Here we are folks, the sequel to...A tested Bond!
Now I hope you guys are excited. And no, this will not be rated M. This is rated T for Violence and Language. Plus we welcome Marcus.
Marcus... You guys know Marcus! :D
Enough talk, let us begin.
Flames will be used to roast sausages.
I do NOT own Monsters Inc or University T-T
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It's not everyday you find yourself living in the same, pitch black, room for twenty-seven years straight. Refusing to see the endless sea of white that now made up your world. But you wouldn't exactly call it black and white. There was only one color that stood out above the whiteness, hidden in the darkness. A hiss of pain escaped the creature when the lights of its cell suddenly buzzed on without warning, hurting its sensitive eyes.
"Didn't your mother ever told you not to sit in the dark too long?" the stranger's voice asked smoothly as he boldly stepped into the white containment cell. Not even flinching when the door slid closed behind him. Normally, some would consider him crazy for stepping into the cell of the most dangerous patient in the whole asylum by himself. Defenseless. Let alone taunt him.
"Mother? What mother? My parents never raised me. They never even wanted me in the first place." the creature rasped, narrowing his crimson eyes at the visitor.
"So I've heard." the visitor said, smiling when he heard a threatening growl.
"What do you want? I never get visitors. Unless your another damn doctor who thinks they can rehabilitate me." the crimson creature hissed venomously.
"Oh, no. I'm no doctor." the visitor said kindly.
A small scoff escaped the creature. "Really now? What's with the envelope then?"
The visitor smiled kindly. "Something simple." he said before pulling out a large photograph and walked up to the crouched patient, who looked as though he was ready to attack any minute. The visitor crouched down as well and held the photo in the patient's face. "Do you remember him?" he asked.
The crimson patient snatched the picture out of the visitor's hand before taking a closer look at it. His face suddenly softened, fronds pressing against his head, and water pooling up in his crimson eyes as he gazed at the picture. His voice suddenly cracked and the tears came pouring out.
"J-Johnny..." he sobbed, pressing the photo against his chest before letting out more sobs. In a matter of seconds he changed back to the shy, innocent lizard he was during childhood. After a few more sobs, he looked back up at his visitor, who was merely smiling at him. His teary eyes narrowed and a snarl escaped the patient.
"What do you want?" he hissed dangerously, tears still streaming down his cheeks. He then froze when he felt the visitor gently wipe the tears off his face soothingly.
"The same thing you want." the visitor murmured.
A smirk suddenly appeared on the patient's lips. "What's the plan?" he asked.
"Don't play cool with me, Marcus, I know everything about you nowadays. I know why you were locked up here." the visitor growled.
"I killed my foster parents." Marcus muttered bitterly, "So what?"
The visitor chuckled darkly. "So you have changed." he purred, grazing his wet cheek lightly.
"Don't tempt me." Marcus growled.
"Now, now. Don't get feisty with me. I haven't even explained my plan yet." the figure said smoothly.
A wicked smile suddenly curved itself on Marcus's lips, "I'm all ears."
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"Daddy!" a toddler giggled as his father gently guided him through the large, empty halls of the factory, "I can't see!"
"Well, if I don't cover your eyes, then how is this going to be a surprise?" his father asked teasingly.
"Daddy!" the child giggled.
Randall smiled fondly at his now three year old son. After months of careful planning and ignoring his son's constant pestering, the day has finally arrived. By now, Sulley and the others are waiting for them to arrive.
"Now we turn over here..." Randall said gently while using his second pair of hands to gently turn his son before stopping. Without another word, Randall swiftly removed his hands from his son's eyes just as the lights switched on.
"SURPRISE!" everyone cried happily, jumping out of their hiding places.
Sage was beaming. His uncle Sulley was there. His uncle Mike and aunt Celia. His cousins Dennis and Sarah. All his uncles from OK. Dean Hardscrabble. And...
"MOMMY!" the boy squealed happily before running up to his young mother with open arms.
Mary smiled happily before crouching down with open arms herself. The boy immediately jumped into his mother's arms and hugged her tightly.
"I missed you so much mommy!" Sage squealed, burying his face in his mother's neck.
"Oh, I missed you too baby." Mary cooed happily as she hugged her son tighter.
After a while Sage started to squirm in his mother's death grip. "M-mommy? Your squishin me." Sage said.
"Whoops!" Mary giggled before putting her son down and giving him a small apology.
The party couldn't have gone any better for Sage. Despite being homeschooled, he was still your average three year old little boy. He had short, light purple hair. Emerald green eyes. And a light purple tail with a blue tip. Occasionally, he would accidentally turn invisible randomly. Like his father, he was going to have trouble controlling his powers during childhood. Randall had his arm around Mary and the two watched their son playfully chase his cousins around the room. Wether it was under tables or a little too close to the others during their conversations.
"He's missed you a lot." Randall whispered to Mary.
"I know." Mary replied softly. Because of her heavy college schedule, she couldn't visit her son as much as she wanted to. Randall had done an amazing job with raising him, though. With Sulley's help. Days like this were rare. She wasn't there when he took his first step. Spoke his first word. Even when he first used the toilet without making a mess. She had missed all that!
"He seems to be enjoying himself, though." Randall added, gently placing one of her bangs behind her ear gently and fondly.
Mary smiled teasingly, "What about you, lizard boy, did you miss me?"
Randall smirked. "More then you think." he said before he pulled her in for a kiss.
"Eeeew!" Sage, Dennis, and Sarah said in unison when they saw them kissing.
Sulley, who had his arm around Abigail, chuckled. "Hey kids! You think that's gross? Get a load of this!" he said before pulling the Dean in for a kiss as well.
"EEEEEW!" the kids giggled in unison.
Just then, Mike ran in, "Everyone get ready! The cake's coming!"
The children eagerly got to the table, all with excited grins on their faces. Celia suddenly came in with a big birthday cake. On it was a number three candle.
"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear, Sage. Happy Birthday to you!"
Sage squealed in joy once Celia placed the cake in front of him.
"Make a wish and blow out the candle!" Randall said.
Sage thought for a moment before grinning. He then took a deep breath before blowing out the candle. Everyone cheered and clapped for the little boy. Cameras went off as well.
"What'd you wish for?" Dennis asked with a goofy grin.
Sage crossed his arms and shook his head. "I'm not telling!" he said with a smug smile.
"Awwww!" Sarah and Dennis groaned in unison.
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*whispers* not a good start XD
But yeah, behold the first chapter of A growing Bond! :D
*Cricket chirps*
... Anyway, hopefully this would be successful like A tested Bond and An unlikely Bond. I guess time would tell :/
Please R&R and have a nice day/night ^-^