A.N: Hello my good people! :) This is my new Monsters Inc. Fanfic "Misunderstood" This story takes place after MI of course and it's another Randall getting healed by humans story surprise surprise. This is NOT a rip off of any of those other stories with the same situation, all this came from my own head. There might be a little Randall/OC in this. Alright I'll let you guys enjoy this :) Also I don't own Monsters Inc. It belongs to PIXAR. Although I really want to work there someday :)


Chapter 1:

"C'mon! Let's see the old play here! Come on, chuck, chuck, chuck 'im baby!" Said the little green eyeball known as Mike Wazowski,

The large blue hands of the rival monster Randall knew as Sulley was about to throw him through a large wooden door into the human world.

"Wait! No, no, please, no, no!" Begged the frightened voice of Randall Boggs, he continued to beg but to no avail. Suddenly he felt the strong grip Sulley had on him loosen up and he felt the wind in his face as he flew through the door.

"NO!" He yelled, he flew into the closet and Mike closed the door after him.

"And he is..Outta here!" Mike yelled,


Randall sat up groaning in pain from the hard impact of rolling in through the closet. He rubbed the left side of his head and looked at his surroundings. He was in what looked like a living room with wooden walls and a really busted up couch and T.V. Suddenly he heard a child's voice that sounded like it had already hit puberty.

"Mama, 'nother gator got in the house!" The kid said, A middle aged woman came out from behind the kid looking rather angry.

" 'Nother gator?! Give me that shovel!" The boy handed her a shovel and and she approached Randall with fiery eyes.

"Come here!" She yelled, suddenly she began to beat Randall on the head with the shovel; Randall crying out in pain with each hit. It was horrible for him and what made matters was she hit him fourtimes. After the fourth an final blow to the head he made a run for it. He dashed for the front door to the trailer struggling to turn the knob for second. Everything was a daze thanks to the hits he got from the psychotic lady who hit him in the first place. He looked back at the crazy old lady with the shovel who was now running towards him still holding the shovel poised like she was ready to strike again.

"Come back here, 'ya! I'm not finished with 'ya yit!" Randall freaked out and began to pull at the knob like crazy until it turned and he finally got the metal door open. The door swung open easily like it was made of cardboard. He dashed out of the trailer just as the woman raised her shovel to hit him again. When she swung her shovel downward, the shovel only missed the tip of first frond just by a bit almost slice the pink tipe of it off. He continued to run using all the strength he had left in him. He looked back for a second and saw where the lady was now standing. She was standing on the front porch shaking that shovel angrily in the air cursing at him for getting away.

"You's a lucky little gator! You'ds better not show your ugly face 'ere agin!" Randall then looked back to the path ahead. He was heading into a large area of swamp. He knew of the dangers that possibly awaited him in that swamp area. But he didn't care, his only goal at the moment was to find somewhere to lay low. As he stood there alone now deep in the swamp he could now feel a cool summer breeze flowing past him as the night continued to go on. He could see the moon through some thin tree branches and wondered where to go now. Then he remembered what they taught him when he was younger. "Follow the moss on the North side of trees. He looked around at the trunks of the large trees. Unfortunately the trees were covered in moss all over and not just on the North side. He continued to look some more and finally began to see some trees with some moss facing North. He followed the path that the moss on the trees were facing and he just continued to walk cautious of the dangers that were possibly lurking in the shadows all around him. Anything could be in those shadows, anything that was out to get him, anything could get him in his weak state. He decided to start moving a little quicker down the path until he saw some large bushes blocking the way. He pulled some of the branches down and winced for a breif moment adjusting to the brightness of what he was seeing. It was a bright town, almost as bright as New Orleans but that was not where he was. He looked around at the dim signs that were matching with the stars in the sky. The lovely couples walking by on a late-summer night stroll and other people just driving by in their cars. He couldn't believe his eyes! Civilization! He blended in with his surroundings and slithered through the bushes that were rudely poking him with their branches. He crawled onto one of the sidewalks carefully maneuvering around the people who were walking past him. He knew that if he was going to get out of this horrid place, he was going to need something fast, like a set of wheels. He heard an engine revving and he turned his attention towards that noise.

What he saw was a cruddy old gas station. The signs and walls were filthy and covered with grime and the light fixtures just flickered on and off looking like they were about to go out. He saw a lone red van that was just finished being filled up with gas. A man with brown hair and a brown beard put the pump away, closed the gas tank, climbed back in the car and started the engine while the woman who was probably his wife and their two twin girls came out of the convienience store; each twin happily carrying candy in each hand. Randall then got an idea.

He slithered faster than ever across the street and to the van that was just about to leave when he grabbed onto the back still keeping his camoflogue in tact. The van began to move and he gripped to the back trunk of the van and held on with all of his might. He soon saw the town disappear as the van drove further away. After about twenty minutes the van passed by a sign that Randall could just barely make out. It said,

"You are now leaving Louisiana, Come Back Soon!"

The sign went as soon as it came. However he did mangage to see what was on the other side. On the other side of the sign it read,

"Now entering Mississippi, Population: 2.583 Million"


There's chapter 1. Let me know what you think :) Please review, favorite, and follow.