Futurama Porn Story: Ground Zero Chapter 2

10:20 AM
Outside the hospital the atmosphere was none better. The crew saw more ambulances pulling in, and Hermes had to yank Fry out of the way to avoid being hit.
“Eyes on the road, man! We don’t need you in a body cast, either!”
“Ohsorry.” Fry sighed and fumbled around in his pockets. “Hey, does anyone have enough change for a taxi?”
The rest of the crew fumbled around in their pockets as well. “Drat, none!” Farnsworth said. “We’ll have to take the travel tubes.”
The nearest travel tubes were about a block away, but when the crew got there, there was a heavy blockade surrounding them.
“Closed For Security Reasons. We Apologize For Any Inconvenience,” read the signs surrounding the blockade. “Damn! Looks like we walk home,” Bender sighed.
The crew shuffled along the street, looking around every so often. More blockades were surrounding the buildings that weren’t evacuated. The clouds were dark like it was about to rain, but that wasn’t accounted for the color, it was the smoke. Amy coughed repeatedly and rubbed her eyes to keep the smoke away.
“It’s barely been two hours. How could everything look so horrible so quickly?”
“What I’d like to know is *why* this happened.” Fry put on a sarcastic tone and said, “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.”
“What are you talking about?” Zoidberg asked.
“Back in the early 1990s, some terrorists detonated bombs under the towers in Old New York. A few people were killed and there were a lot of injuries, but the Trade Center wasn’t really damaged.”
“Did they ever catch who did it?”
“Yeah. I was too young at the time to understand why they did it. Even now I don’t,” he looked up at the gray sky.
Amy put a delicate hand on her friend’s shoulder. “At least everybody we know is OK now, that’s all we have to worry about.” A worried expression came over her face, however. “Oh no, what if Kif’s trying to call me now?” She quickened her pace and ran ahead of the Planet Express crew.
Fry sighed and sang a melancholy tune in his head as he and the others continued their silent walk home. It was going to be a long day.

(to be continued…)