Hello and I am back with a new chapter of Hunger Games Inc. Last time we checked, Sulley was in deep aggravation when Waternoose and the game makers did not paid attention to him. So Sulley decided to do Plan B instead, which gave him a good score of 11. He is in two minds now. One that feels proud and one that feels so regretful. What will happen next? Let's find out shall we?
P.S. I know Randall and Sulley are nemeses but since I made Randy his younger, friendlier self, I thought he would be the perfect part for Rue. Anyways, if I made Mike played as Rue, it wouldn't capture the perfect character setting. Anyways, Randy Boggs is just his friendly self and I do too love Randall.
Sulley put his hand to his forehead, thinking about how his actions lead him to a good score. His stylist Carrie was doing all her effort to comfort Sullivan. "Oh Sulley, don't make it such a big deal. Everyone has to take action once in a while. Besides making an impression isn't that easy, until you showed those game makers who you are."
"I know, I know but I should feel bad for myself anyone."
"You'll get it over with it. Soon but right now, you need to get some shut eye for the big day tomorrow. Me and George must get your outfits ready for the interviews."
"I guess so", he mutters. Carrie left the room just as soon James went to his bed. Curling up in his rightful position, he sheds some of his fur on the bed sheets. Not minding his own business, he just thought about what is everyone doing at District Twelve right now. Probably assuming he's already dead? Of all the moments he had caught up with, Sulley kept hurting and hurting himself deep inside his heart. What he is actually trying to say that he is a lousy jerk, He doesn't even know how hurtful he is. The poor monster kept on sighing for a couple of minutes. He missed Mike, Celia, and Anne so much. He was in a dire need of company before the interview day comes. The crowds roar right down through the streets of the Monster Capitol.
Althea didn't felt like sleeping through the night. The blonde haired monster felt a bit envious at first when Sulley received an 11. But somehow, she has a potent passion towards him. She remembered what Derek said, falling in love with him. Even though he used it as sarcasm, Althea truly loves Sulley. She imagines if she would use that in her interview tomorrow. Althea got up and decided to have a cup of coffee before she heads to her room. She went to the fancy kitchen where she grabbed a nice made mug with exquisite designs. She brewed some coffee in the coffee maker, and added some sugar for some sweetness. She leans against the cabinets when she hums in her mind, compelled to make the impression tomorrow once the Perry brothers interview her. Maybe….I should tell them all…..the truth.
The coffee maker beeps a little when the coffee has finally been made. Althea took the mug and sips it with warmth and comfort. She felt much better once she had her coffee for tonight. She headed right to the hallways when she kept on hearing noise from Sulley's room. What's wrong with him, she thought. She crept right through the door, tip toeing with no noise. She saw the blue monster having sleeping problems. Sulley saw a shadow figure in his room. "Who's there?"
"It's just me. Don't be alarmed", said Althea.
"Oh. For a moment there, I thought there was a burglar."
"You don't have to say it twice. I hear you moaning and groaning. Having some trouble with sleep?"
"To tell you the truth, yes."
"Same here", she mumbled. "I just couldn't make up my mind about tomorrow and the big day."
"Things will go great if we just give those citizens a good show. Who we truly are. The tributes from District Twelve that will compete in the scare games."
"Wow at first you were antisocial when we were on the train. The next minute, you want to give the crowd something they'll never forget? A miracle."
"You can say that again", Sulley smiles. "Carrie has taught me so much to be friendly to others but still, I can be a little independent."
"I can tell Sulley", giggled Althea. The two monsters smiled at each other. Althea played with her long blonde hair and Sulley sat up to the bed. The two were just silent at first but then they looked down at the streets. The crowds screaming and partying.
"We can show them", said Althea. "Who we really are."
Sulley nodded his head. "Yeah."
"Well, I hope you'll sleep well Sulley."
"Yes, you too Althea."
"Before I go, there's something I wanted to tell you."
"Go ahead, shoot." Althea bit her lounge with anxiety. Come on Al, maybe you can tell him your crush. No that'll sound lame!
"I…I…" She kept on making a nervous face. Sulley gave out a weird face. "I must go", said Althea. She hurried right out of the room, making hesitations. Sulley didn't understand what that meant but it was truly the weirdest things Althea Rivendell could ever do. Althea rushes back to her room, shutting the door. She fell down right to the ground and curled up like a ball. "Oh this is too hard. I can't just tell him I like him after all these years of seeing him starving in the rain. I just can't do it." She was talking to herself like she was crazy. The blonde monster went to bed, thinking about tomorrow. She slowly closed her eyes, wanting to sleep for eternity.
At the Presidential Mansion, Hardscrabble and Waternoose were having a cup of tea before morning's sun rises. Waternoose took a cup and poured some spider blood tea. Hardscrabble took a bottle of wine and poured some to a priceless cup. She moved the wine slowly and neatly, taking a sip. "This Sullivan character", she said. "I assume he must be the same monster that was on fire from the tribute parade?"
"Yes Abigail, as head game maker, his actions has shown a great sign of a chance to win. I think he may have the skills and powers of a true victor. A good scarer. In all my years I've never seen a tribute from Twelve could do such a tremendous thing."
"And all these years, Twelve never had any good odds in their favor just until James P Sullivan volunteered to that one eyed simpleton."
"Indeed. Sullivan is twice as scary as those tributes. I am very indeed impressed."
"We'll see who gets the impression", said Hardscrabble in one of the most dreary and serious tones of voice she uses. Taking up a crumpet, she put some marmalade right on it. Henry took a scone, putting some butter inside the filling. The two kept on chatting for the tributes interviews once there broadcasted live.
The sun rose up with its everlasting glow. The streets were busy with cars trying to find parking space right near at the big stage center. That's where the tributes interviews will be at. Sulley felt the sun rays hitting his eyes. He rolled right down to the floor, getting up and stretching. He realizes today is the big day. Well just the quarter of the big day. He and Althea will be interviewed live on the Capitol TV network. Just give em a good show.
Althea puts on her slippers and walks right out of her room, just as she bumps into Sulley. "Morning", she said.
"Good morning. Did you slept well", asked Sulley.
"Yeah, how about you."
"Well kinda. I couldn't stop thinking."
"Oh", she said.
"What is that amazing smell", asked Sulley. The fresh fragments of pumpkin stew, fine made bread, eggrolls in worms, and pecan spider pie. The two smelled breakfast in the air when they rushed into the kitchen. Derek and Roz were right at the table. "Rise and shine sleepy heads", said Derek. "Today is the day you've dared to await for." The two sat down, eager to have some breakfast. "After one week, we've prepared both of you to be the most desirable tributes. Now you're ready to wave at the crowds and be the ones that everyone will want to look up to, my tributes", said Roz. Sulley was used to manners now since Roz kept on being strict with his table manners through the week. He now uses silverware and perfect eating skills. He also managed to be social once the crowd will be watching him on stage. How the week instantly came to an end, Sulley has changed ever since he took Mike's place. He still had to things in his mind, home and the games.
Althea munched on her breakfast with silence. "You two seem very quiet", said Mr. Knight. "What's with the awkward silence?"
"Nothing much", said Sulley.
"Does this have any concern with the games coming soon?"
"Maybe", said Althea.
"Worry about that later. Right now you must think of a way to wow the crowd. Giving them a show is the only way to get sponsors."
"Which is what we receive needed items during the games, right", asked Sulley.
"Exactly."
"Where are Carrie and George? They should be with us right now", said Althea. "Getting your outfits ready for the interviews. You must look your best once the Perry brothers interview you", added Roz.
The words that came out of her mouth gave Sulley's interest a zero percent. He isn't that much of a fashion lover but somehow he liked the first outfit Carrie made him. The waiter served him some coffee to keep himself energized. Sulley took a gulp of coffee within his throat, clearing his mind. "Scores tell you if the monsters of the Capitol decide if you deserve a sponsor, right", he asks. "Personally yes. With that 11 you earned Sullivan, you're bound to get some aid but score isn't just the only reason you receive a sponsor."
"Let me guess, make an impression."
"That's the one." Derek grubs a little after he finishes eating his breakfast. Roz make a smirk right at him, scooting her chair away. "No more chit chat you two. We must get you to the TV Station, where you're outfits are being set", said Roz. Sulley and Althea got up from their chairs and headed to the door. Their veins tighten with nerves, hoping this interview won't go wrong. They passed by many businesses so they recognize the Capitol very well. Sulley's mind couldn't just stay in one place since he's trying to stay calm and do what Roz said. Wave to the crowd, smile, and don't be anti-sociable.
At the dressing room, Carrie and George were preparing the outfits they made for Sulley and Althea. Sulley's outfit is more of a black suit with a collared shirt, scarlet tie, and scarlet buttons. Althea's dress is made out of grey trim and pearl white color, with diamonds attached to it. The two tributes arrived when they saw there outfits. At first, Sulley thought this suit looked ridicules but he shouldn't say it in front of Carrie since she worked so hard on it. Althea loved her dress though. The way the trims were on the white pearl color made it look so authentic. "Like them", asked both of the stylists. The two monster tributes shook their heads yes. "It's very lovely", said Althea.
"I like it", said Sulley.
"I hope you do because soon you'll be interviewed on stage", said Carrie. "We've came all this way just to prepare you two for today and now, it's coming to an end." What Carrie said almost made her cry. She couldn't bear holding it in anymore. She knew Sulley very well but she didn't have a crush. Ever since they met, the two had a good friend's relationship. Althea felt some regret inside her since this is the last time they'll get to see each other. Roz and Derek came in the room, wearing their best for Terry and Terri Perry's Capitol TV Show. "No time for chit chat, time for you two to put on your outfits", said Roz.
At the Presidential Mansion, Hardscrabble, Waternoose, and the Perry brothers were talking about today's greatest show in history of the Monster Capitol. Hardscrabble flew gracefully above the mansion's gardens full of snappy snapdragons, keen eyed daises, and bloody thorny roses with a strong scent of fragrance with proud and scary. "I'd tell you we'll give them a smashing show the Capitol will experience once every monster is willing to support the twenty four monster tributes", said Terry. "We have a distinctive way of interviewing monsters by giving them questions that they'll defiantly answer."
"And so it shall", said Waternoose. "If you happen to interview that Sullivan, do ask him for his purpose of volunteering as tribute."
"Wait, Sullivan", asked Terri.
"You mean the monster on fire", asked Terry.
"Yes I mean James P Sullivan, the monster on fire that shot the apple right at our feast."
Hardscrabble was dubious about this Sullivan character. Due to his performance, he did give an exceptional show. With the fire that roams inside him, Abigail presumes he has a chance of surviving. She dived to the rose bush, pulling it from the sharp thorns. "Ugh, these roses aren't watered properly." She summoned a CDA Peacekeeper with three eyes, and four arms. "Yes President Hardscrabble", asked the guard. "Please inform the garden tender to water the roses more frequent than usual. I cannot bear shriveled poor looking roses. I must have an exceptional scent of fear inside them." The peacekeeper bows down and hurries on the way just as soon as Waternoose, Terri, and Terry catches up. Abigail took the same rose, giving it a deep dire smell of security. She smelled the rose within its divine petals, sharp thorns, and a strong smell of fear. "Such elegance, grace, style, and blood-curling joy."
She scuttles her fingers to cut the leaves off the rose. "Hardscrabble, with the show under way we plan to ask the monster on fire about his performance from the training session. If it would be convenient", said Terry. Hardscrabble took a glare at the Perry brothers. "And why should you ask, you two headed lags?"
"After announcing his score to the highest of them all, we've been thinking deeply on him and well we should try to support him with sponsors."
"Sponsors are only given to the scariest of them all. The only sponsors that are given are to the most brutal, and blood thirsty Careers."
"We know but it wouldn't hurt to give District Twelve a chance. After all, there is some hope within the odds of them wining." Hardscrabble hissed and spread her wings. "It's nothing more than an excuse to give the non-wealthy twelves' a fair advantage. Every year in the annual scare games we want those who excel on skills of scaring and survival. Just how much do you expect to give him?"
"A fair sponsor I'd say", said Terri.
"Then it's official. I don't care how Twelve can rely on their skills to vie on the prize. Take this for instance, when Careers are in the special program that allows them to sharpen their skills on everything, who will obviously win? Exactly what I had in mind. Unless if they can surprise me or the citizens, I give no bother in giving a sponsor to them."
Waternoose, doubtfully looking at the president, had a nerve under his skin. Abigail petted the rose with delicacy. "You know what I believe is stronger than fear?" The Perry brothers and Waternoose never said anything.
"Hope."
"Hope", asked Waternoose. "Yes Henry. Hope. Tis it is the only thing that is stronger than fear. My ambitions on Sullivan is quite undisclosed so I'm afraid there won't be any sponsors given to Twelve, unless if they surprise me or the Capitol."
Back at the TV Station, all the monsters in the Capitol sat in their places. They wore the same fancy clothing with tattooed stuff, dyed skin, and the eccentric wear. They all chit chatted before the Perry Brothers came out on stage. The stage was a large spaced area with stylish steps, purple velvet curtains, a digital background, and two chairs on the spotlight, bright colored lights, activated smoke machines, and a smile on every monsters face. Background music appeared within the ears as Terry and Terri made a warm entrance. The crowd cheered on when the TV hosts appeared on stage. "Welcome, welcome", said the brothers. "Today we are all here to interview each and every one of these fellow monster tributes to the last moments until they fright to the death, this year in the Seventy Fourth Annual Hunger Scare Games", said Terri. The crowd screamed and screamed when the brothers settled down the crowd. "Such an invigorating scream isn't it Terri", asked Terry.
"Quite so Terry."
"Before we can start, let us all know how well these tributes work their way to the bone of the training session. We saw how they train so hard, roaring, punching, and slashing. Let us give them a hand for their last moments on stage." The crowd clapped with their hands, tentacles, claws, and using their roars.
"Let us start with interviewing our most noble luxurious of them all, District One, Javier and Nadya!" Javier and Nadya made an impressing entrance when the two sat down, giving the crowd a good grin. Javier wore a dapper looking green suit with shimmering wealth of cloth. Nadya wore her black serpent's tail boa with a scaly dress. Her headdress is filled with black feathers. "So, how are you two doing today", asked Terri.
"It's great to be here with you two TV hosts", said Javier.
"I'm honored to be in your show Terry and Terri Perry", said Nadya.
"Indeed you are. I would like to ask you some questions on how you feel before the big day", said Terry. "I know, how you two eagerly volunteer to participate in the scare games. Just how afraid you are once you're in the arena." Nadya gave out a snort and Javier rolled his eyes with flattery. "I don't see much of a big deal with these games", said Javier. "For instance, the one thing that everyone sees us is how District One strives to become one of the best."
"Being scared in the arena is a sign of weakness", added Nadya. "In fact, we intend to win the games no matter what. We're determined to kill every monster in the arena once we accomplish that goal."
"Obviously we volunteer as tribute so I don't see any fear inside me", said Javier.
"Such bold words everyone", said Terri. "Now tell me you two, what are your main skills? How would you put the skills to the world wide publicity?"
"I for one will use snares, throwing spears, and special tactics to slaughter any monster in the path", said Javier.
"I'm keen on shooting any monster with my bow", said Nadya.
"I see, stealthy moves", said Terri.
The two monsters gave out grins to the audience but not a very pleasant once. "If you ever end up in a situation in the arena, by any chance you would do anything to somehow win the games or would you break that force and do whatever you can in your own way?"
Javier laughed. "I consider in forcing the needs of wining. I would clear anything in my way once the games are over. It's for the good of District One to gain fame once I come back home and show the whole world who we are."
"Same here", added Nadya.
"One last question. It's about your daily lives. We all know you volunteered to participate and we were wondering, will you miss the way you live in the riches of your home? Will you have a chance to make it out of the games alive?"
"I would say yes, We do miss our home, District One so we are sad to see it go if we might make it or not. Oh how we enjoyed living in high society", said Nadya.
"I hope we get a chance to make it out alive", said Javier softly.
"And there we are folks, two tough monsters from the rich District One. Javier Rios and Nadya Petrov!" The crowd cheers when both the tributes left. "Very well, our next tributes, from the masonry of materials, District Two's Johnny Worthington and Naomi Jackson!" The District Two Tributes made a proud entrance with spirit inside them but Johnny was far tougher. He wore a maroon vest with gold trim and a good looking smile. Naomi's hair is all tied up in a bonnet. Her three eyes are filled with white make-up, wearing a summer dress of vermillion and pink trim. She also wore high heels. "So good to see you Johnny and Naomi. I'm sure we are all here to ask you our inquires for tonight", said Terri.
"Well it's a good timing we've been waiting for ages Terri", said Johnny.
"I've been dying to be interviewed", said Naomi.
"Indeed you were Naomi", said Terry. The crowd giggled after seeing Naomi's pleasure to be in today's interview. "So tell us you two. What is the life of District Two like?"
"The life we live in our home is very, very narrow and peaceful", said Naomi.
"The stone life of monster made tools made out of stonework is quite the answer. In the peaceful villages of our humble dominion is well established. We are honored to serve you folks the best of our infrastructure", said Johnny.
"And will you miss the moments of your days in District Two", asked Terry.
Naomi felt like crying at first even though she is trying to make the impression of the citizens. "Very much", she said softly. The crowd gave an awh sound when she wipes the tears of her three eyes. Terri gave the three eyed pink monster a tissue. "We all can sympathize the way you feel Naomi", he said in an assertive voice. "How about you Johnny? Will you ever miss your home?" Johnny sighed and he moved his lips. "Yes but I will take the risks of getting everything I need to survive the games. Use my scaring talent to scare those to death. I would pound them all with all my strength. If I come back home safe and sound, I will raise the pride of District Two. I am bold, tough, and smart enough to show what I'm made of. And no monster can't stop me from wining." The crowd went ooh as the Perry Brothers were surprised to see Johnny willing to win. Naomi, clearing up her tears, she calmly cleared her throat to speak. "I will also win the scare games too."
"You will, I'm sure of it", said Terry and Terri. "From District Two, Johnny Worthington III and Naomi Jackson!"
Sulley saw how Naomi went crying when the camera was filming everything. He saw the flat screen TV showing her crying. Carrie was putting on Sulley's suit and George was helping Althea getting ready with her dress. The way Naomi fake cries at first gave Sullivan a hunch. "God does anyone expect to believe her", he asks. "It's how they get sponsors Sullivan", said Derek.
"She is very good", added Roz. As Carrie patted Sulley's shoulders, Althea was twirling her dress. She also tied her blonde monster hair in a ponytail. Carrie was combing Sulley's hair. "I can't do it", he mutters.
"It's too risky. What if I do something very stupid once the crowd sees me?"
"You won't Sulley", said Carrie, in an assertive voice. "All you have to do is respond to the questions they tell you. In other words, I bet you can demonstrate the crowd with a roar. Why don't you practice roaring in the mirror?" Sulley didn't seem too convinced when Carrie said about roaring in public. Usually he practices his roars back at home in the bathroom. But since he has a gift of scaring, it wouldn't hurt to practice if it will calm him down. Althea was twirling her pearl white dress around and around until she stumbles over with dizziness. "I just love this dress", said Althea. "Thank you for making me one George."
"Anything to show the Capitol who you are", he said. Althea was pleased with the diamonds on her dress. She twirls the dress while the diamonds sparkle with the light.
While the two kept rehearsing, many other tributes were interviewed as well. They were the same questions for what Terry and Terri Perry asked to the Careers. What was the homes where each monster reside at?
After the wait was over, Sulley's heart was pumping so fast, he and Althea were about to be interviewed. He felt like some monster was touching him by the shoulder. Carrie gave a soft smile. "It's okay, just know what you got to do. That's all I can give you."
"Ladies and gentlemen, from District Twelve. James P Sullivan and Althea Rivendell", announced Terri. The two head up on stage with butterflies inside their stomachs. Sulley felt deaf for a moment when his periwinkle eyes gazed at the crowd. Althea only gave smiles as she went up on stage. With Sulley mindlessly walking, he could only think of a calm place. Somewhere to take a siesta, running away from overwhelming situations. Dazing at the crowd, a ring noise vibrated his ears. "Anybody home", asked Terri. Sulley's Trans was broken as he heard Terri's voice coming out of nowhere. "What?" The crowd giggles as they took Sulley's anxiety as a matter of laughter. He doubtfully looks at Terry and Terri. "I said, anybody home", asked Terri smiling. "Oh. Well yes, sorry about that. I was just, thinking." Another giggle came out with billions of monsters giving him grins and laughter. "Quite a mindless one don't you think Terri", chuckled Terry.
"Likewise Terry", said Terri. Sulley decided it was best to not give a look at the crowd but instead look at the brothers. Althea was quiet at first but was ready to answer any queries. "So how are you two today", asked Terry. "Good", replied Althea. The crowd gave a cough. "That's it? That's all you have to say? Come on you two, share out more", added Terri. "Things are pretty well. Ever since we came here, things worked out as expected."
"Good to hear Althea and you James? How are you feeling?" Sulley gulps down for a moment. "Call me Sulley. Friends usually call me that based on my last name."
"Then Sulley it is", said Terri. "How are you in this fine evening?"
"I'm chilled thanks", said the blue monster.
"Mind if we can ask you two about yourselves? We like to understand how you two have the life at Twelve."
"Sure", said Sulley.
"We all knew you two originate from District Twelve. What's it like being there?" Sulley rubbed his hands bitterly. "Everything is good. The area we came from is full of forest. We usually stick around when the trees surround our home. And seeing how miners come home, the ashes fly by place to place", he lied.
"I see a most adequate atmosphere", said Terri.
"I help my father bake cakes at the bakery. Its fun when we make goods to the Capitol", said Althea.
"I see, a baker's helper", said Terry. She nodded with pleasure.
"Next question. About the flames at the parade last time. Were they actually accurate flames?"
"Yes the flames. I would like to know about them", said Terri. The two tributes looked at each other, hoping this question wouldn't come up to this. "Yes", said Sulley. "Of course, they were real. Would you like to see a light show", asked Althea. " It could give a glimpse in your eyes." Everyone reacted when Althea wanted to present her twirling dress. "Is it safe", asked Terri. "Yes. Allow me to represent the light show."
As Althea stood up on the spotlight, he closed her eyes, taking a deep breath for the biggest moment of her life. She gave a big twirl with wonders. Every monster saw the diamonds shooting out rays of light. Only not just rays of light. Mostly scorching orange yellow fire light beaming out directly in the stage. The more Althea twirls, the more light and fire she creates on her dress as the diamonds react with her twirls. Everyone was excited to see Althea's dress in action. Her ponytail felt the spin after she took a rest to her chair. "My what a big show you gave us", said Terri.
"Thanks", added Althea. Sulley saw how Althea represented a good eye sight so maybe it's about time he should do something desirable. "Terri, did you know I have a special talent I'm able to show off for today", asked Sulley. The crowd was confused for what he said.
"Talent you say", asked Terri. "Yes. My dad used to be a world time scarer at District Twelve. I happen to pick up his skill. Mind if I show off?"
"I don't see why not", said Terry. "Go for it", said Terri. Sulley walks upon the stage light, taking a deep breath. He gave out the loudest, most boisterous roar he gave out. His face was from calm to a menacing gruesome monster. The crowd was screaming, roaring, laughing, and crying at the same time. "Oh my god", shouted Terri.
"That is scary", added Terry. Everyone gave their applauses with the word encore. Sulley was so glad to share his special skill to the Capitol worldwide. "What a show you gave out Sulley. By the way, we would like to ask you a question you might be capable of answering. It's about your one eyed friend", said Terri. Sulley's heart stopped for a moment when Terri meant Mike. "We were all shocked to see you volunteered as tribute to compete in the scare games. And we know you might have made, a certain promise. By any chance you made any exceptions once you left him behind?" Those words that Terri asked him made his heart sink with dejection. "I….I promised I would win. I would come home safe and sound where we'll meet up again. I swear it with our friendship to Mike Wazowski that I'll make it home just in time, where I can live in peace. I want…to tell him that I'll make it home. Mikey, if you are watching this, know that I'm always there for you no matter what and I'll be home soon." Everyone was motivated for what Sulley said. Terry and Terri patted him on the back. "You will, we're sure of it", said Terry.
Sulley gave a weak smile. He was glad and crestfallen at the same time. For what he said made him realize from the reaping when he saved Mike's life from the torture to death. "Now Althea, I'm sure there's a certain monster you care about much too. Mind if you spit out a hint or two?"
Althea's mind was feeling to regret, hoping this would have never come up to this. "Well…..there's this guy I know. He's nice, tough, brave, sometimes naïve, and yes very well known for his actions."
Everyone gave an ooh for one time. "I see", said Terri giving out a grin. "By any chance you can describe him or tell us what you told him to?"
"He was the first charming monster I met so far. I actually enjoyed my time being by his side."
"And who might this handsome monster you are in love with?" Althea gripes her throat for the moment of truth. Somehow she can't say the words properly but it's the truth. "He…..he….he."
"He, he, he what exactly", asked Terry.
"He…he came with me." Everyone gave out an even louder ooh in sight. Sulley's eyes widen when Althea actually said. Oh no she didn't, Sulley thought.
"Is this true Althea", asked Terri. The whole crowd goes into a rampage of noise. "Yes", said Althea. "Star crossed lovers I see, from District Twelve", said Terry.
"Wow is right", said Terri. "Ladies and gentle. The two star crossed lovers from District Twelve. James P Sullivan the monster on fire and Althea Rivendell, the monster on flames!"
Sulley was traumatize for what Althea actually said. For the first time of his life, a monster who he personally does not know is in love with him. He was shocked, confused, and infuriated at the same time.
As the two tribute monsters went back to the stage, Sulley grabbed Althea by the wrist, and clutching her arms within the wall. "What the heck was that?! Just because we only met on the train and you say you have an actual crush on me doesn't me we're actually star crossed lovers!" Sulley was prepared to hurt Althea just as soon Roz and Derek broke up the fight.
"Stop it! Stop it this instant", said Derek. Roz was holding Althea within the arm. "Behave at once both of you", she said.
Carrie and George saw the quarrel going on, with ambivalence inside them. Mr. Knight kept on grabbing Sulley with power when Sulley almost tripped over the urn. Derek was upset for what the blue monster actually did.
"You know she did you a favor Sullivan. Do you not realize what this means?"
"She made me look weak", snorted Sulley.
"She made you an amiable and desirable monster James. So I can tell how much this can benefit you once you enter the scare arena."
"I don't care if it's a beneficial opportunity. I'm just deeply hurt for what she said."
"But it's the only way you can get sponsors so don't even think about ruining the chances of getting the folks to assume you are lovebirds."
"He's right Sulley", said Carrie.
"Of course I'm right. Take advice from Carrie. Now I can tell, you are the star crossed lovers of District Twelve."
"We are not star crossed lovers", Sulley growls. Derek lost his patience. "It's a television show. Being in love with that girl might just get you sponsors, which could save your life Sullivan!"
Everyone was in silence. Roz took a nasty glare at Sulley. Carrie showed some sympathy towards James. George was calming Althea down when she kept on panicking. Derek just grubbed for his sake of breaking the fight. "Why don't we make peace just for now? Get you two back to your rooms. Tomorrow is the day you dread to come."
George escorted Althea right to the exist of the TV station. Roz kept on giving nasty glares at Sulley for his gauche actions.
"I'm watching you Sullivan", said Roz. She left with Derek just as soon he and Carrie were the only ones in the room. "Let's get going Sulley. You need your rest for tomorrow", said Carrie.
At the apartment, Sulley couldn't keep his eyes closed for the very moment he thought of his lawless actions. He had hope for much better expectations from Althea since then but what he did was a source of terrible action.
He had the urge to go to the living room. As he passed by the hallways of the utopian apartment, he saw Althea siting at the chair. The blonde haired monster was sitting with her legs together, holding them tight with her arms. Sulley saw how sad she was, for what happen when he had to attack her before anyone else can see him.
He tip toes just before Althea spotted him. "Hey", she mutters.
"Hi", said Sulley. "Can't sleep right?"
'Not a wink."
"I'm totally sorry for what I did to you. I pity you."
"It's alright", she said.
The two watched the crowded streets of the Capitol, where everyone kept on screaming and cheering. Althea thought about her revealing her passion to the entire Capitol. Her actions were as bad as Sulley's.
Oh why did I had to tell them? Taking Mr. Knight's advice was as bad as my stupid.
Sulley took a small glance right at Althea. The two were in silence just as the sun was about to rise. Morning's dreaded moment was about to arise.
"So, are you ready", asked Sulley.
"Yes", said Althea. "But I know I won't even try to be a new me. I want to be the same monster right inside me. If I'm going to die, I still want to be the same old me. I won't let them change me."
"So you won't kill any monster?"
"Not really", she said. "For the purpose of staying alive, I much rather escape from the others as quick as possible before they catch me." A situation that the two are both in will determine their fate forever. Sulley felt even more guilt right inside him. His heart was pounding with fear, trying to think of a way to survive.
At the hovercraft station, Derek and Sulley were in the front of the hovercraft. Derek was about to give his last advice to Sulley. "Listen to me Sullivan. My advice to stay alive in the scare games is to not go into the Cornucopia. It's a tempting way to get killed that way. The Capitol only wants you to get those items in order for you to die when other tributes grab their weapons. Plus don't even dare to go early when you are on the pedestal or they'll blow you sky high."
Sulley's indecision about the bloodbath will taunt him inside over. If he can't get what he needed, how else will he manage to keep himself well fed, nourished, and properly ready with weapons?
As he said his final goodbye to Mr. Knight, he sat right at the side where the other tribute monsters were getting their trackers injected. "Sir, arm please", said the hovercraft pilot. Sulley puts out his arm respectfully when the needle took place in his skin. The special liquid they placed in his blood was to keep his tracking status up in place. "Okay, good to go", said the pilot.
The hovercraft left right out of the Capitol and onto the special launching center, where they sent the tributes to the arena. The CDA peacekeepers escorted every tribute to the launch rooms. Sulley calmly walks in an order manner when two CDA peacekeepers were right by his sides. At the launch room area, he saw Carrie, waiting for him to make his leave. "Hello", she said. "I know we made it all the way here. I'm so proud of what you did." Sulley nodded, taking Carrie's compliment. Carrie shifted her legs to a leather men jacket with blue and white. The jacket had a M with an eye in the middle. Carrie took the jacket from the hanger, putting it on Sulley. "This is a special handmade jacket, suitable for handling cold nights. I recommend you wear them to reflect the cold from entering your body."
"Thank you, this is the best jacket you made", said Sulley.
"Twenty seconds to launch", said the announcer. Carrie also placed Sulley's mockingjay pin in the front of his right corner side of the jacket. "I'm betting you monster on fire", she said. The two hugged each other with warmth. "Ten seconds to launch."
"Goodbye", said Sulley. He made a slow walk right into the glass tube. As he got in, the tube automatically shuts him in. Carrie smiles and waves when Sulley elevated to the arena. What he saw was a pine forest covered with snow and ice. The area was mostly coniferous forest with large pine trees, oak trees, birch trees, and a mountain landscape right above the humongous wall of trees. Each and every tribute made a get set pose before the countdown strikes. The center had a giant Cornucopia filled with backpacks, food packages, sacks, sport bags, weapons, bows, swords, knives, axes, tridents, and all sorts of muskets. "Let the Seventy Fourth Annual Hunger Scare Games begin! May the odds be ever in your favor", said Terry's voice, coming from the loud speakers.
The whole world is now watching the twenty four monsters from the twelve districts of Panem. Everyone and even Mike was watching them worldwide.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…..
A ring in Sulley's ear has echoed right in him. The time has finally come to show them who he really is.
I know in the book, Ceaser would only interview one tribute but I decided to be more unique and not copying Susan Collins's work. Plus, I decided to add snow for the arena so I hope you don't mind. Anyways, stay tuned for the start of the entire bloodbath scene of the Hunger Scare Games! May the odds be ever in your favor fellow readers! More soon to the Hunger Games Inc. story of the crossover of Hunger Games and Monsters Inc.!