A/N: So...Does anybody actually know what a fortnight is? If you don't it's two weeks. I still don't own MI. ON WITH THE STORY!

Renny's P.O.V.

It had been a fortnight, and Dave tried many different ways to kill me. He tried to hang me twice and burn me alive three times. If you can't tell, he failed.

He made me lie down on a rock and I saw that a rock hovered over me. It was tied up there by a long, thick rope that connected to a rope Dave held. He made me answer questions. For every lie I told, he would lower the rock a little. If I told the truth, he wouldn't lower it. He knew I was lying or telling the truth because I was hooked up to a lie detector.

"Name."

"Hope Lawrence. I'm called Renny by friends and family."

"Rank."

"Laugher, former Scarer."

"Fears."

"My friends and family all dying around me." The machine beeped.

"You're not telling the truth!" Dave let the rock fall a few inches.

"Let me finish! Attachment and getting angry at the ones I love too."

"Dating?"

"Nobody."

"Likes….?"

"No one!" I told him, my cheeks most likely turning a darker color of orange. I didn't want Dave to hurt Randall. The lie detector let out a loud, "BEEP!"

"Liar!" Dave let go of the rope and let it fall two feet. "Tell the truth!"

"Randall! Randall Boggs, okay?!" I yelled, "But you can't get to him! He's long gone!" The machine stayed at my normal heart beat.

"Did you help him escape?"

"No," I shook my head.

"How much family do you have?" I looked at him and saw one of the scariest smiles I had ever seen.

I gulped and answered, "M-my mom and dad, my sister, my brothers who beat you up…" I saw Dave's eye twitch, and he let go of the rock, letting it crush me.

"Ow," I mumbled.

Fang's P.O.V.

I was going to kill Randall when I found him. Yes, I had waited two weeks to actually go out and do something. I was doing research to find Renny and Randall and nothing came up. "He left? Ha! He left! Him! Of all monsters! I can't believe him! What a coward!" I growled, starting Renny's car, "But that makes NO difference. I'm going to find him." This was my plan:

Step One- Drive to L.A.

Step Two- Find Randall Boggs.

Step Three- Proceed to MURDER Randall Boggs for running away like a coward.

Step Four- Resurrect Randall Boggs and tell him that Renny's in danger from…someone.

Step Five- Find Renny with Randall and have them kiss.

"Sounds easy enough!" I laughed, "Okay, no it doesn't!" I sighed. "But I do have to find Randall. If I want to find Renny's kidnapper, I have to talk with a former kidnapper." I sighed. "Randall you idiot, why'd you have to run away?"

I picked up a picture of him and said in a deep voice, "Because I need to protect Renny!"

"Yeah, well, HOW'S THAT WORKING OUT FOR YOU?! SHE GOT KIDNAPPED!" I was about to throw the picture when I noticed something. The back of the picture was white. Just white. The rest of the pictures had some kind of writing on them…

I scratched at the back of the photo and soon a piece of paper peeled off the back of the photo, revealing the words on the back of the photo. The paper that was attached to the photograph read:

Dear Fang,

If you're reading this, this means that I ran away to protect you. You have the right to know that it isn't to protect you or Renny (okay, maybe a little). It's because…Dave's back. I bumped into him-literally- and heard him talking about Waternoose. HE helped Waternoose escape, and he's going to try to kill Renny! I'm almost positive that she'll be kidnapped by the time you read this, so Fang…I'm going to LA to lay low for a few weeks. I'm going to be staying at the Laughing Lagoon on Third Street. The number for the hotel is (956) 487-0001. Ask for Aaron Parks.

See you in a few weeks!

-Randall B.

P.S. You can kill me when you get to L.A.

I smiled and backed Renny's car out of the parking lot. The trip to Laugh Angeles was going to be a long one. It'd be worth it if Randall and I could get Renny back.

But before I could even get out of city limits, Renny's car broke down. I let out an annoyed groan and got out of the car, taking the keys with me.

"Okay, plan B."

Time Skip!

I knocked on Mike's front door and waited for him to open up. He was the only other person I knew (and liked) that had a car and a driver's license. "Hello Celia," I greeted her when she opened the door.

"Hello Fang. Do you need Michael?"

"No. I need his car. I think I located where Randall has gone, and I really need the car."

"Michael doesn't let anyone touch his car, except for himself. I'm afraid you can't have it unless…"

"He goes with?"

"Yes."

I let out a groan. "Fine," I sighed.

"Alright. MICHAEL!" Celia screamed for her husband.

Mike came running down the stairs with Mikey Jr. following after him. "Yes, Honey?"

"Fang found out where Randall is. She and I need you to go with her to…"

"Laugh Angeles! He's in L.A.!"

"On the other side of the country?!" Mike gasped.

"Yes! Would you like to see the note?!"

"No, no. We should go now." Mike grabbed his car keys and we ran out towards his car.

"Be a hero, Daddy!" Mikey Jr. called to his father.

"Be good son! Watch over your mother and sister! You're the man of the house now!"

"Oh, get in the car, Wazowski!" I ordered him after I had gotten in the passenger's side and buckled myself in.

"I'm coming."

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Start the damn car, Mike!"

"No."

"No?!"

"Yes. No."

"Why, no?!"

"We need to tell him."

"Tell who?"

"Sulley."

"Sulley?!"

"Sulley." I let out a groan.

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