Post by windsofchange13 on Oct 10, 2010 11:45:29 GMT -5
This was my first Randall FanFic, which you can also find on FanFiction.net (on there I'm Jessica12357) Hope you enjoy! 
Chapter One: The Return
Narrator's POV
In the new Monsters, Inc. building, one worker was working late. He was keeping track of the worker's income, how much energy per laugh (since it was the Laugh Floor now) was generated and in total how much energy was generated, and the number of doors around the world there were, to name a few things. This worker was Fungus, the former accomplice of Randall Boggs.
While he was reviewing the number of doors, and bringing each one out to check it, he noticed something strange. One door was not there, and it hadn't been shredded on his chart. It was a door located in the Southeast United States, in a swamp. Someone had deliberately destroyed it for some reason, without notifying the reason. Weird, he thought. I'd better put this in my report!
Unfortunately, Fungus wasn't aware this door was the one Mike and Sulley had stuck Randall in when he tried to capture Boo! Thus, a new door to this world in which Randall was stuck was constructed the next morning...
...
In a swamp somewhere in Louisiana, a strange looking, purple creature was banging his head angrily against a mangrove. That's right. Randall. He was about to go crazy. He had been stuck in this mosquito-infested slime hole for two months straight, and it was slowly taking its toll on him. As soon as the migraine from hitting his head kicked in, he stopped, fingering his head slowly with his scaly fingers. Randall sank into the murky water as he dug two of his knees into the muck and lifted four arms into the air dramatically. "Dear God!" he cried. "Get me outta this place!" PLOP. He accidentally fell back into the mud, making sobbing noises without tears. Then he blacked out for a moment.
In that moment, his mind was contemplating wildly and subconciously. His thoughts of overthrowing Sulley as top scarer, revolutionizing the scaring industry, and scaring kids itself softened tremendously, and when he came to, all of that scaring business didn't seem...well, important!
His eyes fluttered a bit, when he noticed something going on in the small shack of a house in the distance.
He camouflaged into the terrain, and moved stealthily and silently. Gazing into the little boy's room, he couldn't believe his eyes. Fungus! Not a mushroom, but his old friend! He wasn't scaring the child; he was entertaining him! Making him laugh! Gee, if Mr. Waternoose is still in charge, he won't be happy with the scare report on that! thought Randall. If Fungus was trying to scare the child, it wasn't working.
Then a revelation came to Randall: THE DOOR WAS OPEN! He could get OUT of this depressing marsh! Camouflaged, Randall slipped through the slightly opened window and followed Fungus through the door.
The cacophony and merriment that was usually present on the Laugh Floor had died down, for Fungus's trip was the last one of the day. Randall, now in his new disposition, was intrigued by how much the company had been transformed since he was last there. It kind of made him feel...happy!
Randall scurried off to the men's showers and removed the mud from his scales before invisibly exiting like everyone else.
The cold, crisp air of the autumnal monster season seemed to re-energize Randall. The swamp was so humid and sticky, he had forgotten how relaxing a cool breeze could be. Suddenly, Randall was very home sick and scurried down the streets of Monstropolis to his apartment building. The thing about this particular one is that it was laid out more like a hotel, rather than apartments. Maybe it was its size, or the size of the lobby. Who knows? But he just wanted to be home.
Randall would have to invent a pretty good excuse for his landlord where he'd been for two months without paying rent. But he'd deal with that later. Exhausted, Randall went to his bedroom and plopped down on his bed, staring wearily up at the ceiling. All that time in the swamp he'd slept in the muddy moss, and also forgot what a bed felt like. He turned on his side, and noticed a picture frame on the nightstand.
It was of a gorgeous female of his race who had the same build as him, but her scales were a deep scarlet, with rich emerald green eyes. Her mouth opened slightly in a smile, revealing her pearly-white sharp teeth. She seemed so familiar...then it hit Randall. Sylvia! While he was caught up with trying to improve the scare industry, Randall had a girlfriend. Sylvia Serpentini, fiery as her red scales, but loving like a kitten. Now that Sulley was no longer a threat to him, Randall knew what he had to do. "I gotta little lady to pay a visit to," he said to himself slyly. He smoothed back the prongs of his head, and made sure nothing was in his razor sharp teeth.
Luckily, Randall remembered she lived right down the hall. Just as he opened his door, to his surprise he saw her coming down the hall. He blended against the wall, and quietly scurried to her. As Sylvia fiddled with her keys, trying to find the right one, Randall slowly unblended and draped his arm around her. "Hello, dollfa-" But before he finished, Sylvia spun around and gave him a swift punch in the face, which flung Randall against the wall. Sylvia thought it was a burglar, but to her awe it was her boyfriend, Randall.
She pulled him up to his feet. "Randall Boggs, what are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm here to see my girl!" Randall replied. He tried to kiss her, but she slapped him with her tail.
"Hmmph! Why should I be seen with a rogue like you after what you've done?" she sneered, her first two arms crossed, and the next two on her sides.
"Whattaya talkin' about?" Randall asked, rubbing his sore mark. He could've sworn his mouth was bleeding a little.
"As if you don't know!" Sylvia snapped. "You kidnapped a human child as part of some illegal act for your own selfish reasons! I always told you Second Top Scarer was good enough for me, but you didn't listen! You had to be the very top!" She crossed both sets of arms and turned her head away. For a split second, Randall was mesmerized by her back's shimmering scales, when he shook it away.
"Listen, Syl, that was two months ago!" Randall protested. "I'm a new monster now! And this new monster isn't carin' about that Top Scarer junk!" Sylvia sent him a dubious look, but he leaned in closer, put his hands on her shoulders, and whispered, "The only thing I care about..is you!" Sylvia made a sound like a scoff.
"How can I trust you again, Randall?"
"If you'd just-"
But Sylvia just pushed him off and slammed the door shut as she went into her apartment. Randall heard the click of the lock as she made sure he stayed out. Randall's heart broke, and he looked down at the floor sadly. "You've really done it this time, Randall," he muttered.
...
Sylvia's POV
That night, I had a heck of a hard time falling asleep. Guess what was on my mind?
Randall.
Every time I tried to sleep, Randall's face would pop up in my mind. I tried to occupy my mind with other thoughts, like my church, my family, my job...but it ALWAYS ended up going back to Randall! He was like a mental plague! I couldn't get him off of my mind.
It affected me physically, too. My body was receiving interminable jactations. Eventually I just got out of bed, tied my bathrobe around me, and stretched out on the living room couch, trying to decide what to do about him. We did use to make a very nice couple, but was it possible to do it again? Would he keep his word? Could he keep his word? And was it worth a shot to find out?
Then the doorbell rang.
Randall's POV
I knew it was kind of late, but I had to get things settled with Sylvia. When she did come to the door, I was overthrown by her beauty. She seemed even more radiant with a nearby window open, and the moonlight cascading on her scales. "Sylvia, I-" To my surprise, she grabbed my head, jerked me forward, and kissed me for five minutes straight. When she finally let go, my breath felt like it had been sucked out.
I was panting, and she smiled at me. "Randy...I think we can give it another shot," she said. She closed the door behind me with her tail and locked it. Then she took off her robe, revealing a silky red nightdress underneath. When she positioned herself on the couch, I knew she wanted to do "it"...right now.
As she pulled down the straps of her nightdress, I carefully curled on top of her, our lips meeting. Our bodies twisted like the natural contortionists that our kind were in ways we didn't know possible, and there was so much heat being given off, it could have heated the whole building.
After about ten minutes, we stopped, and were in a celestial curl, our limbs intertwining. "Sylvia, baby," I told her, "this is gonna be the re-beginning of a beautiful relationship..." And it was. But little did I know I'd run into some familiar faces along the way...
Well, there you go! How was that? There are two more chapters on the way.
Chapter One: The Return
Narrator's POV
In the new Monsters, Inc. building, one worker was working late. He was keeping track of the worker's income, how much energy per laugh (since it was the Laugh Floor now) was generated and in total how much energy was generated, and the number of doors around the world there were, to name a few things. This worker was Fungus, the former accomplice of Randall Boggs.
While he was reviewing the number of doors, and bringing each one out to check it, he noticed something strange. One door was not there, and it hadn't been shredded on his chart. It was a door located in the Southeast United States, in a swamp. Someone had deliberately destroyed it for some reason, without notifying the reason. Weird, he thought. I'd better put this in my report!
Unfortunately, Fungus wasn't aware this door was the one Mike and Sulley had stuck Randall in when he tried to capture Boo! Thus, a new door to this world in which Randall was stuck was constructed the next morning...
...
In a swamp somewhere in Louisiana, a strange looking, purple creature was banging his head angrily against a mangrove. That's right. Randall. He was about to go crazy. He had been stuck in this mosquito-infested slime hole for two months straight, and it was slowly taking its toll on him. As soon as the migraine from hitting his head kicked in, he stopped, fingering his head slowly with his scaly fingers. Randall sank into the murky water as he dug two of his knees into the muck and lifted four arms into the air dramatically. "Dear God!" he cried. "Get me outta this place!" PLOP. He accidentally fell back into the mud, making sobbing noises without tears. Then he blacked out for a moment.
In that moment, his mind was contemplating wildly and subconciously. His thoughts of overthrowing Sulley as top scarer, revolutionizing the scaring industry, and scaring kids itself softened tremendously, and when he came to, all of that scaring business didn't seem...well, important!
His eyes fluttered a bit, when he noticed something going on in the small shack of a house in the distance.
He camouflaged into the terrain, and moved stealthily and silently. Gazing into the little boy's room, he couldn't believe his eyes. Fungus! Not a mushroom, but his old friend! He wasn't scaring the child; he was entertaining him! Making him laugh! Gee, if Mr. Waternoose is still in charge, he won't be happy with the scare report on that! thought Randall. If Fungus was trying to scare the child, it wasn't working.
Then a revelation came to Randall: THE DOOR WAS OPEN! He could get OUT of this depressing marsh! Camouflaged, Randall slipped through the slightly opened window and followed Fungus through the door.
The cacophony and merriment that was usually present on the Laugh Floor had died down, for Fungus's trip was the last one of the day. Randall, now in his new disposition, was intrigued by how much the company had been transformed since he was last there. It kind of made him feel...happy!
Randall scurried off to the men's showers and removed the mud from his scales before invisibly exiting like everyone else.
The cold, crisp air of the autumnal monster season seemed to re-energize Randall. The swamp was so humid and sticky, he had forgotten how relaxing a cool breeze could be. Suddenly, Randall was very home sick and scurried down the streets of Monstropolis to his apartment building. The thing about this particular one is that it was laid out more like a hotel, rather than apartments. Maybe it was its size, or the size of the lobby. Who knows? But he just wanted to be home.
Randall would have to invent a pretty good excuse for his landlord where he'd been for two months without paying rent. But he'd deal with that later. Exhausted, Randall went to his bedroom and plopped down on his bed, staring wearily up at the ceiling. All that time in the swamp he'd slept in the muddy moss, and also forgot what a bed felt like. He turned on his side, and noticed a picture frame on the nightstand.
It was of a gorgeous female of his race who had the same build as him, but her scales were a deep scarlet, with rich emerald green eyes. Her mouth opened slightly in a smile, revealing her pearly-white sharp teeth. She seemed so familiar...then it hit Randall. Sylvia! While he was caught up with trying to improve the scare industry, Randall had a girlfriend. Sylvia Serpentini, fiery as her red scales, but loving like a kitten. Now that Sulley was no longer a threat to him, Randall knew what he had to do. "I gotta little lady to pay a visit to," he said to himself slyly. He smoothed back the prongs of his head, and made sure nothing was in his razor sharp teeth.
Luckily, Randall remembered she lived right down the hall. Just as he opened his door, to his surprise he saw her coming down the hall. He blended against the wall, and quietly scurried to her. As Sylvia fiddled with her keys, trying to find the right one, Randall slowly unblended and draped his arm around her. "Hello, dollfa-" But before he finished, Sylvia spun around and gave him a swift punch in the face, which flung Randall against the wall. Sylvia thought it was a burglar, but to her awe it was her boyfriend, Randall.
She pulled him up to his feet. "Randall Boggs, what are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm here to see my girl!" Randall replied. He tried to kiss her, but she slapped him with her tail.
"Hmmph! Why should I be seen with a rogue like you after what you've done?" she sneered, her first two arms crossed, and the next two on her sides.
"Whattaya talkin' about?" Randall asked, rubbing his sore mark. He could've sworn his mouth was bleeding a little.
"As if you don't know!" Sylvia snapped. "You kidnapped a human child as part of some illegal act for your own selfish reasons! I always told you Second Top Scarer was good enough for me, but you didn't listen! You had to be the very top!" She crossed both sets of arms and turned her head away. For a split second, Randall was mesmerized by her back's shimmering scales, when he shook it away.
"Listen, Syl, that was two months ago!" Randall protested. "I'm a new monster now! And this new monster isn't carin' about that Top Scarer junk!" Sylvia sent him a dubious look, but he leaned in closer, put his hands on her shoulders, and whispered, "The only thing I care about..is you!" Sylvia made a sound like a scoff.
"How can I trust you again, Randall?"
"If you'd just-"
But Sylvia just pushed him off and slammed the door shut as she went into her apartment. Randall heard the click of the lock as she made sure he stayed out. Randall's heart broke, and he looked down at the floor sadly. "You've really done it this time, Randall," he muttered.
...
Sylvia's POV
That night, I had a heck of a hard time falling asleep. Guess what was on my mind?
Randall.
Every time I tried to sleep, Randall's face would pop up in my mind. I tried to occupy my mind with other thoughts, like my church, my family, my job...but it ALWAYS ended up going back to Randall! He was like a mental plague! I couldn't get him off of my mind.
It affected me physically, too. My body was receiving interminable jactations. Eventually I just got out of bed, tied my bathrobe around me, and stretched out on the living room couch, trying to decide what to do about him. We did use to make a very nice couple, but was it possible to do it again? Would he keep his word? Could he keep his word? And was it worth a shot to find out?
Then the doorbell rang.
Randall's POV
I knew it was kind of late, but I had to get things settled with Sylvia. When she did come to the door, I was overthrown by her beauty. She seemed even more radiant with a nearby window open, and the moonlight cascading on her scales. "Sylvia, I-" To my surprise, she grabbed my head, jerked me forward, and kissed me for five minutes straight. When she finally let go, my breath felt like it had been sucked out.
I was panting, and she smiled at me. "Randy...I think we can give it another shot," she said. She closed the door behind me with her tail and locked it. Then she took off her robe, revealing a silky red nightdress underneath. When she positioned herself on the couch, I knew she wanted to do "it"...right now.
As she pulled down the straps of her nightdress, I carefully curled on top of her, our lips meeting. Our bodies twisted like the natural contortionists that our kind were in ways we didn't know possible, and there was so much heat being given off, it could have heated the whole building.
After about ten minutes, we stopped, and were in a celestial curl, our limbs intertwining. "Sylvia, baby," I told her, "this is gonna be the re-beginning of a beautiful relationship..." And it was. But little did I know I'd run into some familiar faces along the way...
Well, there you go! How was that? There are two more chapters on the way.
