Saints-Fan-12: Aw, you really like this story so much? That's so great to hear! :D I think that you might be able to watch the movie online somewhere. Have you seen Monsters Inc. before?

Biohazardouz: You were so right about Chet falling off of the balance beam. Nice prediction! *high fives you* Good question there - what is up with Johnny? Do you think that he's just stressed or do you think that there's something else going on for him? I prefer MI Randall to MU Randall by a long shot. He didn't seem like Randall to me in MU for some reason. *cries* But anyway, glad you liked this chapter! Hope you like this one too!

honorstudent97: *grabs club shirt* Woo, thanks for the T-shirt! I'm totally prepared for the best club ever! Do you know anyone else who might want to join it?

BloodRedRoses04: Haha, I guess that Johnny isn't making too much progress in your book, is he? I wonder if you'll end up liking him at all by the end of this fic. Hope you like this next chapter!

Sergio Vazquez: Here's your update! And d'awww, thanks so much for saying that you like the way I portray Chet! I take it that you're a ChetxJohnny shipper too? Thanks so much for your comment!

James95:Yeah, I agree with you in regards to Chet going a bit overboard with the praise thing. Johnny is like a god to him, you know? But yeah, at least Johnny is respectful and fairly kind to Chet right now. Do you think that will change when he realizes how Chet feels toward him? Thanks for reviewing!

Chapter XXXVII

I'm starting to think that my shampoo comment wasn't a very good one, because it didn't seem to make Johnny very happy. I guess that I'm going to have to watch what I say a little more carefully. Noticing that it is my turn to do pull-ups, I scuttle up the steps leading to the big, steel bar protruding off of the wall in front of me. I grab it between my crab claws and try to pull myself upward. Uh oh, I'm not moving at all. I try to pull myself upward a little harder, but still nothing happens. Sending my crab arms an annoyed look, I realize that I'm not very strong. I have to get myself up over this bar though! After all, Johnny is watching and I need to impress Johnny!

Several failed attempts later at getting myself up and over the bar, I ignore the sweat pouring down my face and use my inner frustration to get myself up and over the bar. I'm so shocked that I managed to make it over the bar that I forget what I'm doing and accidentally let go of it. Oopsy.

I feel myself falling down, down, down. Knowing that I'm going to smack the hard gym floor at any moment, I squeeze my eye shut and wait for the thud. It's funny because the thud never comes though. Instead, I land in reassuring, furry arms. Amazed by my good fortune, I pop my eye open and find myself in Johnny's arms. He must've caught me when I was falling backward. Wow!

"Johnny, you saved me!" I exclaim excitedly, wrapping both of my crab arms around my hero as I gaze up at him adoringly. "I would've fallen and broken something it weren't for you. Thank you!"

"Yes, well, try to be a bit more careful next time," Johnny replies, looking awkward as he tries to pull my claws away from him before setting me onto the ground. Avoiding my eye, Johnny steps up to the pull-up bar without another word and wraps his clawed hands around the shiny bar.

Still looking at him as if he's a miracle worker, I step to the side slightly and watch as Johnny manages to pull himself above the bar on his very first attempt. He's even stronger than I thought that he was! My eye keeps growing wider and wider as Johnny performs pull-up after successful pull-up. He does a hundred of them straight in a row before figuring that he should let the next monster in line have a chance with the pull-up bar. As he swings himself down from the bar and lands gracefully on his feet, I notice all of the monsters in the line behind Johnny staring at him in admiration. I can't help but wish that they would turn their eyes to Sullivan or some other famous monster. Johnny is my Johnny. I don't like it when other monsters look at him like this!

Oblivious to the gazes on him, Johnny steps back over to me and leans against the gym wall, his fur more wet than dry at this point. I listen to him breathe heavily and scuttle closer to him, saying, "Those pull-ups were amazing! I've never seen anyone do so many before, not even on the TV! Sowwy about falling from the pull-up bar earlier. I guess that I'm just not very strong."

"It's fine, Chet. We all have our strengths and weaknesses. What matters now is that you work to overcome your weaknesses. For example, now that you know that you have difficulties with the pull-up bar, you'll want to practice pull-ups more often so you improve at them," Johnny explains to me logically.

Johnny's words take a few moments to sink in for me. I blink at him for a moment before realizing what he's saying and pointing out, "Oh, that is a good point! I should work harder at pull-ups so I can get better at them! That makes a lot of sense, boss."

Johnny nods in reply, looking like he's thinking that this is just what he said a moment ago. The two of us fall into silence again as we wait for gym class to be dismissed. This might be okay for Johnny, but I don't like silence very much. I like talking much better, so I start looking for something to talk about.

"Should I practice walking on the balance beam some more too, boss? I fell off of it earlier before reaching the end of it, you know," I point out, hanging my head sadly as I think of my failure from earlier.

Johnny waves away my apology and replies, "Like I said earlier, don't worry about it. Honestly, I think that you would've had no problem walking the rest of the way across the beam if you hadn't felt the sudden need to wave at me as you approached the end of it."

I sense a ghost of a smile cross Johnny's lips and find myself blushing a dark shade of maroon as I stare at my crab legs. Was waving at Johnny a bad thing to do? I just happened to see him watching me and couldn't help but get excited about it…

Before I can say anything else, Miss Kay interrupts my thoughts by saying, "Okay, everyone, gym class is dismissed for today! I hope that you had fun! I'm going to try and make gym a subject that you want to come to. If any of you have any suggestions of anything that you'd like to do for gym, feel free to suggest them!"

An orange and yellow striped monster's hand pops into the air. Oh, I know who he is! I remember meeting him on the Monsters University bus! What was his name again? Gertrude? No, that's a girl's name. Georgia? Nah. George? Yes! That was it! The monster's name is George!

Remembering George's name brings a smile to my face as I listen to him make his suggestion, "I don't know if this would be possible or not, but I've always really liked swimming. Maybe we could have swimming lessons sometime? Bile and I think that it would be fun." George motions to his slimy blue friend standing next to him who nods vigorously in agreement.

"Hm," Miss Kay muses about this for a moment before she nods slowly and admits, "I do think that this might be possible. I'll see what I can do about arranging swimming lessons for you at some point this year." Miss Kay pauses to look up at the clock, adding sadly, "As much as I hate to say it, I have another group of students coming in, so I'm afraid that you really do need to leave now. I know that I had fun working with you today! I hope that you all feel the same way. Have a great rest of the day at Monsters University!"

"Bye, Miss Kay!" I call out, waving a crab claw at my new favorite teacher.

As Miss Kay waves back at me, I hear a familiar voice frantically whispering to another monster, "Shit, she can't actually mean that about swimming, can she? I'm a bug for fuck's sake! I can't go swimming! Bugs drown in water. Besides, look at my wings! They'd probably shrivel up or fall off completely if I got 'em wet!"

Turning to my right, I identify the frantic figure as Javier whispering to Reggie. I don't think that I've ever seen the pink-eyed monster look so alarmed before. Reggie, on the other hand, doesn't look too concerned. He slaps a reassuring hand on Javier's back and says, "Eh, don't worry about it, Jav! Most teachers say that they'll get around to doing shit that they never end up doing, you know? I don't think that you should flip out over it. I'll race you to the door, but no flying allowed!"

"You're on, fur ball!" Javier replies, a smile that reveals his sharp, white teeth crossing his face. Reggie starts off across the gym room floor running along clumsily and laughing his strange, high-pitched laugh. Javier catches up with him almost immediately. Looking over his shoulder at his friend, Reggie loses his balance and falls down face-first on the floor. Unable to bring himself to a halt, Javier practically trips over Reggie and lands directly on top of his friend. Oh snap, I hope that nobody got hurt…

I click my crab claw nervously as Johnny and I start toward the twosome. Apparently, Reggie isn't at all hurt though. He just looks a little dazed as he turns from his stomach onto his back. Suddenly, I feel as if things have heated up a little in here when I notice the expressions on Reggie's and Javier's faces. Bodies pressed together and faces inches apart, the two look at each other as if they've never really seen one another before. Javier should've apologized and gotten off of Reggie by now, but he hasn't. Instead, he stares into Reggie's face, a sort of confused expression flicking over his features. Still looking dazed, Reggie is the first one to make a move. Looking almost shy, he reaches upward and tugs playfully on one of Javier's antennae. They must be sensitive because Javier bites his lip and then tugs lightly on a wad of Reggie's fur. They seem completely oblivious to the fact that they're still in the gym classroom, which could end up being a bad thing since they look like they might start groping each other at any minute. Don't get me wrong; I want Reggie and Javier to get together and be happy! Isn't feeling each other up and down in public wrong though? Maybe it isn't…Chip did tell me that things are different here at college.

I'm still wondering about this when Johnny gives me my answer. He clears his throat loudly and sends Reggie and Javier both a long look of disapproval as he folds both of his muscular arms over his chest. Javier is the first to blush and scamper off of Reggie, mumbling, "Um, sorry, Reg."

"Nah, don't be, it's fine, dude," Reggie says as he takes the hand that Javier offers him and gets to his feet. At that moment, Chip comes wandering up to us, his expression mirroring Johnny's. Okay, I guess that I was right about the whole you shouldn't touch each other in public thing.

Waving us after him like the leader that he is, Johnny says, "Come on, you lot. It's lunch break and there's something that I'd like to discuss with you during lunch. It's a shame that we can't have a meeting in the ROR house, but we don't get the house until Saturday unfortunately according to the Dean."

"The Dean sucks," Reggie mutters, folding his stubby green arms over his chest and making a face as he follows Johnny out of the gym and into the hallway. "She doesn't let us do anything fun! No moving into the ROR house, we always have to go to bed on time, and there's no drinking or drugs allowed."

Javier frowns at Reggie's pout and shushes him, murmuring, "Hush, Reg, if the Dean hears ya, you're dead meat."

At Javier's words, Reggie's three yellow eyes grow wide and practically pop out of his head as he exclaims, "You know, I actually heard something about that! There's a rumor that says that the Dean gives students who piss her off to the chef and that the chef roasts 'em and sautés 'em before giving them back to the Dean. After that…" Reggie pauses here for emphasis. "She eats them!"

"Just like most of the talk that manages to thread its way through the school hallways, this is just a rumor," Chip says calmly, giving Reggie a look like he's pathetic to think otherwise. "She's the Dean of the school for god's sake! I'm sure that she doesn't eat her very own students."

"Oh, I bet you'd be surprised what she does!" Reggie replies darkly, not liking to be told that he's wrong. He continues walking forward defiantly, right past the entrance to the school cafeteria. The fuzzy green monster goes on, "She holds the all-time scare record for a reason, you know!"

"Okay, okay, everyone just chill, alright?" Johnny says, looking a little more irritated as he gets Reggie to close his big, gaping mouth for once. Everyone listens to Johnny. "Reggie, you just walked right past the cafeteria."

Turning, Reggie sees that Johnny is right and blushes in embarrassment before clumsily stepping back over to the rest of our group. Seeing that we're no longer talking about the Dean and whether or not she eats students, Johnny sighs with relief and leads us into the busy lunchroom. There's a long line assembled behind the counter of food set out for us. I'm about to moan and groan about how long we're going to have to wait in line, but Johnny keeps me from worrying. Instead of joining the back of the line, he steps confidently up to the front of the line and looks at the monster behind him, clearly recognizing this guy as a friend.

"Ah, Dirk, it's good to see you. How's this year been going for you?" Johnny asks the short and fuzzy yellow monster standing behind him. He may be short, but his bushy orange eyebrows, razor sharp teeth, and tail that ends in a spiked ball make him look really scary to me. I'm surprised that Johnny dared to cut in front of him! Then again, Johnny is fearless. He can do anything!

The monster called Dirk just sort of shrugs his shoulders and grunts. I don't really care what Dirk has to say though. I'm just glad that we're going to get lunch sooner versus later! Seeing that Reggie and Javier have already grabbed a tray, I snag one for myself and start dumping whatever sort of food is nearest me onto my plate. That ends up being a hamburger, a chicken burger, and lots of greasy, salty French fries. Yum! It sounds good to me, but there's just one big problem.

Waving a crab claw in the air to attract the attention of anyone who might be listening to me, I call out, "Does anyone know where the ketchup is? I really have to have ketchup for my French fries! This is very important!"

Chip flinches from my shouting and points to little packets of an unknown substance placed at the far end of the counter. Giving me a wry look, Chip points out, "That's the ketchup, Chet. There's no need to scream."

"Oh," I say, realizing that I never would've guessed that the little white packets contain ketchup inside them. Scratching my head, I point out, "That's a funny place to put ketchup."

Chip shrugs and puts healthier foods like a turkey sandwich and fruit onto his lunch tray while I grab a handful of ketchup packets and dump them onto my plate. While I'm trying to decide if this is enough or not, I send a sideways look to my left and notice Johnny's eyes on someone across the room from us. Following Johnny's gaze, I find myself looking at Sullivan. Uh oh. As much as I want Roar Omega Roar to be this year's top fraternity, I don't want Sullivan to take my place with Johnny!

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