I can't believe I'm doing this, I shouldn't be doing this, I swore I wasn't going to start any new fanfictions until I got some of the ones I've already started finished, but then I took my cousin to see Monster's University and the little fluff ball of an idea, it wasn't even a real plot bunny, it was just this vague desire to pair Sully up with a human, now all of a sudden a week after seeing the moving I've got a 16 page, about 2 and half chapter long story written and that little fluff ball has turned into a monster rabid plot bunny with it's teeth firmly planted in my brain. I didn't even struggle to come up with names which I can usually spend a week trying to decide on, they just came to me. And I just realized I didn't have a title yet, another thing that it can take me a week or longer to come up with, under a minute and I came up with it, this story just refuses to stop coming to me.

I can't make any guarantees about how often it'll be updated, if everything works out I'll be moving to where I'll be going to college next week, won't have internet and it will be at least a couple mile walk to get to anywhere that does have internet, bad for posting stuff, but if I'm not out hiking all the time I'll have more time to write until school starts in August, so give me lots of reviews if you want to see it updated after next weekend, previous experience with limited internet has proven that the stories I've most recently received reviews for are the ones I go home and work on the most.

"Mary honey, you need to go to sleep now," Abby said trying to get her sister to settle down.

"I want kitty," Mary said pointing at her closet door and starting to climb out of bed.

"Don't you dare get out of that bed, I'll look for the kitty," Abby said blocking Mary from getting out of bed before she walked over and opened the closet door, "See there's no kitty in your closet," she told her.

"Okay," Mary replied sadly before finally laying down, tears brimming her eyes.

"Maybe we can get a kitten when you're a little older, how would you like that?" Abby asked.

"No," Mary replied firmly, "I want kitty come back," she said pointing to a drawing of a blue and purple creature that she had hung next to her bed.

"Okay, then we'll wait and see if that kitty comes back," Abby told her before kissing her and pulling the blankets up over her.

Mary grabbed her hand, "Stay with me?" she begged.

"I have some things I need to do, but I'll sleep in here tonight as soon as I'm done, just like last night, okay?" Abby said.

"Okay, goodnight sissy," Mary said.

"Goodnight," Abby told her before stepping out of the room and shutting the door.

She leaned against the wall for a moment relived to have finally gotten Mary to bed, but at the same time worried about how persistently she had been asking for the imaginary cat she had dreamt up almost a year earlier. At first Mary had to check her closet multiple times before she could be convinced to go to bed and she always insisted there was a kitty hiding in there. After a while she had given up looking, at least until their parents had been killed in a car crash, then she had begun to persistently search for the kitty again and became sadder and sadder each time she couldn't find it.

Abby headed into the living room and was just about to sit down to attempt to relax a little when there was a knock at the door. When she answered it she was greeted by a short balding man in his mid-thirties and she instantly regretted answering the door.

"I was just wondering if you had made a decision regarding the offer I made you?" Mr. Harrison said.

"I'm planning on staying here," Abby replied.

"But you really don't need such a big house for just you and your sister, it'll just be more work for you to keep up with the house work, not to mention that yard. Don't you think you'd be better off in an apartment where you would have someone to take care of the yard and repairs?" Mr. Harrison asked.

"No, I think I'm better off here, in my home. My dad has the house fully paid off, so I don't have to worry about paying rent and I'm sure I can handle the house and yard work just fine," Abby told him trying to stay patient.

"But just think of how much the money from selling this place would help you out, especially with college expenses and raising your sister."

"I'm sure we'll get along just as well staying here," Abby replied.

"But-"

"No," Abby said angrily cutting him off, "I'm not selling the house, and even if I was desperate for money I'd never sell it to you, just so you can tear it down and put in a repair garage. How dare you even ask, was it even twenty four hours after my parents died when you first asked? And now you show up asking again on the day of their funeral and after nine thirty when you know my little sister should be asleep and you could have woken her knocking at the door? I want you off my property now and don't come back or the next time the only warning you'll get to leave is the cocking of my father's hunting rifle," Abby told him before shutting the door, barely restraining herself from slamming it.

She stormed back into the living room and paced back and forth for a while, so tense and stressed over her limit that she just wanted to scream, that always seemed to help relieve a decent amount of tension when she was stressed, but that would wake Mary. At the moment she was so stressed that that wouldn't have stopped her, but she knew Mary would want to know what was wrong and she had to be strong, had to act like she was alright to keep Mary from getting any more upset. She knew Mary was as devastated as she was by their parent's death, but as long as Abby held it together Mary seemed to be easily distracted during the day. A couple of times at night Abby had heard her crying and would go into her room and rock her to sleep, then started just staying with her at night and now she seemed to be handling it okay. Abby on the other hand didn't have anyone to turn to, her only close friend from college was over two hours away for summer break, they talked on the phone, but it just wasn't as comforting as having someone there. After the last several days of stress and heartbreak it seemed to have finally become too much for her to bear and Abby curled up onto the couch and cried.

About half an hour later Abby headed towards Mary's room, when she didn't hear any noise she wondered if she might be able to get away with sleeping in her own bed tonight. She was still so tense she knew she'd never actually sleep, just toss and turn most of the night. For a second she thought about heading to the basement and looking for a nice big spider, she could crush it on the floor, get a good stress relieving scream and just tell Mary it had dropped onto her, then maybe she could sleep. Unfortunately she realized from the burning of her eyes it was probably obvious that she had been crying and Mary would surely notice that.

She was just about to head to her room when she heard Mary say 'kitty' she was going to just keep going and hope that Mary was dreaming until Mary let out an excited squeal and yelled 'kitty!'. Abby immediately darted to Mary's door and threw it open, half expecting to see some mangy ally cat that Mary had snuck into the house, it wouldn't have been the first time.

When she stepped through the door she froze for a moment, standing at the foot end of Mary's bed, holding Mary was a huge seven and half foot tall monster. She was dreaming, she had cried herself to sleep on the couch and was clearly dreaming. She had never been the type of person to scream when she was frightened, but even if it was a dream she still could feel all that tension and decided a nightmare was a good enough excuse and let loose all that stress and tension in a deafening scream.

The monster quickly set Mary down on her bed then ran towards Abby, "Stop you'll-" he stopped, clamping his hand over Abby's mouth just as a light seemed to flicker from inside the closet before going out, "blow the door," he finished.

Abby grabbed at his hand and tried to push it away, but he was far too strong, so she settled for glaring at him.

"Promise you won't scream again and I'll let you go, okay?" he asked.

Abby nodded her head and he slowly released her. As soon as she was free Abby grabbed Mary and started to back towards the bedroom door while the monster walked to the closet door, opened it and groaned. As soon as he had opened the closet Mary started to struggle to get away from Abby. Finally unable to keep a hold of her Abby set Mary down and tried to grab her hand, but Mary slipped away and ran to the monster.

Mary grabbed his leg and clung to him, "Kitty don't leave," she cried desperately.

"It's okay Boo, I'm not leaving you," the monster said as he picked her up.

Abby flipped on the bedroom light and couldn't believe what she was seeing, with the light on she could make out the colors of the monster's fur and realized it was the same creature that Mary had been drawing.

"What's going on here?" Abby finally asked still not entirely sure whether she was awake or dreaming.

"Kitty came back," Mary said smiling happily at Abby before snuggling into the monster's fur.

"Um- well it's kind of a long story-" he started until he looked up from Mary, looked at Abby and a look of concern crossed his face, "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Sure, why wouldn't I be fine, there's a giant monster standing in my sister's room holding her, why wouldn't I be okay?" Abby replied sarcastically, although she faltered a little towards the end, he looked so genuinely concerned and she had given herself such a headache screaming that she just couldn't seem to hold on to any anger, she just wanted it to be over so she could go to bed.

"That's not what I meant, you look like you've been crying," he said.

Before Abby could reply tears filled Mary's eyes, "She's sad mommy and daddy went away and not coming back, they put them in the ground today," she said before burring her face in his fur.

"I'm so sorry. The last thing you needed right now was a monster showing up," he said.

Abby looked at him for a minute, Mary curled up in his arms dozing off, one hand holding tightly to his fur, she still had tears running down her face, but otherwise she looked more content than she had since their parents had died, "No, I don't how you know my sister or what's going on here or if this is even real, but you couldn't have come at a better time, she needed you," she finally said, then added, "And I was hoping for a good excuse to just scream and let off some of the tension of the day."

"You have good lungs, that's for sure. I don't think I've ever heard anyone scream quite that loud and I've heard a lot of screams," he said then told her, "I'm James Sullivan, but everyone just calls me Sully."

"Abby Gibbs. Now you're welcome to come back, I really want to know what's going on here, but I'm too tired to deal with it tonight, so if you'd just give me my sister and go back to where ever you came from I'd appreciate it," she told him.

All of a sudden, Mary who had appeared to have fallen asleep was wide awake and screamed 'no' while twisting both of her fists tightly enough in Sully's fur to make him flinch, "Kitty not leave, mommy and daddy left, said they'd come back, they didn't, kitty stay," she cried, fresh tears streaming down her face.

"Its okay, it's okay Boo, I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay with you," Sully assured her as he gingerly tried to loosen her hands from his fur.

"You can't stay here all night," Abby told him.

"I don't have a choice, you broke the door when you screamed," Sully told her, sitting down and leaning back against the wall while still trying to get Mary calmed down.

"What exactly does that mean? The door looks fine," Abby asked.

"The door on my side was damaged, it's complicated, but basically the door works as a portal between our two worlds, it's powered by laughter or screams. An adult's scream is too powerful though, but hopefully it just blew a fuse or something and will be fixed before too long. Until it's fixed I'm stuck here," he told her, "Even if I wasn't I wouldn't be leaving yet," he said gently rubbing Mary's back and trying to calm her down.

"Alright," Abby relented.

Abby was about to sit down on the bed when Mary reached out one hand for her, "Sissy stay with me too," she said.

Abby reluctantly sat down next to Sully and took Mary's hand in hers, Mary suddenly smiled, "Kitty gone long time and come back, maybe mommy and daddy just gone long time and come back?"

Abby's heart broke as she said, "No honey, they're not coming back, not so we can see them, but I'll bet they're still watching out for us and can still hear us if we talk to them."

"I want to hug mommy, want to see her. Never see her again?" Mary asked.

"Someday, but not for a really, really long time, when we're old," Abby told her.

Mary just sighed sadly, more tears falling from her eyes as she laid her head against Sully's chest and finally started to doze off again, her hand still firmly holding onto Abby's.

Abby quickly swiped at her eyes with her free hand, desperately trying to control her own tears. Suddenly a large arm wrapped around her, pulling her closer to Sully.

"You're allowed to cry too," he told her.

"I have to be strong for Mary, it'll just upset her more if she sees me crying," Abby replied already losing her battle against her tears.

"She's asleep," he replied, gently tightening his arm around her shoulders.

Abby finally gave in and let herself cry quietly, laying her head against his chest and was asleep within minutes.