Crazy, Crazy, Crazy.
a/n: My first and probably last Monsters Inc. fic. Unless I have fun doing this. This story happened when the monsters were still scaring children. Rated PG for violence.
Empty and deserted, Randall crept into the storage room.
"Who's gonna catch me? It's after hours and I just got promoted to head security guard. Hehe."
Randall just got fired being one of the scare-ers (sorry, I watched this movie like a thousand years ago.) because he was caught destroying the screams Sully made. Monsters, Inc. didn't believe in firing people, so they just gave him the job as being top security guard, which only paid minimum wage.
However, what Randall didn't know was that they were keeping video camera tabs on him. However, he was using his chameleon-like ability to change into the background, so no one could see him.
Randall pressed a button on one of the machines and a door slid down. Randall crept in and crept under the child's bed. He saw her name on a collage, Patty. He crept up to her and whispered something in her ear. She woke up and gave a loud laugh.
Randall slinked through the door and shut it behind him. He attached one of Sully's full yellow tubes and watched the meter decrease, until it was empty.
You see, Randall had figured out that even though screams make electricity in the yellow bottle, laughs decrease the volume in the bottle, making the power in the bottle get lesser and lesser, until there was none left.
Even though Randall had been fired, Sully was still his #1 enemy. He wanted to sabotage his career as much as possible. He even changed his deodorant with red paint! Sully didn't know exactly what happened, but he had a good suspicion it was Randall.
Randall couldn't go on. He had no job; his mom had deserted him and kicked him out of the house. His Dad died of drug overdose. Even though he was draining Sully's screams bit by bit, he was determined to ruin his job, and then destroy all of Monsters Inc. He wasn't sure how, but he knew he would somehow.
The next day Sully got his numbers decreased, from 1789 bottles to 1754. Sully knew that Randall did this, but couldn't prove it at all. It was so...frustrating!
Randall had a plan. He was going to suicide bomb the place. This place was worth more then he was worth. And he'd be killing almost everyone in the city. He would even kill Sully.
Now, little by little, although he hadn't noticed it, he was going crazy. He dreamt up ways to kill Sully. He dreamt up ways to ruin Sully's life. He didn't know why he chose Sully's life to ruin, he just chose him. He had been seeing a psychologist, but quit after two days because it interfered with his "sessions" with Sully's tubes.
In the supply room, he attached a backpack to his back with a time bomb in it.
My parents ruined my life, now I'm ruining everyone else's. thought Randall. He really thought that this was the right thing to do.
He could here the counter going. 8...7...6...5...4...3...2...
And waited.