Veg
Randall's Friend (800-1999)
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Post by Veg on May 14, 2005 23:40:44 GMT -5
Hello, this is my first fan writing that I posted here. It is about when Randall receives a seed that grows into a giant problem. (Note: I changed the plants eating habits so there wouldn't be any blood for the squemish). Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1
1. The seed
Little shop of Horrors. That’s the play Mike wanted to direct. Not that Randall didn’t like the idea, it was just that Mike was making changes to it. Like instead of downtown Skid Row, he’s changing it to downtown Los Angeles! And near the end, the hero runs away from the plant in an Indy 5000 race car. Who would think about doing it like that? Mike Wazowski, that’s who! Randall (and even Sulley), thought It was too embarrassing. Way too embarrassing! Luckily, Randall didn’t had a part in the cast, he’s working on the plant, Audrey 2. That wasn’t a bad thing, except he and Mike kept on arguing about the plant. Instead of green bumps on the skin, Mike wants rainbow spots and white skin! Sulley had solved the problem by making the plant have half and half of the colors. Stem white with green leaves and half the bumps rainbow and green colored. Okay, so it wasn’t pretty, but it made Randall and Mike satisfied. On the night of the big play, Randall waited nervously behind the scenes. “Psst!” He paused. “Psst!” Randall looked behind him and saw a monster wearing a rain jacket. “Hey bud,” The monster said. “Me?” Randall said. “Of course you!” The monster said, “Now listen, how would you like to buy your very own seed?” “A seed?” Randall said. “I’m not a plant person.” “But this is an unusual kind of plant,” The monster said, pushing a seed in Randall’s hand. “This one came from the co-star of this play.” “You mean Audrey 2?” Randall said. He laughed. “Yeah, for sure! I mean, please. All that stuff isn’t even real.” The monster walked away. “You’ll see,” he called back. Randall looked down at the seed. It was the size of a tear drop and it was the color of blood red. He raced after the monster. “Hey but wait! What do I have to do with it? How do I take care of it?” He paused. The monster was gone.
So what do you think? Send a polite comment please!
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Post by lizardgirl on May 15, 2005 5:29:34 GMT -5
A very interesting idea! Sounds exactly like Mike, that does- dictating things and ruining it in the process. Looking forward to what happens next! ;D
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Post by Mirage on May 15, 2005 9:30:54 GMT -5
*SQUEEE* Continue!!
I LOVE Little Shop. ;D
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 15, 2005 10:15:19 GMT -5
Great work! I've seen BOTH Little Shop of Horrors! The black and white one, and the colored version! This is gonna be interesting!
Oh boy....I wonder who'll play that mad dentist.
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Post by lizardgirl on May 15, 2005 11:05:56 GMT -5
I've never heard of or seen Little Shop of Horrors, but it certainly sounds interesting. ;D
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 15, 2005 11:09:44 GMT -5
Oh! It's.....oh dang....can't tell ya....it'd ruin the story...^_^
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Veg
Randall's Friend (800-1999)
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Post by Veg on May 15, 2005 20:17:56 GMT -5
I would like to thank everyone who sent a message! Now here is the next chapter and it will show a little surprise about the plant.
2. The baby plant
For the next few weeks, Randall had been taking care of seed. He had put it in a big flowerpot with different soils around it. One day, Randall woke up to the sound that sounded like an egg cracking. He lifted his head and stared at the flowerpot, which was jiggling. There was a loud rip, like Velcro ripping open. More cracks, like cracking bones. Randall leaped up and raced over to the flower pot. A small tiny green head poked out. Randall could hear teeny, tiny grunting sounds. The thing lifted it’s tiny head. Randall stared at it. It looked like Audrey 2, except it was still a baby. The thing looked up at him. “Uh...hi?” Randall said. The plant turned it’s head away. Randall carefully picked up the pot. The plant looked at him and growled. A small growl like an angry small dog. Randall uttered a startled cry, dropping the pot. It cracked open and the plant started to slither away. “No!” Without thinking, Randall grabbed the plant. The plant felt warm and soft. Randall realized he was squeezing it too tightly. He loosened his grip. “Don’t growl at me like that, you scared me!” He told the plant as he put him in another plant pot. The plant stared up at him, lifted his little vine and tickled Randall’s nose. “Hey!” Randall said, covering his nose. “I guess you’re hungry, huh?” The plant nodded. “So, what do you eat?” The plant looked around then picked up a small turquoise clothed. He sniffed it and grinned. Putting it in it’s mouth, he slurped it up with a loud, SCHLUURRRRP. Randall stared at it. The plant looked up at him and smiled. Then it burped. “Well I guess that’s what you eat.” Randall said. “Colored fabrics. You know for that burp, you need to say excuse me. Come on, say excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me.” The plant looked at the window as he listened to little monster kids singing, “Camptown Races.” “Okay,” Randall said. “then one at a time. Ex. Can you say ex? Ex, ex, ex, ex!” The plant waved it’s vine to the singing. Randall sighed. “We’ll work on that later.”<br> So what do you think? Do you like it? Send me a comment!
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 15, 2005 20:20:32 GMT -5
Interesting. I wonder where the cloth eating would lead too....^_^
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Veg
Randall's Friend (800-1999)
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Post by Veg on May 15, 2005 22:10:49 GMT -5
Allll-righty then! Here is my next chapter for my fan writing. Enjoy it!
3. Madame Greeley
A few minutes later, Randall walked to work holding the small plant pot. “Now you need to stay calm until we get to Monsters Inc. That way, I can put you in my station as my own plant.” The plant looked this way and that. “You need a name.” Randall said. “That weird guy who sold you to me said you came from the real Audrey 2.” The plant looked up at him. “So,” Randall continued. “Maybe I can call you...Audrey Two jr. Or maybe A.T. Jr. for short.” “Hey Randall!” Randall stopped and looked up. George, the monster who owned the café, waved at him. Randall went over. “Hey George,” Randall said. “Long time no see.” A half anteater, half insect like monster sipped tea with her trox fur coat. (A trox is like a fox creature in the monster world). “Who’s she?” Randall said. “Madame Greeley,” George said. “she claims she can see the future.” He laughed. “Like that’s gonna happen!” Randall looked at Madame Greeley. He had a very nervous feeling about her. “Watch your step!” George called out, but it was too late. Randall tripped on a chair leg and fell to the ground, the plant flying out of his hands. CRASH! The plant landed on Madame Greeley’s cup of tea. Madame Greeley swore and cursed. “Get this creature out of my tea!” She shrieked. Before Randall could race over to the cup, George grabbed the plant, went inside and dropped the plant in the sink for the garbage disposal. “NO!!” Randall cried. He raced over to the sink and grabbed A.T. Jr. A.T. Jr. shook and quivered with fear. “It’s okay, it’s okay,” Randall whispered to him. “I got you.” Madame Greeley meanwhile was screaming that all reptilian monsters should be banished and how Monstropolis would be better without the reptilian’s antics. “I’d better be going now,” Randall said, backing away with A.T. Jr. A.T. Jr. secretly snatched Madame Greeley’s pink handkerchief before Randall raced away. Randall raced down the streets and turned the corner. He panted as he tried to catch his breath. “That was close!” A.T. Jr. held up the pink handkerchief. “Where did you get that?” Randall said. A.T. Jr. slurped it up with the same SCHLUURRRRP. He burped and in a tiny, weird voice, said, “Ex.” “Did you—?” Randall stared bug-eyed at A.T. Jr. A.T. Jr. looked up at him and grinned. “You said Ex!” Randall said. “You said Ex!” A.T. Jr. looked up at the sky. “Maybe you can do animal sounds,” Randall said. “Can you do a cat? It’s really easy. Say, meow. Meow.” A.T. Jr. turned his head this way and that. “Okay then,” Randall said. “One at a time. Me. Say Me. Please? Me, me, me. Okay, how about Ow. Ow, ow, ow, ow.” A.T. Jr. choose not to answer.
What do you think so far? Is it good? Always send a polite comment!
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 16, 2005 13:16:04 GMT -5
The plant's more like Randall than he is Good point about reptilian bias as well, good work ^_^
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Post by lizardgirl on May 18, 2005 12:27:58 GMT -5
Aww, A T Jr is adorable! Great writing. ;D
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Veg
Randall's Friend (800-1999)
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Post by Veg on May 19, 2005 22:29:31 GMT -5
Thank you, thank you everyone! Here is the next chapter to the story! Enjoy!
4. The contest
Randall found out that each time A.T. Jr. ate something, he kept on getting bigger. When they entered Monsters Inc. main room, Randall huffed and panted, trying to not drop A.T. Jr.’s heavy pot. Monsters stopped and stared at A.T. Jr. and Randall. Feeling his face turning hot, Randall ignored them and headed toward Scare station F. A poster on the hallway wall stopped him. He read it silently.
HAVE A PLANT THAT IS UNUSUAL? THEN ENTER IT IN THE MONSTROPOLIS PLANT CONTEST! SEE BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS, LARGE FERNS, GREAT CARNIVORE PLANTS. ENTER TODAY! Randall read the poster two times. He looked down at A.T. Jr. who grinned back at him. “I’ll bet you’re gonna win first prize.” Randall told him. “All we gotta do is enter you in.” Randall grabbed a information sheet from the poster. He placed A.T. Jr’s plant pot in his bottom set of arms, and held the sheet with his top set of arms. A.T. Jr. sniffed the sheet. “Don’t even think about it!” Randall told him. “It’s not made out of cloth, and besides, I need it.” A.T. Jr. settled down in his pot without a protest. But he did looked pretty grumpy when they entered Scare station F.
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Veg
Randall's Friend (800-1999)
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Post by Veg on May 19, 2005 22:33:11 GMT -5
5. The case of the missing tie
For the next hours of work, everything went perfectly fine. Randall scared a few kids while A.T. Jr. watched in interest. But the fine hours will change at lunchtime. At lunch, Randall stroked A.T. Jr.’s stem. “I’ll be right back in a few minutes.” He told him. “So don’t worry about me.” Randall made sure nobody was looking, and ducked down to search for a few pieces of cloths. What luck! He found a white cloth with red spots and a blue cloth. He brushed them off and handed them to A.T. Jr. “I’ll be right back.” He told him, and then left, leaving the Scarefloor empty. A few minutes later, A.T. Jr. picked up the two cloths and sniffed them. Making a face, he dropped them. He hated dirty cloths. His vines slowly went over to the phone and picked up the receiver. He paused. What was the number of the pizza factory? And did they had any toppings with colored cloths? Growling, A.T. Jr. dropped the receiver.
After lunch, Randall walked back to his station. The station next to his had a crowd of monsters. He raced over. “What is it? What’s happening?” “Somebody stole my present for my husband for our fifth anniversary!” A female cougar-like monster said. “It was a brand new white tie with brown spots!” Randall looked back to his station and froze. A.T. Jr. had a tie in his vines! Before he could stop him, A.T. Jr. ate it up with a loud, SCHLUURRRRP. He burped. There was only silence. “Somebody better say excuse me!” A monster snapped. “Ex.” A.T. Jr. squeaked. There was a few murmurs. “Who said that?” “Me.” A.T. Jr squeaked. Randall could have laughed with joy, but he didn’t wanted to sound suspicious. There were louder murmurs. “Who’s me?” “Ow.” A.T. Jr. squeaked. “Me. Ow.” Meow! Randall thought. He’s trying to say meow! After searching the whole Scarefloor three times, the monsters gave up on the search for the missing tie. “I guess I’ll have to buy my husband something else.” The cougar-monster sighed. Randall frowned at A.T. Jr. “Thanks a lot, A.T. Jr.!” A.T. Jr. smiled at him as if saying, “You’re welcome!”
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 20, 2005 12:32:09 GMT -5
Funny! ;D
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Post by lizardgirl on May 20, 2005 12:44:24 GMT -5
That A.T. Jr doesn't know how to behave himself! Very entertaining. ;D
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