Sorry if it kinda sucks but I've never written for Monsters Inc.

Anyway, this was a request by...someone, your name slips my mind right now but here's your story.

Rows of pointed teeth gleamed in the moonlight as a scared child shivered under his blanket. He could hear claws unsheathing from the monsters large feet but there was nothing he could do about it.

The beast sucked in a deep breath and prepared to roar. It shut it's mischievous blue eyes and took a single step back and- "Mew!"

The child sat up in his bed and stared at the monster. Did it seriousely just meow like a cat.

"Boo!" the kid said and the monster screamed and jumped back. It tripped over a skateboard and landed in a laundry basket.

An alarm sounded and the monster sighed as she got out of the basket. The kid rolled his eyes before falling back asleep.

The monster sulked as she made her way out of the closet door and into Monstropolis. The CDA jogged up to her and started deconning her.

"Lindsay?" the monster, Lindsay, turned to see her boyfriend running up to her. He was short with a large chin and a headband wrapped around his forehead.

"Hi Taylor." Lindsay sighed as the CDA finished deconning her.

"His names Tyler." Heather, one of the meanest monsters, rolled her eyes and slithered away. She was black and snake like, needless to say she was very good at her job as a scarer.

All of Lindsays friends were scarers and they all were much better at their jobs than Lindsay. Even DJ got more screams than she did in a week. Not a lot more, but he still got them. It wasn't as if Lindsay wasn't scary, she was a golden catlike monster with lots of pointed teeth and long claws that fit her big feet, she just couldn't carry through with scaring part. Maybe if she gave one of the kids a bad haircut...

Lindsay sighed in frustration as she looked at the meter showing how much screams she got. "I didn't even fill it halfway!"

"It's okay, babe. You'll get it some day." Tyler comforted as he wrapped a long arm around her. "Everyone has their bad days."

From next door, Lindsay could hear the screams coming from the closet. Duncan, one of the meanest scarers, slithered out, not even bothering to look at the meter, already knowing that it was full.

"I'm never going to be a good scarer!" Lindsay wailed.

"Finally figured it out?" Gwen smirked as she scuttled away. Lindsay never liked her, she was always sticking her nose where it wasn't needed... And she had bad hair.

"Just give it another shot, you'll get it eventually." Trent encouraged.

"Thanks, Terry, I'm going to do it."

Five Minutes Later

Lindsay sighed as the CDA sprayed her down... Again. It wasn't her fault that her big feet weren't ment for climbing ceilings.

"And the Lindsiot fails again. Ever try becoming a secretary?" Heather smirked.

"My names LINDSAY, not Lindsiot! You can't call me anything else...well maybe you can get away with Lobby, but that's it!" Lindsay retorted.

"You're too stupid to tell the difference between Lindsiot and Lindsay." Heather snarled back.

"Well... I don't like your shoes!"

Heather gasped, despite the fact she didn't even have feet let alone shoes. "You're going down Lindsay. I'll make sure you never scare a soul in your life!"

A/N- I'm pretty sure I failed epically at that. Whatever, review. No flames please!