missing roommate, you get out of the cryo tube in the year 3002. You had remembered seeing your missing roommate, Fry, in one of the cryopods before you were frozen. Looking in the tube that he was in, you saw no one, meaning Fry was out there somewhere. Now on a mission that you were determined to end, you broke out of the cryogenics lab without your identity and job chip, you set out to find Fry and prove to everyone in the past, and yourself, that he was still alive.

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PROLOGUE

Two years..had two years really gone by? You were a royal mess, and still no sign of your old roommate. You didn’t know how long you were going to make it without him, he made life fun and interesting. Now with him gone, you did nothing but sleep and work, having dropped out of college as you knew your mental state wasn’t ready to endure hours upon hours of school torment.

Philip J. Fry, while he lacked book smarts, was a nice guy. You two had met back in middle school, or really, his brother introduced you to him. Turns out his brother was trying to hook you two up as a dare, but you both agreed that you were the best of friends after meeting. After high school, you and Fry became roommates, and while Fry worked at Panucci’s Pizza, you went to the local community college, though you did work at the pizza place as well to help with the rent for the apartment.

Though, the year 2000 became the toughest year the two of you had ever faced. That day you had called out sick at Panucci’s and Fry reluctantly went in despite wanting to help you out. Fry told you that after his last delivery, he’d come straight home to make sure you were okay and if you needed anything. He never came back.

That day was hard for you to think about, and still is. However, you were determined he was alive and out there somewhere, and you wouldn’t rest until you brought him back to you and his family. While you barely knew his family, they brought you in and treated you like one of them since they knew his disappearance hit you hard. After that night, you spent hours upon hours searching for Fry with his dog Seymour until Fry’s brother, Yancy made you come home to get ready for work at Panucci’s, or just to sleep and eat. You did that same routine for the next two years, until the end of 2001, right around New Years.

Panucci gave you a late night delivery to take that night, and you had been so busy that day in the store you forgot that this was the second anniversary of Fry’s disappearance. Tired and groggy, you took the delivery on Fry’s old bike to the cryogenics lab. Hopping off the bike and entering the building, you headed up to the top, the pizza box and beer in your hand.

“Hello? Is anyone here? I have a delivery for- oh don’t tell me I fell for what Fry usually does..” You spoke quietly, opening the crumbled piece of paper with the name and address. Sure enough, Shitthead was the name written. You let out a scoff, slamming the pizza and beer down on the table. “Okay, not fucking cool.”

Looking around the lab, your eyes grow wide as you see Fry frozen in one of the tubes. You rush to his tube, trying your hardest to get the tube open. You were so damn determined to see him again, you let your emotions get the best of you as you punched the glass keeping him frozen. Even that didn’t break, but you certainly did. Bawling, you fumbled in your pockets to find your phone, the first thing on your mind was to call Yancy and let him know that you had found his brother.