@JustSoWall-ECrazy: Thanks for the support. I checked out Star Vacation and was amused. 
I can see you like doing human parodies of WALL-E. I’m not much into one-shots however, so that means really the only other WALL-E one of my interest is Psyche OS X, and that looks to be a long read. Geez, there really aren’t that many WALL-E fanfics… 
WALL-E is my #1 favorite Pixar movie as well! (Though The Incredibles is a very close second.) I personally think it’s good to be careful with what I’m doing with this fanfic, especially since the movie itself really doesn’t need a sequel. This is mostly for curiosity’s sake and for the sake of having a little fun, and just because I enjoy writing.
And you bring up an excellent point about the other starliners. Where the heck are they? Why don’t we hear anything of them in the movie? I will see about addressing that in the fanfic. Thanks for that! 
Aaaaand here’s the prologue. Didn’t turn out to be quite the humorous intro that I had planned, but no matter.
Prologue
It was the year 2805 A.D. It had been six months since humanity had finally returned to Planet Earth. The planet was still trying to heal, but the sowing of seeds and recreating of plants had helped to block out the toxicity that still remained from the skyscrapers of trash that had been created by the cleanup unit robot, WALL-E.
On one such morning, with the sky mixed between the sun rising and still having clouds of dust created by the toxicity levels from before, one of the many farmers came out of his makeshift house to inspect his handiwork. He himself had created a larger garden than most in hopes of getting more food than others. The plants were indeed growing well despite the still mildly toxic air; green stalks and leaves bearing various sources of food, such as corn or berries. However, the farmer’s face began to tighten into an angry grimace; he had not found what he was looking for.
“Where’s the freaking pizza?!” he screeched. “There were supposed to be pizza plants!!”
In desperation, he tore out some of the stalks, and began to dig under the ground towards where he had planted the seeds in hopes that perhaps there would pizza down there instead. But there was nothing to be found, except the seeds and torn roots that he had just destroyed. He then went from being beside himself to being flat out uncontrollably angry.
“Then why the heck did I bother to do grow this garden?!” he screamed, tearing out various plants and stalks. “I thought I was going to be getting some good food!”
Then he remembered where he had gotten the idea. He immediately ran off for a certain house. The houses so far had been made out of wood or log; much like in the old days. However, the house he was looking for was decorated with various credentials, so it wasn’t hard to find. He ran up and banged repeatedly on the door. “Open up!”
The door opened, revealing the face of Captain B. McCrea, who looked like he had just woken up. “What is it, Bryan? It’s real early…” the Captain muttered sleepily before he noticed the incredulous look on the unhappy farmer’s face.
“You!” snarled Bryan. “You told us that we could grow pizza from seeds! I’ve been growing plants for six months and gotten no such thing! The food I have been getting sucks! Corn is lame! The berries taste okay, but some of them are poisoned! My son died because of poisoned berries and the fact that we didn’t know how to treat him,” he spat, beginning to foam at the mouth. “I had better food than this on the Axiom!”
McCrea sighed. “Bryan, I really hate to do this, but it’s for your own good,” he spoke to the angry man, before suddenly pulling out a taser and shocking Bryan into unconsciousness with it. He sighed, went back into his home, and began to make a call to his local officers.
“Hello?…yes, this is the Captain…yes, we’ve got another one…this one appears more angry than some of the other ones, but at least he didn’t try to fight…you’ll be right here?…great.” He hung up the phone, but he heard some noises and turned around and saw that Bryan, though incapacitated, wasn’t quite finished speaking yet.
“You…” Bryan spat. “You have misled us. Humanity will die out because of you. We must return to the Axiom and go back to spaaaacee…” His last word died out as the Captain shocked him with the taser again.
“I’m sorry, Bryan,” the Captain said, more to himself than to the unconscious Bryan. “I really thought we could grow pizza from seeds…” As he returned to his bed, a thought came to his head.
What else am I wrong about?
