A Monsters, Inc./Monsters vs. Aliens Crossover
A New Kind of Monster Team-up
by: LDEJRuff
Chapter 1: Monster Meet
Ever since their very first bedtime, children from ages sixteen months to two years old have known that after their mommies and daddies have tucked them into their beds and turned off the lights, there would be monsters hiding in their closets waiting to emerge out and scare them. However, it's nothing personal to them; it's just their job. Of course, this is one type of monster. They are known as closet monsters to the little infants. They live in their own world, a world inhabited only by monsters. They gain their electricity from the screams, or laughs, of the little children they scare, or entertain. And the main company building is in the city of Monstropolis. They call this company "Monsters, Incorporated" (or "Monsters, Inc." for short).
The other kind of monster is pretty scarier than the ones that hide in children's closets. They are known as regular monsters. Like closet monsters, they are noted for scaring. Unlike the closet monsters, they do more than just scare. They are also noted for terrorizing, for fighting, for destruction. However, a facility run by a former war general has been locking monsters up, trying to keep their existence a secret. It would later be noted that it's also a training facility. And some monsters have gained fame and fortune in movies around the world, including some movies from Japan, like Godzilla.
It's quite possible that both closet monsters and regular monsters have met face to face. But no proof has been confirmed, that is, until there was an unlikely alliance of four monsters. And this is how our story begins…
Our story begins earlier in the week, in the city of Monstropolis. A green one-eyed monster has just had a perfect night on the town with his snake-haired girlfriend. His name was Michael "Mike" Wazowski.
"So, Celia, do you think we might call it a night?" Mike asked while talking on his cell phone.
"Sure thing, Mikey," Celia, the monster girl he was talking to on his phone, answered.
"Okay then, Celia," Mike replied. "See ya' tomorrow." And with that, he hung up, and was walking on his way home. He lives with his mother, who, like him, has one eye. However, before he could get his keys, he noticed that a street light was flickering.
"What the fur ball?" Mike thought.
Soon after, the light stopped flickering, and Mike got back to getting his house keys.
"Well, I'm sure that it's just a one-time thing," he thought. "Ma, I'm home," he called aloud as he walked in.
At the same time, in another world, kinda like our own, some lights were flickering inside a cell of the training facility. That cell is inhabited by a combination of both a fish and an ape, who happens to be from the Ice Age. His real name has long been unknown, so he's been called "The Missing Link" by scientists. He prefers to be called "Link" for short, though.
Link started noticing the lights flicker while he was swimming. "What the heck?" he thought. "Uh, General?" He asked aloud. "I think these light bulbs need to be changed."
"Hmmm, that's odd," General W.R. Monger said over a voice-activated intercom. "There's nothing on the scanner that shows a flickering light bulb in your cell. But just in case, I'll check tomorrow morning during your breakfast."
"Well, thanks," Link said. "G'night." And with that, he continued swimming until he was tired and went to sleep.
The following morning, Link woke up, but rather than being in his cell, he was sleeping on what appears to be a human bed. As he yawned, he saw what looked like an eyeball.
"Good morning, B.O.B.," Link said. Then he noticed. "Wait a minute. B.O.B.? What are you doing in my cell?"
"Your cell?" Mike's voice rang out. "What are you doing in my house?"
"Wait, you're not B.O.B." Link said, surprised. "B.O.B. is blue, has two arms, and is a blob, and you're green and have four limbs."
"Well, duh," Mike said. "Anyways, the name's Mike. Mike Wazowski."
"I didn't know that you have a surname," Link replied.
"And you are…?" Mike ordered.
"Well, my real name has long been unknown, since I'm approximately twenty millennia old," Link replied. "So scientists refer to me as 'The Missing Link'. But you can call me 'Link' for short."
"Twenty millennia old, huh?" Mike said. "You don't look to be a day over fifty to me."
"Hey, that's the trouble with being stuck inside an ice block for twenty-thousand years," Link said. "You don't age in ice. Anyways, where am I? And how the heck did I get here?"
"I said that you're in my house," Mike answered. "And I don't know how you got here."
"Wait a second," Link noticed. "Posters, closets, windows? This just doesn't seem like a facility cell."
"What the—?" Mike said, surprised. "You're not from around the city of Monstropolis, are you?"
"No," Link answered. "I have a monster team back home. I bet they're worried about me."
"Monster team?" Mike asked.
"Yeah," Link replied. "The rest of my team are composed of a giant butterfly named Insectosaurus, a brainless blob of mass made from a tomato, who is called Benzoate Ostylezene Bicarbonate, or 'B.O.B.' for short, a former human scientist who was mutated with the head and mind of a cockroach called Dr. Cockroach, Ph.D., and a giant human girl who was exposed to quantonium radiation and grew to a ginormous size called Ginormica, but her real name is Susan Murphy."
Throughout the monologue, Mike was a bit shocked. "Wait a minute," he said. "You come from the human world?"
"Yes, but I am a monster," Link answered.
"Oh, my gosh, you haven't even been decontaminated yet!" Mike said, shocked.
"Decontaminated?" Link asked. "What are you talking about?"
"We need to take you to the CDA so that they can clean you," Mike ordered.
"Clean me?" Link asked, shocked.
At the same time in the facility, Susan, Dr. Cockroach and B.O.B. were enjoying their breakfast.
"Monsters?" General Monger's voice rang out, getting their attention. "Do any of you know where the Missing Link is?"
"Haven't seen him today," Susan answered.
"Me neither," Dr. Cockroach answered.
"Who's the Missing Link?" B.O.B. asked.
"Well, cameras have shown no sign of his exit," Monger said. "It may be that he has either vanished or escaped. But our main scientists deny that he took a jet outside."
Insectosaurus growled in anguish and agreement while flapping his wings and eating some nectar.
"Insectosaurus is right," Susan said. "He really misses Link."
"Well, I've set up a search warrant, so it'd be a bit easier to find him," Monger replied. "Please return to your cells after you've finished eating."
"Yes, sir," the monsters said, saluting him.
Back at Monstropolis, Mike was showing Link a tour of Monsters, Inc.
"This is where I work," Mike said, showing Link the scare floor, and the row of doors.
"And you have props, like chattering teeth and microphones, because…?" Link asked.
Mike answered, "Rather than scaring children in their beds, we make them laugh. Their screams are normally what powers the electricity in our world, but their laughter multiplies the amount by ten."
"Hey, Mike," his boss and friend, James P. Sullivan, a large, blue, furry monster with horns and wearing a neck tie, greeted. "Who's the new guy?"
"Hey, Sully," Mike greeted back. "This here is the Missing Link."
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Link said.
"The pleasure's all mine," Sully said, offering a handshake.
"Uh, you can't shake his hand now, Sully," Mike informed with a whisper. "He hasn't been 23-19'd yet."
"Oh," Sully whispered.
"I'm just showing him the tour of the utility," Mike informed aloud, then he turned over to Link. "You see, Link, every monster in the utility has been trained to entertain."
"Wow, so I might get some training tips from you one of these days," Link said.
"Right," Mike replied. "Here's a pair of boxing gloves and a sparing bag so that you can do your routine," Mike continued, handing Link the items.
"Well, good luck, newbie," Sully said to Link as he was heading to his office.
"Thanks, Sully," Link called back.
"Training begins tonight, Link, at my place," Mike said to his new trainee.