Some time near lunch the next day, Mary's friend, Leslie Adams, gave the Gibbs family a visit. And all she did was argue against Mary's room.
"It's time for a change Marion!" Leslie declared. "I think all this room needs is some new furniture and a new coat of paint."
"Leslie, I am NOT remodeling my room." Mary told her friend with sigh.
"And that closet door..." Leslie said, ignoring Mary, "That design..."
"There's nothing wrong with my door!" Mary exclaimed in horror. "Leslie Marie Adams, don't you dare touch that door!"
Leslie looked at her friend.
"I wouldn't think a door would mean so much to someone." came the reply. "But after all these years, do you think I'll REALLY let you get rid of it? I mean, when this room is going to be remodeled, it's going to center around that door obviously."
"One of these days I'm going to kill you..." Mary told Leslie, shaking her head.
"And I would totally deserve it." Leslie agreed. Mary smiled and laughed a little.
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"And that is what I propose we do to Mary's room during renovations." Leslie told Mary's grandparents at lunch. Mary had her face buried in her hands. She did want her room redecorated, but then again she didn't. But was Leslie going to listen? Not likely. That girl was a breed all her own.
"You agreed to this Mary?" Mary's grandfather asked, being the one who would end up funding the 'expedition.' Mary nodded her head.
"With groans and eye rolls." she confirmed.
"As long as you agree to it, then it's fine." her grandfather told her.
"I've agreed, and I'm going to it." Mary told her grandfather, as if repeating it would push her denial way. Her grandfather gave her a look of doubt, and Mary easily returned it. She trusted her friend, but she still had doubts.
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Mike trusted Sulley, there was no doubt in that, but he still had his doubts about his long time friend's decision. Sulley had cleared his schedule so that he had time each day to spend an hour in Boo... erm, Mary's... world. Did she really mean that much to him? What did that girl have that Mike didn't? Okay, so he couldn't deny that Sulley had offered to let Mike come too to see her again, and Celia as well if she wanted to. But the whole danger behind the idea... was it really worth the risk? What if the CDA found out? Or Roz?!
However, Mike had known that something like this was going to happen again if he rebuilt that door for his friend; who never really asked for anything... ever! But there was a way to blow things completely out of hand as well. There was no turning back from what they were doing, and maybe Mary understood that too in all hopes.
Or, maybe, things might actually work out this time. What could possibly go wrong?
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Meanwhile, on Laughing Floor H, a rookie Laugher left his door in its station, and had forgot to turn it off before going on break. So when no one was looking, slowly, the doorknob began to turn on the door and it opened. A purple lizard monster came out of the door cautiously. Once he found the coast was clear, he slithered under a desk, then another. He started to make his way out of the Laughing Floor by going under the desks. It had been eleven years in the human world, it had been that long since he was banished, and now he was back in his world (the monster world) again... which seemed to have only aged a year at the most.
He was going to find her, and those ignorant creeps who helped her get back home. He was going to find them and destroy them. They ruined everything and they were going to pay.