Generally, when the Professor declared “Good news, everyone!” at any given time, he usually meant everything but. Today had been somewhat of an exception, as it was Valentine’s Day of 3005, and was kind enough to have given the crew the rest of the day off as soon as they’d finished their first delivery. Everybody thought that was great, but by the time it came, Leela had decided that the news wasn’t good at all.
“Well everything seems to be in order,” Hermes announced at the conference table, rustling the day’s finished paperwork through his fingers. “I suppose that means you can all leave, right Professor?”
“Oh my, yes,” the elderly man nodded with a wrinkled smile. “So long everyone! See you tomorrow, et cetera. Bye!”
“Wait?” asked Fry suspiciously. “I’ve been meaning to ask you all day, why are you being so nice to us?”
“Oh! That’s simple,” Farnsworth grinned. “I managed to work out a rather indecent proposal with a sexy, younger, mad scientistess colleague of mine from Mars University. Seems she wanted a particular doomsday device made and couldn’t pay with cash, so is willing to spend this evening with me instead. It will be a night to remember, ohhh yes.”
He thinks in his mind about what might be in store for him: him sitting at a table with her, on which sits a holographic board game. She wears a hooded black cloak and he has a barbarian styled horned helmet and fur coat.
“You destroy the skeleton,” she says to him. “You find a healing potion and a plus two mace.”
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