*IF YOU HAVE NOT READ AMBITION PLEASE READ IT FIRST OR YOU WILL BE VERY CONFUSED*

The sun creeps in, forcing my eyes to open despite my need for more sleep. I haven't been sleeping very well recently, the stress from preparing to possibly be my husband's scaring assistant and keeping my band director job has been keeping me up at night. I didn't get to sleep till three this morning. I roll over and see my husband still fast asleep, his tall mahogany horns glinting in the morning light. I feel tempted to wake him up, but he isn't necessarily pleasant when being forced awake.

I sigh, pushing myself out of bed, trying to keep my claws from clicking on the wood floors. We finally decided to move into an actually house since our son is getting big enough to need his own space. I walk over to the dresser which contains a floor-length mirror and I look myself over. As I've grown over the years my dragon features have really become emphasized. The spikes on the side of my jaw are much longer, my horns at the top of my head are sharper, and more curved outward. My face has also slimmed up a big more, along with my whole body, which is good since I blew up like a balloon when I was pregnant with little John. I watch my slender tail sway behind me, the blue oddly shaped dots that sprinkle my pale yellow body are much brighter, and my golden eyes are much darker.

I turn to look at my husband as he sleeps and cross my arms. Sometimes the only time I can stand him is when he's sleeping, but I still love him just the same. His gray-ish purple fur is perfectly smoothed and conditions, his sharp lower canines are whiter than porcelain. He's definitely not hard to look at. He has changed a bit since college, his horns have gotten taller and his two bottom canines are a bit longer too, he has also grown a couple inches himself, and his chest is much larger and more defined, along with his arms. Unlike me, he ages well.

I slip out of our room, wearing my old Roar Omega Roar fraternity sweater that my husband gave me when I first was allowed to join. I ended up staying a ROR until I graduated a year ago. I have to admit, I miss it. It was kind of fun taking my husband's place as president for a couple years. It definitely changed the face of the fraternity, being run by a girl, but at least I'm a Worthington, so it kind of made sense. The frat has actually grown a lot and is even more prestigious than it was. I can't help but feel proud about that.

I smirk to myself as I walk downstairs, my claws dragging on the golden railing by the grand stairway. My husband inherited a ton of money, so of course our house is obnoxiously large.

I walk down to the kitchen and open up the fridge, scanning its contents. I spot a mango and toss it up in the air, catching it with my tail. This thing is extremely useful, much more useful than the fat sausage I had all the way up through my second semester of college.

I grab a knife and a cutting board and slice the mango up into more doable little bites, pouring myself a cup of coffee to eat with it. Coffee and fruit, strange, but it's what I like. I plop down in a seat at the large island, running my claws over the marble countertop as I open up my laptop, taking a bite of mango. I click on my drill-writing program and wait for the application to open. It's about time I start preparing for next season's show and the drill is extremely important since it's literally where every monster has to march to during the performance.

"What are you doing up so early?" I jump at the sound of my husband's suave voice talking to me from the entrance to the grand kitchen. I glance up and see him watching me, his large arms crossed over his chest, and amethyst eyes watching me.

"I couldn't sleep," I say, my eyes darting over that smirk of his. I honestly thought he would grow out of that smirk once he graduated, but boy was I wrong.

He chuckles, smoothing out his blue Monsters Inc. sweater, and fixing the collar of his white polo underneath it. "Don't tell me you're working on your band geek stuff again, Reed."

"What, summer is almost over and I haven't even begun working on the new show," I say, widening my eyes at him. "I need to order props and uniforms, and ugh."

"You really take this stuff too seriously." I watch him saunter over to me, his slender waist slightly thicker than it was in college, and his tail has also grown a bit, but not too much. He walks up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his wide head on my shoulder.

"Yeah, but this is what I went to college for, Johnny." I say, giving his chin a quick rub. "I've proven I'm good at what I do my first year as head director and now I've gotta keep it consistent."

"You're such a nerd," Johnny says, giving me a kiss on the neck then shoving my head towards my computer before walking over to the coffee pot. "How do you expect to keep up with all that if you get the job to help me over at MI?"

I shrug. "I'll figure it out." Hopefully.

Johnny snorts behind me. "Good luck with that."

I hear the front door open and a familiar figure slips into the house. "Guess who?" I smile when I look up and see my best friend, Addison, as she walks into the kitchen wearing her doctor's jacket, Dr. Addison Wilde OB/GYN stitched in blue lettering on her right breast pocket. "I hope you don't mind me being here so early, but I see that you're already both awake."

I nod and gesture for her to take a seat next to me. "Do you have an early appointment?"

She nods, her perfectly white fur shiny like she just washed it. "Yeah, I have a momma who thinks her hoohaa is about to fall out."

I glance over at Johnny who gives me a weird look, his phone in his hand when she says 'hoohaa'. "I guess she felt you weren't mature enough to handle vagina."

Johnny simply glares at me and goes back to checking his phone. I turn my attention back to Addison. "Why would she think that?"

"Oh, her baby just dropped that's all," She says, waving her perfectly manicured claws at me. "You remember what that was like."

"Yeah, except he fell on my bladder and my lungs simultaneously." I say, my eyes flat.

Addison laughs. "You poor thing," She looks around. "Is he still asleep?"

"Yeah," Johnny says, walking forward, clicking his phone off and setting it next to me. "I'm about to get him up though."

"Aww, let the little angel sleep." Addison says, leaning her elbows on the counter.

Johnny snorts. "He can't sleep all day, he needs to get out." He starts walking out of the kitchen. "Exercise a little."

"He's five, Johnny." I say, resting my arms in front of my laptop on the counter.

He glances back at me as he mounts the stairs. "Gotta start young, honey."

"He hasn't changed a bit since college," Addison says, giving me a playful smirk.

I nod. "I know, it's ridiculous," I turn my attention back to my laptop. "I thought that rich frat-boy act was just a phase."

Addison snorts and I see her check the silver watch on her wrist. "Crap, I gotta get going." She stands up and gives me a hug, her big green eyes kind as she backs away. "Dinner tonight possibly?"

"I'll see," I glance at the clock on my computer. "Johnny wants to take me to work to day to kind of show me how things are gonna go if I get the job."

"Alright," She turns to go then snaps back. "Are things between him and Sullivan… okay since he started working at Monsters Inc.?"

"Well, considering Johnny beat the crap out of Sulley five years ago, I'd say they're about as good as they'll get." I say, my expression flat.

She cringes. "Oh, well, hopefully they'll improve."

"They better," I say, typing a quick paragraph to a band mom about the summer schedule. "They do work on the same scare floor, and I really don't want to put up with that crap."

Once Addison leaves I watch her pull out of our circle drive in her white Mercedes-Clawz SUV, the Clawz star on the front and back illuminated by white LEDs. I turn around and look at our massive foyer. Marble floors, a huge staircase that winds up to the loft of the second floor, a crystal chandelier hanging above the center of the room. It's definitely a bit extravagant for my taste, but considering this is the lifestyle Johnny is used to living and I now can live I can't necessarily complain. It is nice being able to live like this it's just a bit more than I'm used to.

"Mommy!" I turn and see Johnny with our little Jonathan in his arms walking down the stairs. He looks just like Johnny, other than the fact he has yellow eyes and his horns are white instead of that deep mahogany color like Johnny's.

"Hey, there's my little monster," I say, holding out my arms as Johnny sets him down. He waddles over to me on his awkward toddler feet and stumbles into my arms. I gather my strength to hoist him up. "Did you sleep well?"

He nods, nuzzling my neck. "Dad said that, that I was going to grandma's today?"

"Yes you are," I say, walking back to the kitchen with him in my arms. "Mom and dad are going to work."

"I thought you don't work right now." He says, his innocent little voice so adorable. He's so smart, I know I'm biased as his mother, but he really is smart for his age.

"I don't," I say, setting him down at the dining room table. "But daddy needs my help." He gives me a sweet smile and I kiss his forehead. "What would you like for breakfast, sweetie?"

"Cereal!" He says, throwing his arms up in the air.

I laugh. "Alright my sweet honey." I poke the space between his eyes and he giggles before I walk over to the pantry, opening the door. I scan the many shelves and spot the fruit cereal.

I pour the brightly colored flakes into a small red bowl, pouring in the milk once I set down the box. I open a drawer at the island and pull out a matching red plastic spoon and mix up the cereal so it's all covered in milk.

As I set the bowl down in front of little Jonathan I hear the house phone start to ring and I jog over to where it's mounted on the wall beside the fridge. I pick the silver device up off the receiver. "Hello?" I say, moving to close the cereal box so its contents don't spoil. Johnny watches me as he munches on his own bowl of some kind of health cereal. He furrows his brow at me, I know he's asking who is and I just shrug.

"Hello, I'm Celia from Monsters Incorporated," A soft, sweet voice on the other ends says. "I need to speak to Mrs. Reed Worthington?"

"This is her," I say, putting the cereal back in the pantry.

"Oh, well I was just calling to say that after careful consideration we have decided to hire you as a part-time assistant to Mr. Worthington." Celia says, I can hear the smile in her voice. "I assume that's your… husband possibly?"

"Yes ma'am," I say, my own smile growing huge. "He is."

"Alright, well you have a great day and we look forward to having you as a part of our Monsters Incorporated family."

Dun, dun, duuuuuun! Reed works for Monsters Inc. now! Okay, so I know Johnny originally was hired by Fear Co. as determined by his scare card at the end of the movie, but I wanted him to work at Monsters Inc. so that way he and Reed could be dragged into all the fun that goes down over at MI. I will provide a further explanation as to how he was hired later on, but I just wanted to establish the mood and the characters. Ginger will be making an appearance as will Jav, and of course Mike and Sulley! I hope you guys don't mind the major time jump, but I wanted to kind of move into a more adult environment where everyone has their jobs and is graduated and all that. Also, I know med school actually takes forever to complete but I didn't want Addison to still be in school, so lets just say she's some super medical genius who managed to speed her way through med school and to her doctorate. I try to go for realism here, but sometimes it just won't work so I hope you can forgive me. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this introduction to the sequel and I will see you guys in the next chapter! Bye-bye!