A/N A little story about Randall Boggs being adopted by humans, mistaking him for a dog/lizard hybrid. I know it's a stupid idea, and sounds a lot like "Lilo and Stitch", but don't flame me; I have a weird imagination. Monsters Inc characters belong to Disney and Pixar; Angela and her friends and family belong to me.

Angela felt like her heart was ripped out of her chest, ripped in pieces, and set on fire. Randall couldn't come home? But…why?

Randall's eyes were wide with horror. "Whaddaya mean I can't come home with Angela!" He yelled. "I'm her pet! What are you, nutsee-kookoo!"

Sulley pinched the bridge of his nose. "Just listen without interrupting, ok?" He asked. "Roz said Randall wouldn't be arrested if he behaved. Well, naturally, she'd be keeping an eye on him. If Randall weren't home, she'd get suspicious."

"There's something else." Mike said. "Your cousin, Boo…hang on, what's her real name, Randall?"

"Mary." Randall grumbled, scowling.

"Right." Mike nodded. "Thanks. Boo, aka Mary, came to the monster world about seven months ago, and Sulley and I befriended her. However, monsters back then believed human children to be extremely toxic. That if we even touched a human, we'd get sick and have to be, painfully I add, decontaminated. But we found out that was extremely far-fetched. Humans are no more dangerous then monsters. Also, Sulley tried to get Boo back to her room, through her closet. See, Monsters Inc. is a company where monsters once scared children, then collected the scream and used it for power for the city."

"So that's where the idea that monsters hid in kids' closets, then came out and scared them." Angela said. "I guess it's true after all."

Sulley nodded. "But we were in the middle of an energy crisis. Kids were getting harder and harder to scare, as they were losing their fear and belief in monsters. Not that we need belief to scare kids, but we need kids to be scared. When a kid grows out of being scared by monsters, their closet door, which is literally the door to the kid's closet, is shredded, since we have no use. It doesn't hurt the kid; it just doesn't allow us to enter their closet anymore."

"As Sulley said, energy was running low. So Waternoose came up with a way to get more energy. That way was to manufacture the Scream Extractor, then kidnap a kid, and extract its screams. However, he wasn't sure if it would actually work. So he had Randall, who built the machine, to kidnap a kid; that kid was Boo. But she managed to find Sulley and me. We tried to get her back to room; in the process, we found out Waternoose's plan. He tried to banish us to somewhere called the Himalayas, but we got back and foiled his and Randall's plan."

"I-" Randall started.

"Hey! Sulley said no interrupting!" Mike snapped. "So keep your trap shut until were done."

Randall held his hands up apologetically.

"Thank you Mike, I think. Anyway, Waternoose was arrested, and Boo was safely delivered back to her room. But, so she wouldn't wander back to Monstropolis, we…we had her door shredded. Boo and I became really great friends, so it was hard."

"I'm sorry." Angela said gently. "Excuse me for asking, but why did you call her 'Boo'?"

"Because that's what she said mainly." Sulley explained. "She said boo to try and scare us. Since we were afraid of humans and their 'toxicity', it worked. She also gave us nicknames. She called Mike 'Mikewazowski'."

"Awww, that's so cute!" Angela smiled, clasping her hands together.

"Yeah." Mike nodded. "You know what she called Sulley? 'Kitty'."

Angela burst out laughing. "Kitty?" She gasped, trying to calm herself. "You…you don't anything like a cat!"

"Yeah, I suppose not." Sulley shrugged embarrassed.

"You know what she called me?" Randall asked. "A big meanie."

Mike covered his mouth, snickering. "Big meanie." He whispered; he burst out laughing.

Randall scowled dangerously.

"Mike, knock it off." Sulley said, slapping Mike upside the head. "It's not that funny."

Mike took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down. "Ok, I'm sorry. I guess it's not that funny. But, considering your past with her; you scaring her, it's a good nickname."

"When you put it like that, I guess she knew what she was talking about." Angela said.

"Where were we?" Sulley tapped his chin, trying to remember. "Oh yeah. After Waternoose was arrested, and Boo's door shredded, MI was closed. But, I came up with the idea to use children's laughs. You see, when Boo laughed, more energy was produced. It turned lights on so much, they actually burned out! As it turns out, laughter was 10 times more powerful than screams. Along with that, kids wouldn't object to laughter, and wouldn't grow out of laughing. That meant less doors were shredded, and more energy was produced for Monstropolis. So it saved the city and factory."

"Sulley became CEO of MI and I became a Laugher, a monster who makes kids laugh." Mike concluded.

"So that's why kids are laughing at night instead of screaming." Angela said, snapping her fingers.

"I guess my hypothesis was right." Randall added. "But, I fail to see why I can't stay with Angela."

Sulley slapped his hand on his face and slid it down. "I told you! Roz told you to behave, but chances are she'll still keep an eye on you! When you aren't in Monstropolis, she'll be suspicious. I'm sorry, but it has to be this way."

Angela hung her head. She knew Sulley was right; if Randall wasn't in town, everyone would get suspicious, and Randall, and probably Mike and Sulley, would get in trouble. Besides, this was Randall's home. He probably wanted to go back to his old home.

"Don't listen to those idiots, Angela." Randall scowled. "I don't have to go." He looked at Angela, and cocked his head in confusion; Angela's head was hanging, and silent tears were running down her cheeks. "Angela?" Randall took Angela's hands in his bottom ones, and placed his top hands on her shoulders. "Angel? You…you're not serious, are you?"

Angela looked back up to Randall. "They're right." She sighed. "If you aren't in town, people will get suspicious. Then, you, Mike and Sulley will get in trouble. I thought you wanted to go back to your old home anyway."

Randall rolled his eyes. "Ok, seven months ago, I might have wanted to get back home." He confessed. "But…my real home is with you. You; with me as your pet. Don't…don't you want me?"

"Of course! You're my best friend! But…if you don't stay here, you'll get in trouble. And when they find you, they'll arrest you. I don't want that. This…this is for the best."

Randall didn't want to admit it, but Angela was right. He sighed. "All right." He sighed. "Let's go back to your door."

Mike and Sulley led Angela and Randall to her closet door; luckily, it was still active. "Since you and Angela are such good friends, and it wouldn't be fair to destroy her door, I won't. Besides, just because Randall can't come home doesn't mean Angela can't visit."

"Thanks Sulley." Angela smiled.

"Yeah, thanks Sullivan." Randall nodded.

"Well, in the words of Roz, this is the way it has to be." Sulley sighed. "I'll give you five minutes."

Angela shook Mike's hand. "See ya, kid." He said.

Angela nodded; she shook Sulley's hand. "Tell Boo I said hi, will you?" He asked.

"Sure." Angela nodded; she turned to Randall.

"Well…I guess this is…good-bye." He sighed.

"Yeah." Angela nodded. Suddenly she hugged Randall tightly. "Good-bye, Randall." She sniffled; tears ran down her face.

Randall hugged Angela back; tears covered his cheeks. "Good-bye, Angela. I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too." Angela moved her head up and kissed Randall's cheek. "I love you." She whispered.

Randall froze; Angela wriggled out of his arms and started for the door. "Wait, when my family asks about Randall, what should I say?" She asked.

"Tell them…tell them Randall ran away." Sulley said. "It's not the truth in more ways than one, but your parents won't believe he's a monster going back to his home town."

Angela nodded, then turned back to Randall. "Good-bye, Randall." She sniffled; she walked through her closet door and shut it. Mike pressed a button, and the "active" light turned off. Angela was home.

A/N Ok, isn't this sad? Anyone who has to get rid of their pets will probably shed a tear or two. I had a couple pets that didn't leave, they died. My most recent was a Betta Fish named Gyrados I got for my 14th birthday. He died after six months (ironic huh?) I also had a hermit crab named Davy Jones who buried himself. Then there was a Betta Fish we had a few years ago named Crayola. He lived for two years before dying. I used to have a horse named Curly that we had to get rid of because he was a little wild. Sorry for boring you with this. Anyway...

Don't worry! This isn't the end! Not by a long shot! I wouldn't dare finish a story like this!