It was finally the big day, despite Randall's best efforts to push it back the day had eventually arrived; it was moving day. Randall no longer had his old apartment keys, his private place where he could get away from everyone, including Sulley, was now gone. Randall carried one single box filled with light objects; his other hands dangling uselessly beside him. He may as well sit in the car based on how little he was allowed to do. Sulley refused to let Randall carry anything that took even an ounce of muscle. Randall was now sporting a rather embarrassing bump that he covered with a shirt five times his size while in public.
Randall walked out of the apartment building into the bright and Sunny say, He could not remember the last time it was so nice, but maybe that was due to him moping about inside, hiding away from the world with his blinds closed and mind thoroughly distracted, either way he had forgotten how nice it felt to have the warm sun bathing down on his scales, warming his naturally cold body. Sulley followed shortly after, standing beside Randall with his hands full with a number of heavier boxes. Randall could not imagine he could even see passed the cardboard they were stacked so high.
"hot out..huh" Sulley said happily, walking passed Randall to Mike's car that he so generously had to be bribed to let Sulley borrow it for the day. "Figures we had to do heavy lifting when it's already boiling out" Randall rolled his eyes, it wasn't even that hot out, but I guess if he was warm blooded and had a thick coat of fur on he might see Sulley's point.
Sulley stooped in front of Milk's car and asked "um, could you get the door Randall?"
"You sure it's not too strenuous? I wouldn't want to hurt myself" Randall said being snarky to the other whose arms began to shake. Still Randall reached in front of Sullivan and pulled the red handle, swinging the door out for him to put the boxes. "Thanks" He said, stacking the boxes in the back seat, and then taking Randall's one small box and putting it back there as well.
"I think that is it"
Randall gave him an annoyed look "What about my bookshelf, chairs, bed" Randall counted the things missing with his fingers before coming to a conclusion, he crossed his arms "I am not sharing a bed with you Sullivan" He hissed
"I already have a new bed at the apartment, I had to get it when Mike moved out" Sulley explained "No one has been in it, you can have that one" Randall still didn't look pleased "I liked my own bed" Sulley frowned at that "It's kind of old though" he said looking away from the grumpy reptile "I'll go back and get it then" Sulley began walking away from the car again when he heard a loud sigh "Forget it, it's all junk anyway" he heard a car door shut and looked back at Randall who was sitting in the passenger's seat.
Sulley smiled despite realising the other was just being intentionally difficult and picking for a fight. "okay" He said, running around to the other side of the car and climbing in. Randall stared hard out the window, hearing as Sulley slide into his seat, than started the engine. Suddenly the car jolted backwards, practically giving Randall a heart attack.
"heh, sorry" Sulley laughed awkwardly, putting the car from reverse into drive "My bad"
"Jeez Sullivan! Can you not drive!?" Randall questioned as he scurried to put on his seat belt.
"I have my license" Sulley said "got it on my first try" he slammed down on the gas, bolting into traffic. He cut off a woman who was driving just behind; lucky she was quick enough to void crashing into him. Randall held tight onto his chair, Sulley ignoring all traffic laws as he hurried back uptown.
"Sulley that was a red light!" Randall said as he turned in his chair to look out the back window, he noticed a police car speed around the corner, lights flashing and siren blaring. "Great, now you're going to get a ticket" if not arrested. Randall's stomach turned, he hated dealing with cops, they were always so suspicious and harsh.
Sulley noticed the officer and pulled over, Unlike Randall we had no interest in speaking with law enforcers, he kept a carefree smile on his face. He noticed Randall was shaking and groaning where he sat. "Hey, don't worry about it" Sulley said, wanting to calm the other. Randall glared at him, time was being wasted and he was beginning to feel sick. The police approached the door, He was very tall but lacked any muscles, his slimy looking skin was blue with darker blue stripes, he wore dark shades along with his uniform, To Randall he looked intimidating, but Sulley was not fazed.
Noticing the alpha in the front seat the police spoke kindly "Ohh, I'm sorry for the inconvenience" The officer said to Randall's surprise. "Just watch the lights a little better next time, I'm sure something was just distracting you" 'He drove right through a red light!' Randall felt like screaming, but that would do none of them any good. He could not believe Sulley would be so high above the law that even police officers bend to his will. Sulley spoke softly "No problem officer, it won't happen again" He had been pulled over many times but he never once got a ticket, he always assumed getting off scot free happened to everyone, but based on the look Randall was giving him, he began to wonder if it was just another Alpha privilege.
Before leaving the officer leaned down and had a double take at Sulley, almost instantly his pose shifted to look more loose and relaxed "Wait, Are you James P Sullivan, The scarer?!" He took off his glasses to reveal bright yellow eyes. "My son and I are huge fans! I have at least 50 of your scare cards!"
James smiled and put out his large paw to shake, Randall watched in disgust and jealousy. "This is a real honor " The officer wrapped both his hands around Sulley's paw, shaking it excitedly. Sulley gave a modest smile as the officer rambled on "Listen; if it's not much of a bother could I get you to sign a scare card I have on hand?" His eyes went wide
Sulley laughed "Sure, I would be happy to" The officer looked like he would break out into a little dance "ok, I will go get it, one second Mr. Sullivan." The officer pranced back to his car, lights still flashing. Sulley looked over to Randall, who stared straight ahead with a look that could kill. Sulley cleared his throat; maybe he should have declined this fans request. "This won't take long" He said feeling a bit guilty for making the other wait. Randall nodded; he could not believe Sulley was getting out of a ticket so easy, Randall doubted Sulley even took a driving test; he was probably just given a license as a birth right, along with everything else Sulley had obtained. Randall gritted his teeth a bit as the officer came back, standing Sulley his limited edition scare card and a black marker. The officer looked over to Randall; he seemed confused to see such a poorly dressed Omega in a car next to a celebrity like James. Luckily Sulley signed the card quickly; he must have been use to strangers asking for his signature.
Randall sighed, at least this whole situation would be over soon, at least he thought until he heard Sulley open his big dumb mouth. "Want his signature too?" Sulley gestured to Randall, who pinched the bridge of his snout in annoyance. "wh…why would I?" The guy seemed completely lost. "He's Randall Boggs..the scarer" Sulley tried to explain.
"ohh yeah,I um.. I don't have any of his cards…" Sulley bit his lip, a little embarrassed by the whole thing. "Maybe next time" The officer gave him an awkward wave as he walked off but Sulley could not let it go, he hung his head out the window "Randall is an impressive scarer, you should look into him.." Randall had a feeling that Sulley meant well, but the whole thing was to humiliating to be appreciated, he didn't need Sulley advertising his skills like Randall was some desperate fame whore. "Let it go Sullivan" Randall said under his breath "I want to get back already" He still had unpacking to do, and his stomach continued acting up. Sulley looked a head onto the road; they were now a few blocks away now. "Try not to get pulled over again" Randall said as he saw Sulley about to step on the gas without signaling to the traffic beside them.
A few seconds of silence passed, Randall clutching his seat for dear life and Sulley looking over at the reptile, eyes off the road. "I really hate that shirt" He said suddenly when his eyes locked onto the other's lower half.
"I'm not wearing it for you" Randall hissed.
"There is nothing to be ashamed of you know" He ignored the others obvious anger
"Maybe not for you" He said "I would rather no one see me like this"
"You look fine" Sulley looked ahead, seeing his registered parking spot as he pulled in
"It's not just about how I look Sullivan" Randall said, glaring over to the other.
Sulley put the car in park and looked at him "what's wrong then?"
"You are so dense" Randall said flatly "everything is wrong! This whole situation is wrong; this scenario is the worst thing that could have happened to me"
Sulley wouldn't admit it out loud but hearing Randall say that really upset him. What was he doing wrong to make Randall so pissed? He was doing everything he could to make Randall's life easier, but he was getting no gratitude in return. Perhaps he was thinking about this too hard; Randall was convinced to move in after all, so Sullivan must have been doing something right. Sulley took in a deep breath as he decided to give it some time, Randall would eventually come to terms, he had no choice; the further along he got the more he would have to face the inevitable. Sulley even had a thread of hope that maybe Randall would give him a genuine smile every now and then.
Sulley made a move to talk but Randall cut him off without realizing it "Let's go" he said opening the door on his side and crossing around to the side walk, he seemed in a rush suddenly as he walked up to the apartment door, completely neglecting the boxes they still had to move. Sulley stepped out and with his thumb pointed to the back seat "Don't you want your stuff?"
"Just show me the apartment" Randall said putting his hand up to his mouth. Sulley instantly understood the body language and trotted up to him "Again?" He questioned while unlocking the large doors. Randall was annoyed at that, as if he could help it, but he didn't risk opening his mouth to speak. They both walked inside, a downside about this building was the lack of an elevator, as it had far fewer floors then Randall's old one. Sulley lead Randall up the red carpeted stairs to the firth floor, which also happened to be the top. If it hadn't been for the wave of sickness Randall would have noticed the more luxurious and bright feel of the building, all of it looked new, not really expensive but clean and well-kept at least. They reached the appropriate door a few doors down the hall. His set of keys still in hand Sulley opened the door to Randall's new home, this would be his first time seeing it, Despite Sulley's insistence that Randall come see the place sooner. Randall was in no mood for a detour as he bolted in passed Sullivan, opening a closet, then a bed room door before he found the bathroom. He leaned over the toilet bowl and heaved, the contents of Randall stomach emptying.
Sulley stood in the hallway twiddling his thumbs, should he leave Randall to his sickness and start unloading the car, or should he take this opportunity to approach and show his support for the reptile? It did not take long for him to decide. He walked up behind Randall and knelled down beside him, hesitantly he patted Randall on the back noticing his body tense at the sudden contact. To his surprise he was not swatted away, although that could have been due to another sudden bust of sickness; it was still nice to think Randall just didn't mind that Sullivan had touched him.
As Randall threw up again his tail swished back and forth on the bathroom floor, how he hated this feeling, having his body completely vulnerable, and the uncomfortable churning and clenching of his stomach. He could practically feel as his body rejecting the food, throwing it out of him violently. His breathing was heavy and rugged now, his eyes watering from being squeezed shut. He rested his head on the bowl, looking in Sulley's direction.
"Done?" Sulley asked running his paw down Randall's back, feeling the thick fabric on his navy blue shirt.
Randall shrugged, breathing heavy he said "I think so", he kept himself close to the toilet in case his stomach began acting up again. He had almost forgotten Sulley's paw on his back, until he felt it pat him gently again. He made an attempt to get onto his feet only to have Sulley keep him down. "You stay here" Sulley said, almost like an order "I will go get your stuff" he stood up, Randall made no attempt to argue with him.
When Sulley had left Randall stood up again, walking over to the sink he filled up a glass to rinse his mouth. Idly he wondered why he hadn't fought Sulley on going to unpack; in fact he had become a lot more complacent with the blue lug, which worried him. He out the water not surprised to find that the acidic taste was still strong in his mouth. Was he just too tired to fight the other now, or was he turning into a compliant, well behaved little omega. He clenched his fists tight at the thought, within a few months he could be a completely different monster, a horrible trophy Omega, destined to follow his Alpha's lead, giving his ruler what he wanted when he wanted it. He shivered a bit as his tongue flicked in his mouth; he wished he had a tooth brush.
He walked out of the bathroom, feeling pointlessly angered, even a little saddened. He had worked and struggled trying to obtain what he had, and it was all lost so easily. He looked into the room he had opened previously. The inside was bright with light white walls that looked freshly painted. The room looked like a blank sleight, ready for decoration and some personality. Randall grumbled when he noticed the room was actually nice, damn, He was looking forward to complaining about tasteless colours and horrible place. He flicked on the light as he walked in, instantly noticing a unique hue from the rest of the house. He looked up to see heat lamps, maybe Mike had them installed?
He didn't hear as Sulley walked in through the door, putting a pile of boxes carefully to the floor, the last thing he wanted was for Randall to find something broken. He headed to the bathroom, stopping when he noticed Randall had moved, looking up at the bright warm lights.
"You like it?" Sulley asked, causing Randall to jump a bit, he hated how aloof the big guy could be, although he was sure he had startled the other on many occasions as well. "It will be winter in a few months.. I thought you could use the heat"
"hmm.." Randall grunted, he had always wanted heat lamps in his home, it would make winter a less miserable experience. But he wouldn't thank Sullivan; he couldn't bring himself to do that. He looked to the floor, a bit sad by how kind Sulley was treating him, he was so unused to it, and in a sense he wished it would stop, it only proved things were going to change, he was going to be doted upon and become nothing more than a pampered pet.
After some silence Sulley spoke again "Your stuff is all in the living room" he said. "I'll just be in my room if you need anything" He said, sensing Randall could use some time alone to search the house.
Randall was relieved to have him go, at least now he could have a little independence and move his things the short distance from the living room to his bed room. Before moving to get his things Randall walked up to the bed, the mattress felt soft; a big step up from his old one. Guess Sulley made a good call leaving his bed where it was.
Randall finally left his room, needing to get a start at unpacking his things. He walked through the hall to the living room, noticing a closed door just to the side, assuming it must have been Sullivan's room. Randall walked to to his boxes, feeling impatient he made an attempt at taking three at a time, instantly becoming aware of how strained his stomach felt by the over use of his muscles. With a sigh he took just one at a time. The box he was carrying now held a few pillows and his bed sheets, he dropped it onto his bed then went back to the living room to retrieve another.
As he dragged a much heavier box off, one filled with sentimental photo albums that he refused to show Sullivan easier, he heard the land line begin to ring. He stared at it for a moment before Sulley came scrambling from his room. "Sorry, I'll get it" He picked up the phone, holding it to his head. "Hello?" He asked, Randall continued his dragging, making eye contact with Sulley as he covered the bottom of the phone then said "It's just mom"
"So?" Randall questioned, Sulley was silent, I guess it didn't really matter. He went back to talking to Molly on the other line. Ignoring the others monsters conversation Randall finally managed to get the heavier box into his room. Deciding he would leave the rest until Sulley was out of the way again. Randall pushed the box of photos under his bed to collect dust and keep ouch of Sulley's reach; he began unpacking the second and spread the sheet over his bed.
A half hour passed and Randall was long finished making his bed, the bright purple sheets and blankets complimenting his scales, his bed set was one of few things that actually had value, it was name brand and expensive.
Randall had shed his shirt earlier, letting the warm light bath down on him from the heat lamps that he set at medium temperature. He soaked in the warmth as he ran his hand down his chest, flinching back as he reached his stomach curve. He opened his eyes, suddenly feeling uneasy and embarrassed about the bump.
Just as he sat up he heard a knock at the door, crawling off the bed he picked his shirt up and threw it over his head, slipping his hands through and allowing it to cover him up again. "What is it?" He asked, Sulley opening the door a tad.
"My mother invited us to dinner next week" He swallowed hard "I told her we would go" He brushed his foot across the floor, opening the door entirely and stepping in, instantly noticing the overwhelming heat of the room.
"Why would you tell her that?" Randall crossed his arms "I have no interest in meeting your parents" It's not like they were dating; meeting the folks would just be awkward.
"I know but..were close, I want them to know" Sulley said
"I'm definitely not going when they don't even know, tell them yourself" It all seemed like a needless amount of drama, but he felt a sudden urge to listen to the other.
"They are real nice, and I know they will want to meet you"
"They will be disappointed then" Randall sighed "I'd rather keep this as 'friendly' as possible Sullivan" His expression looked anything but friendly "I am not being dragged about to meet the family" Randall turned his back to the other, ready to let this discussion go, worried he might cave as he felt uncharacteristically vulnerable and willing to please.
"I'm sorry to push this on you" Sulley said quietly "mom's been wanting me to settle down for a long time" Randall looked like he was about to object to them settling down together when Sulley put his hand out to shush him, oddly enough Randall complied and fell silent, not knowing why "although were not a couple, She will be heartbroken if she finds out I have been keeping this baby from her"
Randall looked to the side, his lips in a hard straight line, there was a nagging in the back of his mind telling him to do it, it would make Sulley happy, but since when did he care about Sullivan's happiness? "You will tell them were not together?" Randall wanted to be sure there were no mix ups with the meeting.
"I will make sure they know" Sulley's energy picked up, which gave Randall a feeling of accomplishment.
"We are in and out in an hour!" Randall said confused, wondering why exactly he was agreeing to such a horrific sounding evening. He had a feeling he was going to regret this decision
A day late again, Take my deadlines with a grain of salt please; I am never on time with anything.