Hi all. I probably should try and write these as fanfics, but somehow I don't think I'd be able to write any full-length Futurama stories. Anyway, here's a couple of premises I thought up before falling asleep last night:
A cute new Pokemon/Furby/Tribble/etc. type fad (call it Monfurchi, for lack of anything else) sweeps the planet (possibly introduced by our gallant crew). Just about everyone goes crazy for the things, especially Leela (even Bender has a favorite). Only Fry dislikes them, thinking them too cute for what little macho image he has, plus he remembers such fads from the 1990s that didn't last long. Turns out they are something quite sinister (say, an invasion force from another galaxy, or a doomsday device from some super-villain), and only the unaffected Fry can save the Earth (how? I dunno, but he does, probably in some incompetent manner).
Another idea is that Bender tries his hand at painting, and creates some truly disturbing/obscene/disgusting works. Everyone hates them, and Bender gets really discouraged. However, an alien from, oh, Surraxis (why not?) catches a glimpse of the art, and decides they're the greatest things he's ever seen. Bender (and the others) go to Surraxis, and he becomes a celebrated Artiste, beloved by all Surraxins (though his art is still awful). Um, I think I fell asleep at this point, so I don't know what else would happen. Some horrible, life-threating twist, no doubt (like Surraxins routinely sacrifice great artisans to their gods, but Bender survives because he's a robot; or something along those lines).
That's all I had. Any thoughts?
Phreke