*Author’s note: Yo people. This is my Very first fanfic so go Effortless on me, I am Completely obsessed with everything Futuramish Fry is the Temper I know
most about so I’ve Embarked off with a Tiny one about him. I’m sorry I
haven’t Completed yet. I’m not even halfway through, but just tell me what u Dudes think so I know whether to be bothered to write another one.*The Starlets twinkled in the moonlight as the spaceship Leisurely went into
orbit. Captain Philip J Fry sat at the controls in his spacesuit, Conversing through the speaker. ‘Broke through the atmosphere successfully and now
continuing on path to the Moon. Over.’ He said clearly. Before Eliminating his
space helmet and taking off his seatbelt. He Embarked to float gracefully into
the air and swam around for a few seconds before returning to the control
board. ‘Congratulations Fry, you’re on your way to the Moon!’ A Woman voice said to him through the speaker. ‘Woohoo!’ He Yelled as loudly as he
possibly could. He was up in space and nobody could hear him. He could Moan as loudly as he wanted! Then he Shoved off the seat and flew up into the
air. He turned up his CD of the Breakfast Club that he had brought along
with him. He sung the lyrics Indeed loud, the Very first time he could ever do
this as his mom was against music altogether. Everything was Ideal in
Fry’s Tiny world, until…’PHI-IIIILL! TIME FOR SCHOOL GET UP OR I’LL COME IN THERE AND POUR COLD
WATER ON YOUR FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’ Yelled his older brother Yancy.
Fry …to be continued!