Hello my children! Sorry I was gone for a few days again, I was a little lost as far as plot goes, but I'm back with another chapter, so all is good. This story, for those of you who didn't read the past chapters warnings, is a yaoi story between Sulley and Randy. The plot of this fic will be different from the plot of the movie.
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Randy awoke early the next morning and dressed quickly. He grabbed his books and snuck out of his room, hoping to avoid talking to Mike. He didn't per say hate Mike, but he would rather avoid talking to him, as he was angry for him ditching him last night and then showing up with Sulley and Running him over with a pig. Unlike most of the boys Randy had known in his life (which wasn't many as Randy preferred to be solitary), Randy preferred to hold a grudge rather than just lash out at someone with his fists.
With his newfound free time in the morning, Randy decided to eat his breakfast in front of the scaring building. He worked on homework while he ate, having already acquired homework from his math class and his Human Biology class. As he finished the last assigned section of questions in his math book, he felt a light tapping on his shoulder.
"What is it?" Randy snapped, believing the source of the tapping was Wazowski.
"I-I was just w-wondering if I c-could sit with you? I g-guess I'll just g-go though." The voice obviously didn't belong to Mike, so Randy turned around to look at the monster that was talking to him. It was a red monster with three eyes, glasses, and orange hands. Randy just wanted to be left alone, but feeling bad about snapping at the monster, he closed his math book and motioned towards the patch of grass next to him.
"Here, come sit with me." Randy said. "Sorry I snapped at you, I thought you were someone else that I was trying to avoid." Randy apologized.
The red monster sat down and adjusted his glasses. "Hi. M-my name is F-Fungus. I'm t-training to be a sc-scarer's assistant." Fungus held out his right hand and smiled warmly at Randy.
Realizing that Fungus wanted to become friends, Randy reached his right hand towards the one offered to him. "I'm Randy Boggs, I'm going become a scarer."Randy said. Realizing he was supposed to shake Fungus's hand, he tightened his grip and shook their hands.
"S-so what classes do you h-have today?" Fungus asked
Referring to his schedule Randy replied. "Well, I have scaring history next and that should be pretty interesting albeit a bit dry. I have Scaring 101 at noon like I do every day and then I have the afternoon to myself. What about you?"
"W-well next I have c-computer class. At n-noon I h-have a math class, and at f-four I have s-social sciences." Fungus responds. "It l-looks like we have the same l-lunch period. I-if you're not b-busy, do y-you maybe w-want to eat with m-me?"
"Sure, I'd love to." I reply, thinking it would be nice to have some company, just as this doesn't become a constant thing, as I like being on my own. "Do you want to just meet here again?"
"S-sounds good. See you th-then Randy" Fungus replies as we stand up to get to our first classes of the day.
Scaring history was taught in the basement of the scaring building, and as I climbed the stone steps, I patted the claw of the statue (I guess Mike started a subconscious habit). As I began my decent into the basement, I began to get cold and wished I had decided to wear my sweater, but it was too late to return to the dorm so I'd have to tough it out.
The classroom was made of a dull, dark grey stone. There was a podium in the center of the room and a chalkboard behind it. Just past the desk were grey stone steps leading to rows of desks. I chose the middle section of seats, so as to be able to see what is being taught. I move back a few rows so as to avoid being the center of the professor's attention. I adjust my glasses and pull out my notebook and pencil as the other students begin to file into the classroom. I feel a shifting in the row of connected desks, and looking to my left, I see him. Sullivan. He decided to sit right next to me in a classroom half full of empty desks, he had to sit right fucking next to me! He was wearing a roar omega roar jacket. Was that the reason he and Mike had had a pig? He got popular for the same reason I got humiliated?! I tried to calm myself by pointing out the fact that he hadn't humiliated me on purpose, but then again he hadn't noticed or seemed to care that I had been run over or apologize to me.
On the one hand, I hated Sulley for what he did, but on the other hand I didn't think he meant to hurt me. For some reason, I loved him but he didn't even know who I am. Hell, I hardly know who he is. As if he was reading my mind, Sulley turned towards me and smiled. "Hey, I've seen you around a few times, we have a few classes together, right?" He asks.
"Yeah I guess" I reply awkwardly.
"I'm James P. Sullivan, but you can call me Sulley." He states
I'm about to reply I know when I realize how creepy that might sound to someone I've never talked to or formally met. I catch myself and just say "Nice to meet you."
"And you are…" He questions.
"I'm Randy Boggs." I reply and then I decide I want the conversation to continue, so I continue with "we have scaring 101 together at noon right?"
"Yeah I guess." He replies. He is about to say something else, but at that moment, the professor enters the basement and starts the lesson.
The lesson was somewhat boring, but I enjoyed it and took extensive notes. As I'm walking out of the classroom, Sulley catches up to me. "Hey, would you maybe like to sit with me in Scaring next period?" He asks.
"Sure. I'd love to." I answer.
"Sounds great! See you then." Sulley says and then walks away from me. As he walks up the stairs leading to the ground floor, he turns back and winked at me and my heart skips a beat. He fucking winked at me. What am I supposed to do with that?
I reach the lawn and remember my lunch date with Fungus. I pick a shady spot underneath a tree and wait for my new acquaintance to show up.
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