Bender x Reader - Futurama

Chapter 57: Water

A/N

SORRY I DIDN'T POST YESTERDAY! I didn't write anything because my favorite character in my TV show died and now I'm super depressed and sad and UGH. I've been moping for 2 days straight... 

ANYWAY I know I said that DelsyDivideBy0 would draw a picture and that I would post it SO I DID!! Check back on Chapter 54!! Or the "Artwork" chapter I added. 

P.S. *IMPORTANT* 

I'm thinking of making a chapter in the beginning of this story (before "Please Read") that has all of the amazing fanart you guys have made! From the cover made by DelsyDivideBy0 to the drawings done by unlukylprcan and (soon) Ruby2829 , I've had so many awesome drawings sent to me! I would make them all into covers. OOH IMAGINE A SLIDESHOW COVER ON WATTPAD OHMEHGERD

ANYWAY, go to the beginning for that chapter, and feel free to send in artwork! The way you do it is simple: 

1) Draw. You don't have to let me know before hand, or ask.
2) Post it somewhere. Whether it be in your own artwork book, or any book of yours.
3) Tag me. Let me know that you have drawn something! 
4) If you posted it in a book that doesn't contain artwork and you want to take it off, feel free! I will comment and let you know when I have downloaded it/posted it. 
5) Enjoy!!!

~Random_Fangirl_012

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You were clawing at your neck. The fluid was making it hard to breath, and you being put in a coughing fit wasn't helping you at all. 

"(Y/N)?" Bender said, surprised. You would've mewed to confirm his question, but no sounds came out of you other than choking. 

Bender's chest compartment was already open, so he simply reached a hand into the abyss and fumbled around for fur. You managed to crawl closer to his hand before collapsing. You were still conscious, however. 

Bender finally found your fragile body. 

He grabbed you with one hand and used his other hand to cradle your feet. You felt your vision begin to go foggy, but you forced yourself to stay awake. You opened your mouth to give just a tiny, tentative meow, but nothing came out. Your vocal cords were soaked through, as weird as that sounded, and all that came out was a gurgle, followed by another round of attempting to cough up transmission fluid. You partially succeeded, a bit of the transmission-fluid-spit landing on Bender's hands. You would've apologized, normally, but you couldn't. You physically couldn't. 

"Oh. My. God." Bender said, eyeing your drenched fur. You looked up at him, your eyes full of pain. 

'You're not dead! But you're close to being dead..." Bender said, his demeanor shifting. He put you gently on the ground, where you promptly collapsed to the floor, and attempted to stand up. He didn't roll over you as he stood up, thankfully. 

As soon as he stood up, he picked you up again. You were met with his optics, which looked much bigger when you were in your cat form. 

"You're filthy! What were you doing, swimming in transmission fluid?!" Bender scolded. 

You looked away. 

"You started the leak?!" Bender accused. 

You shook your head, turning towards him again. You held up your paws weakly, in an attempt to show him that you tried to stop the leaking. 

He looked at you, confused. 

"You stopped the leak?" He asked, his voice getting quieter. 

You nodded your cat head. 

Bender was about to say something, but thought better of it. "We need to get you cleaned up." he muttered. You could only weakly lay down in his cupped hands. 

He ran around desperately, his chest still leaking a bit. "You can't morph, can you?" he asked you, as he was looking for a bathroom. You shook your head. 
"Figured." 

Your heart began to pound in your ears. Every breath began to hurt. "Here we go, finally, a bathroom." Bender mumbled to himself. He carried you to the sink and turned on the water. It was a tad cold, but you didn't care at this point. He thrust you underneath it and you held your breath as the water fell on your matted fur. The fluid that clung to it began to become watery and it slowly dripped off of you. Bender made good work gently scrubbing the fluid that refused to come off. 

While you were under the water, you held out your cat tongue. Water fell on it and you slurped it up happily, your dry throat becoming less painful. You shook out your fur, your strength regaining. Cats may hate water, but you couldn't have been happier to 

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A/N 

Slideshow covers for the win! I'm gonna submit that to the Wattpad suggestion box :))) support mehhhhh

Link posted in the comments. 

If you search for "Wattpad Feedback" and follow the link, it will take you to a forum where people submit ideas for Wattpad. 

In the search bar, type in "Slideshow Covers". My thingy should pop up! 

PLEASE VOTE FOR IT!

Thanks!!!!

~Random_Fangirl

Wow, 2 A/N's in the same chapter? I must be boring y'all TO DEATH -_-