What's this? A sequel already? I don't know anymore.
(Sorry to Lady Roisin. I forgot to mention you at the end of A burning Bond o_o')
Ahem, anyway, welcome to the sequel of A burning Bond. A severed Bond. Depressing title, I know. But this fic will be centered around Randall, WHO IS SUFFERING AMNESIA! (Thanks to Energy Witch once more for giving me the idea ;) ) and Johnny. You know, see how he's doing 'n all. Yes, we will check on our favorite heroes later on. Blah blah blah, there will be some short chapters, yada yada *BLEEP*ing yada, and some long chapters. This might also be a bit different from the other sequels as will. So it might feel awkward when reading it at first.
And yes...there will be... Oh, gosh... Some 'moments' with Johnny and Randall. There shouldn't be a lot, though. And the 'moments' will come later on. THERE WILL NOT BE ANY NON-CON! I HATE NON-CON! AND WHOEVER THINKS I'M GOING TO WRITE NON-CON IN THIS FIC CAN FORGET IT!
Ahem, sorry about that little outburst there... o_o'
Any who, LET'S BEGIN THE FIRST CHAPTER!
I do NOT own Monsters Inc or University T-T
Flames will be used to roast sausages
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Johnny wasn't so sure on how to react. Was he playing a trick? Was he just pretending so he could catch him off guard and make an escape? Then again, he really did look confuse. It reminded him of what a lost child would look like when they were confuse. But it wouldn't hurt just to be safe...
"What do you mean? What's the last thing you remember?" he asked.
Randall thought for a moment. But got nothing. "I-I can't remember. Last thing I remember is... Nothing. I can't remember anything and my head hurts! Where am I?! What's going on?! Who am I?!" Randall was on the verge of tears and was whimpering in fear.
"Hey, ssh. Ssh." Johnny crooned gently as he got a little closer. He clearly wasn't acting. Johnny was beginning to think that this was the real deal. That Randall actually HAS it. But he didn't want to jump to conclusions just yet. "What about me? Do you recognize me?" he asked.
Randall shook his head, "Y-you look a bit familiar. But I can't place you somewhere. But can you please tell me what's going on? I'm so confused right now."
Johnny was beyond joyous. This was a dream come true for him. But he couldn't do anything just yet. Randall was clearly in a state of vast confusion. Plus he was a little wounded from their small brawl back in the theatre. Plus he had his kids. Even though Marcia was mute, there was Salem he would have to worry about. He could be a little...rebellious, at times. Teenagers. What can you do?
"I have so much to explain," Johnny whispered, "I can't understand what you must be going through right now, but I'm going to need your cooperation and trust. Are you willing to trust me?"
Randall wasn't hesitant to bob his head 'yes'. He really had no one else to turn to. And this guy seemed to know him. Perhaps he could shed some light as to who he is and what his life was. Judging by the bandage he felt around his head, he must've gotten into a nasty accident or something.
Johnny immediately got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Placing both hands on his lap, he pondered on what he should say next. First he needed to tell him his name. Which would be very vital to him. "Your name is Randall." he said, "But some call you Randy. It would explain as to why I called you Randy, earlier."
Randall tilted his head slightly. That would make sense. At least he finally knew his name. "What about you? What do I call you?" he asked.
Johnny smiled gently at the purple lizard. "My name is Johnny." he replied. Randall smiled up at him. It had been so long since he had seen him smile like that. He had a good feeling about his new plan already. He looked over at the small clock that hung on the wall and saw that sunrise was only an hour away. "We should get some sleep." he said.
"But why?" Randall whined slightly, "I want to know more. You want me to trust you, right?"
Johnny sighed softly. This could take a while. "Just a bit, would that make you happy?" he asked.
Randall nodded. It'll due until they wake up again.
Johnny exhaled slowly. "This...might come in a bit of a shock. But when you had your memories... We we're lovers." he said in a slow pace. As expected, Randall had a shocked and surprised look on his face.
"Like...an intimate relationship?" he asked.
"Er...yes." Johnny replied nervously.
Randall blinked. But to Johnny's surprise, he didn't freak out. Instead, he smiled up at him rather fondly. "Lovers... Well, I'm glad that I've woken up with you beside me." he finished with a soft chuckle.
Johnny chuckled as well before he grazed the side of his head gently. Causing Randall to shiver a bit. "Well, time for bed." Johnny said before he stood up and walked over to the other side. Randall heard him unbutton his shirt and blushed slightly at the thought of actually looking over his shoulder to see him. But that would be plain rude and...awkward. Johnny tossed the shirt at a chair that was sitting in the room before crawling into bed and throwing the covers over them.
Johnny reached out and gently pulled the lizard closer so he was reclined against him. He felt his slender body start to warm up. As much as he wanted him, he wanted to take things slow. He didn't want to do anything that could trigger a memory in him. So until Randall his fully recovered and settled, maybe then they could get their relationship up and going again like it use to be back in M.U...
With that in mind, his eyelids slid closed and sleeping immediately consumed. Randall followed minutes later.
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Yeeeeeeeeeeep. Randall has a bad case of amnesia. Yeah, I'm evil that way ;D
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