His alarm went off at 5 am. He didn't want to get up. The mattress was a little uncomfortable. He had had a bit of a restless night because of worrying over the new habits and responsibilities of this place.

Reluctantly, Randall got up and took a shower and then made himself some coffee. He had a small bowl of cereal for his breakfast. He knew he had to go to work today too and he made some lunch for himself.

At 6:30 am, there was a knock on his door and it was Duvall.

"You're up, I see. That's good. We have some work to do this morning before you go to work."

"A thing on that. Am I going to have to take the bus or am I going to be driven to my job?"

"We will be driving you. We have a bus that takes our tenants to their jobs."

Randall sighed. That took care of that question. Now he wouldn't have to rely on Amanda or Fungus to drive him.

"But what are we doing this morning?"

"We make sure the lobby is clean both morning and evening. Come on, and you are to make sure to keep your own room clean too."

"I can handle that."

Randall went with Duvall to the lobby and he, along with the seven others that lived there were cleaning the lobby. Doing different things. Some were cleaning in the kitchen too.

He was given a mop and soap and water to clean the hallways.

"Do we do the same jobs every day?"

"No, we rotate around to keep it fair. Today, the hall cleaning is your job."

Randall looked around for a moment and he saw three different halls. One was the one he lived on too. He began with his.

The water dried up pretty quick. There were wet signs by every hallway to notify of wet floors when there were going to be that way.

Mopping was easy.

When he got close to the kitchen however, there was a big, yellow furry male nearly the size of Sullivan and he was not the nice type at all.

"I see you are new here, Lizard. You just stay out of my way or I'll be happy to make trouble for ya." He had a deep growly voice.

"I'm not here to cause trouble. I just want to get my sentence done and leave." Randall said.

"And how long is that?"

"None of your business!"

He growled at him.

"Nigel! Knock it off! Leave him alone!" The kitchen supervisor said.

"This won't be over." He went back into the kitchen.

Randall went on cleaning the hallway.

He finished just in time for him to go back to his room and grab his lunch to go to work. All of the tenants got on the bus that would take them to their jobs. Randall also noticed that all these monsters he was now living alongside also had leg monitors too.

He couldn't have felt more relieved to get off the bus and go to his business. He went in and just did what he had started to do.

Sulley checked in on him. "Hi, Randall. I heard that you moved into the special housing."

"Not so special if you ask me. It feels more like a prison than a home." Randall replied. "Everything I do to live there is having to be supervised."

"Well, you are on probation. They just want to make sure you won't go back into that behavior."

"I won't, but there was one monster there that was threatening me."

"Don't get riled up with him. If you want to get out of there on time, just don't do anything to make them mad at you. Have they said anything about visitors?"

"Weekends in the evenings only. They are going to keep us busy when we aren't at our jobs."

Sulley knew this was hectic for him, but school could be that way too at times, reflecting from the past.

"Well, take care of yourself and stay out of trouble." Sulley said and left him to his job.

Randall wanted to stay out of trouble. If he did, maybe he could get out earlier.

…..

The bus came to get him when he got off work. More of seeing the nasty ones again. Randall was ready to call it quits for the day, but then, he was driven to a new building.

"What is this place?" Randall asked.

"This is where you take an evening class in your recovery program. It's for a couple of hours. Go on now." The driver said.

Randall followed the other the tenants to the building. It was mainly just a clinic type of building. Inside, the class had maybe a good fifteen or so other monsters. All males of various looks and colors.

He saw the teacher by the desk. He went over to him.

"Sir, do we study just one thing or many things in this class?"

"What was your crime?"

"Assault, industrial espionage, kidnapping. I'm past doing that now." Randall said.

"Your name?"

"Randall Boggs."

"Aww, yes. I heard of your crimes. We study all sorts of things to help our offenders recover so they won't relapse into the those awful crimes again. Unless they want to go back to jail."

"No, I don't."

"So let's get started then, shall we, Boggs?"

The blue skinned monster introduced himself as Mr. Bloustein. He introduced Randall to the class and that they should make him feel like he belonged. That was also what the class was about too.

The rest of the class was mostly pretty friendly, though there was that Nigel guy too. Nigel must have held some grudge against reptiles or something. But Randall just wanted to remain out of trouble.

Because Randall was new, they went around the classroom and they all told what they had done and what they were getting reform for. Quite a few were based on drugs. Some alcohol. Some others were sex offenders and assault. But they were better monsters now thanks to taking this class for awhile. Most of them anyway.

Randall just minded his own business. He told his story, shamefully. But all he wanted was to be a normal citizen again. He wanted to live with his family, or just be close to them again.

After discussion, there was paperwork handed out and books. Randall felt like he was in college again. He didn't know how all this paperwork would help him. But he would do it because he had to.

Bloustein assigned the work and expected it to be done by Monday, as this was Friday. It gave them the weekend. But Randall knew that he would be doing something else on the weekends too.

The bus came by at eight to take to take them home. The class had started at six.

The kitchen was ready with food when the tenants got home. This meal was only given in the evenings. They were all allowed to take it to their rooms.

Randall was lucky he had four arms. He carried his homework in his lower arms while carrying his tray with his upper arms. He started for his room when a tray was dropped.

Randall looked behind him.

"Nigel! Be careful with your tray!" Duvall snapped at the yellow monster.

"It's not my fault. The lizard did it!"

"He wasn't anywhere near you. Now don't make things up that aren't true. We'll get you another tray of food, but not before you clean this one up." Duvall ordered. He then turned to Randall.

"Go on, Randall. I saw it. You did nothing wrong."

Of course Randall knew he had done nothing. Obviously, this Nigel was out to get him. He quickly went to his room where he could finally catch a break. He sat his homework on the bed and went to the table to eat his food.

It was now after 8:30 pm. Randall had had a long, hard day. He just wanted to eat his meal to satisfy his hungry stomach as of right now. He hadn't had anything since lunch. Then, he just wanted to go to bed. He was so tired.

He went back out to the kitchen after he was done with his food tray and asked where to put it. He knew he had to put the tray back. But that was another thing. When the tenants were done with their evening meals, they had to bring them out too and wash them up. Then they had to do the halls again, then they could go do what they needed to do for the rest of the evening, until ten, when it was lights out time. And each one had to be accounted for.

This housing arrangement was certainly very strict around here. Randall knew he was going to hate living here. And he certainly had a rival who didn't like him at all. He was going to have to really watch his back.

Duvall then showed him where he would get his mail if he got any and he also got the phone number to his room. There were special post boxes in the lobby. One had already assigned to him with his last name on it.

Then he went back to his room to crash for the night. He knew he was going to have another busy day tomorrow. But he began his homework first. Then he was finally allowed to go to bed at ten, after the final check.

The doors were locked from the outside after ten, to ensure no one would be trying to escape.

It would be easy for Randall to escape if he didn't have the wretched leg monitor on. Using invisibility was easy to get away with otherwise. But it was useless in here.

…

On the weekend, Randall found out that they did gardening and shoveling type of work outside, or it was kitchen work. Cleaning and cooking.

From 6:30 am to about 5 pm, the tenants had to work and work hard. They were relieved from work a little earlier on weekends to do homework and to have relatives over. So there was some free time.

Randall called Amanda up and said she and Rex were welcome to visit now that his work for the day was done.

Amanda did want to see what her brother was doing. She and Rex came to the housing, but were not allowed back in Randall's room alone. All visitors had to check in and then they were led to a visiting area. There were toys in there to allow small kids to play. Randall had never seen this room yet.

Some of the other monsters had visitors now too. Rex went over to play with the toys while Randall and Amanda sat down at a table.

"So, how's it going so far?"

"This is not a housing environment. This is another sort of prison." Randall said. "I have to get up at the crack of dawn and worked all day yesterday. And working hard today too. More than likely tomorrow as well. And there is one other one here that already has it in for me."

"Why? What did you do?"

"Nothing. I just don't think he likes reptiles."

"Yeah, I wish we didn't have the bad rep that we do." She looked out of the corner of her eye and saw her son playing with two other kids.

"I got you an appointment with eye doctor next Tuesday. Do I take you or do they?"

Randall hated the eye doctor. "They have to take me. What time?"

"Noon."

"Okay. At least they are taking care of you."

"Yeah, right."

Amanda could tell her brother just wanted to come home. He was miserable already living here.

"Just remember, this is only temporary, Randall. You'll be home before you know it." She tried to give him a mood booster.

"I hope so, sis."

Randall and his family also had some snacks while they were visiting. That was another important part of working in the kitchen on weekends, so visiting family could have snacks if they wished.

He hated to see them go when they left an hour later. It had been nice to see them again. Then he went back to his room to do his homework. Then it was time for evening clean up and then to check in for bed.

…

Nigel had seen Randall's family. He really didn't want that lizard here. He would see to it that he got him back in jail or moved somewhere else.

…..

Randall was taken to the eye doctor and he got new glasses. It helped with his vision problems a lot. Now he could see clearly. And they were more shaped like squares than like circles, like his ones from college days. The ones he now had looked more grown up. He was going to be required to wear them when working.