Hello FanFiction universe. Picture yourself in New New York City, December 31st, 3014. It is just a few minutes until midnight, when the new year of 3015 will begin. One Phillip J. Fry is standing in front of the cryo-tube that once brought him from the 20th Century into the 31st. He is preparing to do something he should have done years ago- propose to one Turanga Leela. What he doesn't realize is that this proposal will take the young couple into… The Future of the Future.

Prologue: Fry Pops the Question

Fry paced the length of the cryogenics lab, waiting. Everything was all set- the pizza, the beer, and the little box in his pocket.

What if she doesn't come? Fry thought, not for the first time this evening. What if Leela decides to stay at the Planet Express New Year's Eve party instead of meeting me here?

Just as he was about to give up, Fry heard the door open. He turned and saw Leela, in her one-eyed mutant glory.

"Hello Fry," Leela smiled.

"Hi Leela," Fry squeaked. Hoo boy. Leela looked really nice tonight. She was wearing a blue dress that really brought out her eye.

Leela looked around, her eye resting on the lone desk. "Ooo, pizza." A drop of pizza sauce fell onto the floor as Leela pulled out a slice.

Fry gulped. His throat suddenly felt really dry. "So, Leela, I guess you're wondering why I asked you here?"

"Not really," Leela swallowed her last bite. "I figured you'd do something stupid and I thought, what the hey, that party is the same every year. Bender drinks every drop of alcohol, Hermes tries to organize the snacks, the Professor sleeps the whole time, Zoidberg ends up eating his tie, and Amy changes dresses every hour. At least with you nothing ever stays the same."

"Is…is that a good thing?" Fry asked.

"Of course, Fry." Leela smiled. "It's exciting. I would never get old of your crazy antics."

"Well then, I hope we can share those crazy antics forever," Fry gazed into Leela's eye. "Turanga Leela, my one-eyed, mutated beauty…" he got down onto one knee and pulled out a velvet box. "Will you marry me?"

Leela started to tear up. "Oh Fry." She opened the box.

There was no ring inside.

"Yeah, about that," Fry said sheepishly. "I didn't have enough in my savings account for a ring. I could only afford a box."

Leela laughed. "Oh Fry."

Fry stood up. "Well Leela? What's your answer?"

"10…!" cried the New New Yorkers in Times Square.

Fry smiled. "I love you more than anything, Leela."

"9…!"

"Please say yes, Leela," Fry begged.

"8…!"

"Oh Fry…"

"7…!"

"…Of course I'll marry you!" Leela exclaimed.

"6…!"

"Leela, you've made me the happiest man who was frozen for 1000 years!" cried Fry.

"5…!"

"That's a small percentage of the population," Leela chuckled.

"4…!"

Fry leaned in for a kiss.

"3…!"

Leela's high heel slipped on the drop of pizza sauce on the floor…

"2…!"

…Fry and Leela fell into a cryo-tube, the same one that Fry fell into back during New Year's Eve, 1999…

"1!"

…The door to the cryo-tube closed, and Fry and Leela were cryogenically frozen, caught in the middle of a passionate kiss.

The timer had been set for 2000 years.