"Nate!"

A tall snake monstress stood at the counter, putting together the last of her kids' lunches. Her daughter sat at the table, munching on a slice of toast and pouring over a book. Abigail Flint was a solemn, quiet child, but that could be explained by her awkward appearance. Her body had a leathery-like quality to it, but her face was long and snouted like her mother's. She also had eyestalks, but not her mother's beautiful fins to offset them.

"Abby, go get your brother up, please," Bonnie pleaded over her shoulder. Abby nodded and scuttled off to wake her brother. The girl had quickly learned how to maneuver her many centipede legs, despite having not much help from Bonnie.

A few minutes later, a little monster slithered into the kitchen and yawned. "Morning, mom."

"Good morning, sleepyhead. Did you brush your teeth?"

"Yeah-huh."

"Let me see." Nate dislocated his jaw and showed his entire mouth to his mother. Bonnie hummed as she inspected them. "Circles, Nate. Remember what the dentist said?" she reminded him. "Have some breakfast. Quickly, we need to leave soon. Do you two have everything packed for school?"

"Yeah," "Yes," the two monsters answered simultanously. Bonnie smiled and sat their lunches in front of them. Nate stuffed his toast into his mouth as Abby finished off hers. After breakfast, Bonnie ushered the two out the door and tossed her bag over her shoulders before grasping her children's hands. They passed a couple of neighbors as they walked, Bonnie giving them a polite greeting and her children waving.

Nate waved to a boy his age, and Bonnie noticed he didn't do anything more. She nudged him. "Why don't you go talk to him? Maybe he wants to be friends with you." There might not be much hope for his sister, but perhaps she could convince one of her children to be social.

Nate just shook his head.

"Why not?"

The boy shrugged.

She sighed. Well, she wouldn't force him. She could only hope he would come around eventually.

Once they got to the school, Bonnie leaned down to kiss Nate on the forehead and Abby on the eyestalk. "Be careful after school, okay? Look both ways before you cross the street. Hold hands. Look out for each other. Got it?"

"Yeah." "Yes."

"Have a good day, you two. I love you."

"Love you too, Mom." "Bye, Mama."

As Bonnie waved to them and left, an expensive sports car zoomed past the school. Bonnie stopped to look at it for a moment. Abby and Nate watched it pass.

Abby squinted. There was a girl in there.

"Mummy, that place looks fun!"

"Don't be ridiculous, darling. You'll be going to the best school. Not some substandard trash heap."

Her father chuckled.

"I didn't do the homework."

Abby sighed and passed Nate the worksheet. "You're the best, sis!" he laughed, scribbling down the answers.

The two watched as their class participated in recess. They usually sat on a park bench or a table, observing their classmates from afar. Many attempts to get them involved by the teachers have failed, so now the two are mostly left alone.

"So, what do you think about that car?" Nate asked her slyly as he finished copying her homework.

"Huh?"

"The car. The one Mom was staring at."

"She was staring at it?"

"Uh-huh. What do you think it is?"

Abby was quiet for a moment. "I don't know," she admitted.

"Must be something important, right?"

"She won't tell us."

"I know."

A pause, then Abby spoke again. "There was a girl in it."

"A girl?"

"Yeah. She looked...sad."

After school, the two walked hand-in-hand to their mother's work. Monsters Incorporated was just nearby in the small city of Monstropolis, and a few kind monsters helped the two children on their way. Once they opened the doors to the factory, they made their way to the reception desk and knocked on the metal paneling.

"Hello, you two," Celia giggled as she leaned over the counter to see the gradeschoolers. "Your mom's in the sim room."

"Training?" Abby asked. Celia nodded.

"Then can we see Mike and Sulley?" Nate asked excitedly. The medusa-haired monstress giggled again. "I'm sure they'd be happy to see you both. They're on Scare Floor F. Remember where that is?"

"We can find it," Abby intoned dully as Nate pulled her away. They made their way through the halls of the factory, only pausing to avoid Mrs. Nesbitt and her children horde. The two stuck their tongues out in mutual distaste for the woman.

"We gotta find a good prank for her," the boy said.

"Agreed."

They scrambled over to Scare Floor F, pausing just outside the entrance. Nodding to Nate, Abby crawled under Roz's window and out of sight of the slug. Nate followed her lead, and together they emerged onto the Scare Floor.

The Scare Floor was in full action, doors shuffling in and out and various monsters entering and leaving the human world. Nate pulled his sister along to Mike and Sulley's station and hid under the desks, watching the action unfold-Nate watching with rapt attention, Abby observing with sharp eyes.

"I wonder where the doors go," Nate whispered.

"To the Door Vault," Abby whispered back.

"Door Vault?"

"It's the huge thing in the back of the factory. They store millions of billions of doors there, for all the kids in the human world!"

"Ohh. Neat." Nate looked back onto the Scare Floor. "Hey, I think Sulley might in the human world now."

Just then, a blue-furred fanged smile was immediately in front of them. Screaming, the two children jumped up and slammed both their heads against the underside of the desk. "Ow!" "Ow."

A deep chuckle echoed as Sulley climbed off the desk and helped the two out from under it. "Hey, Mikey! Check out who came to see us."

"Well, look who's over the line," Mike teased in a light tone. "Came to see the experts, huh kiddos?"

"Mike! Sulley!" Nate cheered as his sister brushed herself off. The boy scrambled over to the two monsters and hugged them. After the boy started to talk to Mike, Sulley noticed that Abby had hung back. He knelt down to her level as best as he could.

"Hey, Abby. Have a good day at school?" he asked gently. Abby nodded solemnly and readjusted her backpack.

Sulley frowned. "Something bothering you?"

Abby thought about the car. "Nothing you can tell me."

"Oh. Well...how about your mom?"

"She won't tell me."

"I see." Sulley paused, then decided not to push it farther. "Hey, you been working on that roar?"

Abby looked up at him, a sparkle gleaming in her eye. Pulling her backpack off, she adjusted herself into a crouching position and extended her tiny claws. Taking a deep breath, she gave her best roar. It sounded childish, but Sulley pretended to be scared anyway.

"That was pretty good," he praised as Abby shrugged her backpack back on.

"It was too high," the girl replied in disappointment.

"Hey." Sulley put his huge paws on her shoulders. "You're just a little monster. It won't be perfect right now. But if you keep practicing, it will be."

Abby looked down for a moment before looking back up again with a hesitant smile. "I guess."

"Yeah, that's right. Scare champ!" Sulley put up a fist and Abby punched it.

"Scare champ."

"So, have fun on the Scare Floor today?" Bonnie asked as her children waved to her useless trainees. She smiled when they both looked guilty. "I got a call from Celia. And Roz," she added, raising a fin at Abby in particular. The girl looked shocked that Roz had spotted her. "Just be careful, okay? What do I always say?"

"Never go near the doors," they repeated.

"Right." She shuffled her paperwork and placed it neatly in her bag. "Well, no harm done, I guess. Ready to go?"

The kids nodded, taking their mother's hands. Sulley's words rang in Abby's ears for the rest of the night, even after dinner. The girl's legs clicked as she entered her room and set her backpack down on her bed. Crawling under her bed, she pulled out a poster and spread it across her bed after making sure her mother and brother wouldn't come in.

She stared at it. Her namesake, Abigail Hardscrabble, was raised up and ready to strike. Her claws were fully extended out, her centipede legs splayed out.

Abby growled at it, putting her claws in the air. The poster, predictably, didn't change.

Abby growled louder, sticking her arms higher. She tried raising her legs in the air, but she couldn't balance on her back legs. Stumbling back, she fell on her armored backside. The carpeting of her room didn't hurt, but she didn't move. Silence filled the room for a tense moment...before a choked sob broke it.

The little girl's shoulders started to shake and tears dropped down her face.

"I'm sorry, Mother," she cried. "I'm sorry..."

A/N: don't ask me how two female monsters gave birth. this fandom is filled to the brim with mpreg we could probably do with some fempreg don't u think ?