Saints-Fan-12: Randy can be really sweet, can't he? :) I really like the bond between him and his mother! I hope that you like this chapter!
honorstudent97: Aw, that sucks! I was thinking about downloading it or something. Want me to tell you if it's any good if I see it?
jade4563: That's awesome that you're excited for college! If I was going this year, I know that I'd be dreading it, haha. You'll have to let me know how everything goes with it! I wish you the best of luck and hope that you don't get swamped with homework. *crosses my fingers for you* Yeah, Randall's mother was pretty young when she had him. *nods* It was like a surprise pregnancy and that's why Randall doesn't have a dad in my story. Good thought there about Funk! It isn't at all like him to stay away. Thanks for commenting!
GhostlyMayhem: You must be a really fast reader then! It takes me an eternity just to edit my chapters. xD Oh god, I despise JohnnyxRandall. *insert puke face here* It seems like such an abusive pairing to me. I just can't stand it. Hey, nice prediction! Randall's mother definitely has schizophrenia which means, like you said, that a certain someone else will be getting it later down the road as well. I dunno why, but I've always seem MI Randall as the schizophrenia type, you know? And "Inside Out"? I haven't heard of that film! Gonna have to look it up! Glad you're squealing over the bit about the dance. You'll get to read more about it shortly!
Villains' Bad Girl: This is going to sound really weird, but I actually like MI Randall way more than I like MU Randall! He seemed out of character to me in the new movie. What did you think?
Remy: Aw, no, don't cry! *hands you a tissue just in case* I try to write emotional stories, but I don't want you crying! It is super sad that Randall's mother doesn't know what she's talking about, poor dear. =/ Funk has been a little quiet, I agree. I think that he's just upset about Sulley taking Randy to the dance. :P The Boggivan stuff starts in the next chapter! And no need to apologize, I understand why you'd be impatient for it to start!
LuluCalliope: I wouldn't mind working at the grocery store or at a place like that. Don't really want to end up working at a gas station or a McDonalds, but that's probably where I'll end up since it's hard to find a job around here these days, you know?
AL19: I know exactly what you mean about liking most of the characters! I'm the same way really - I like a whole bunch of characters from the films, especially from MU. And wow, you read five chapters a day? I'm a super slow reader, so that would take me ages. It takes me like a half hour just to edit a chapter. I'm such a slowpoke. xD
90s Total Drama Pokemon: I'm worried about Randy's mother as well! It doesn't sound like she's doing too well, does it? She definitely needs some help. Let's just hope that Randy can get her the help that she needs. Never apologize - I love hearing about what you'd like to see in sequels. I never saw Sulley and Randall getting married for some reason, but I definitely see them living together. It would be a cute bonding moment if Sulley and Randall talked about Randall's mother, don't you think? And yay, we're Boggivan romance fans! :D Thanks for commenting!
BloodRedRoses04: Yeah, help your mother fight those little red people, Randy! You can do it! *cheers him on* And wow, you've been wearing glasses for a long time then, huh? That's awesome!
marioandsonicFTW: That's so awesome that you have a wii u! Is that your favorite gaming system? I've never played on one before. Hm, good question about Randall's mother! She has schizophrenia sadly. :S
Johnny2b: I don't really have time for a fb account, sorry.
James95: You definitely have a good point there. Randall has enough to deal with, but knowing that his mother is sick is going to make him much more stressed. At least he has an accepting mother though, right? Thanks for reading!
Mysterious: Vanilla is definitely a Mary Sue! *nods* And why pair her with Vector? That is just so weird. EmerlxCream is cute! I like CreamxCharmy though too. What do you think of that pairing? Thanks for liking the chapter!
badberry123: Things are getting a bit more serious now, especially with Randall's mother's condition. :( You can't help but feel sorry for both her and Randy. Ooo, I like the way your mind works! It would be great if Randy and Sulley could bond over the matter of Randall's mother. Oh god, if Fungus got kidnapped in the hallway, I shudder to think about what might happen to him! I agree with you about Chet; he's good enough for Johnny just as he is! He doesn't have to change himself or anything. And yeah, it's pretty obvious that he's been in love with him since day one. xD Heh, if I could camouflage, I would be doing it a LOT and getting out of all of the things that I don't want to do. *snickers* I think that Chet would like to help matchmake with us if we were in the MU world! We could be the match making threesome! Thank you for wishing me luck on becoming an author! It certainly is a hard thing to do, so I'm trying not to get my hopes up. That's awesome that you want to be a vet! I used to want to be a vet, but I could never do animal surgeries and stuff like that. I'm so sorry about Tom though! That must have been horrible. *hugs you* Haha, okay, we won't go to see a horror film then. My favorite genres are horror, heavy romance, and animation (weird combo there, I know). I'll watch anything though really, I'm not too picky. Oh god, your dad didn't know that he was supposed to wish on a shooting star? *facepalms* I love how Rouge sets Knuckles off with the chaos emerald. Those two make me laugh so much. I just love Knuckles' little blush when he tries to tell Rouge that he doesn't like her. We know better! I understand what you mean about Shadow and Maria. I think that they're sort of adorable together though. Shadow/Mephiles I ship because they were both "formed" and I see them having some direct similarities even though they're really different. Plus that whole "join me" moment made me ship them too. Still loving your idea for the baseball game! Thanks for reading this! :D
Chapter LIV
I spend the rest of the day mostly distracted after my phone call with my mother. I hate the way she just hung up on me. It isn't like my mother to do something like that. She rarely gets upset and getting upset over something stupid like invisible red people is not something that she should be getting upset over. Regardless, by the time evening comes around, I find that I still want to meet up with Sullivan in the library like we originally planned on doing. Maybe showing each other our scaring techniques will help me distract me from the situation at hand. I've decided that I'm going to get my mother to a doctor, but I'm still thinking about how exactly I'm going to do that.
I leave my dorm room feeling slightly down and take the elevator down one floor before making my way to the library. I don't see Fungus on my way there or even after I've entered the library. Huh. It's weird how I haven't seen him all day. I would've thought that he would be here in the library working on his project for our history of Monstropolis class. Guess not though.
Since Sullivan isn't around yet, I take the initiative and sit down at an empty table by myself, wondering if Sullivan is going to ditch me. Wait. Sullivan wouldn't ditch me. He's just not the kind of guy who ditches someone. If anything, Sullivan will forget about his date – no, I didn't mean that in a romantic sense – with me because his fan club keeps him busy around the clock.
My thoughts drift back to my mother and I find myself trying to come up with ways to get her to the hospital before I feel a tap on my shoulder and practically have a heart attack as I nearly jump out of my chair and whirl around to find Sullivan standing behind me. He smiles his friendly, white-toothed smile and gives me a wave. Even though he frightened me half to death, I can't find it within myself to get mad at him.
"Hey Sullivan. You sure know how to scare a guy, you know that?" I ask him ruefully, smoothing my fronds as I look up into Sullivan's shiny sapphire eyes.
"Sorry about that, Randall," Sullivan apologizes to me, looking genuinely sorry as he admits, "I didn't mean to frighten you. You seemed sort of deep in thought. Is something bothering you?"
"No, no, everything is fine," I reply, trying to force a smile onto my face. It feels strained and just plain wrong. Still, I don't want Sullivan to have to bear the burden of my mother's situation along with me, so I try and change the subject, questioning, "What was it that we were going to do again? Oh right, show each other our scare moves."
I must not do a very good job of trying to change the subject because instead of taking up the new direction of the conversation, Sullivan sits down opposite me at the library table and gives me a knowing look as he says, "It's about your mother, isn't it?" I hesitate before nodding. It looks like the cat's already been let out of the bag at this point. Sullivan goes on, "Would you like to talk about it?"
I consider Sullivan's offer and finally decide that it might be good to get my problem off of my chest. Who knows? Maybe talking about it will make it better. Hoping that my logic is accurate, I say, "Alright, I suppose. See, she's doing worse than last time. She keeps going on about those little red people that she supposedly sees. I tried to tell her to stop trying to talk to them earlier and she got all defensive about them on me and hung up. Seems like she's losing her memory and her mind. I'm not sure what to do. I wanna get her to a hospital, but I'm not sure how to go about doing that."
"Well, we could always take a cab and visit your mother over the weekend, couldn't we?" Sullivan suggests, trying to find a way around the hole in my plan.
I note to myself how Sullivan said "we" instead of "you". Is he planning on coming with me to visit my mother or something? I send the polka dotted monster a curious look out of the corners of my eyes and decide not to comment on that and instead say, "Cabs are expensive. Don't they charge by the time or something? Most cab drivers would probably take the longest route possible to get to my house and then bill me a fortune for it. Unfortunately, I don't have that sort of money to burn right now. Hell, I don't have any money to burn right now."
"I don't mind paying for a cab," Sullivan says in an amiable tone of voice, clearly wanting to help out. "How about you call your mother next Friday and then call the hospital and schedule her an appointment there the next day? I'll use my phone call to call a cab. What do you think?"
I blink and consider this for a long moment, slightly taken back by Sullivan's generosity. It's awfully nice of him to offer to pay for a cab regardless of price, but I can't help but think that he's going to want something from me in return for this. Tapping my index fingers together thoughtfully, I ask Sullivan, "What do you want in return for it? Like I said, I don't have any money, so paying you back is out of the question."
"I never said that I was after money," Sullivan tells me before he lowers his tone as if he's sharing a secret with me and adds, "Besides, I actually owe you this for agreeing to show me some of your scare moves today. So are we on for next Friday then?"
I contemplate this before reaching a decision and say, "Yeah, I guess so. Thanks, Sullivan. You're a pretty decent guy, you know that? Not many monsters would offer to pay for a cab for someone else to bring their mother to the doctor. That's pretty selfless of you. I bet only one out of every ten monsters would do something like that."
"Any reasonable monster would want to help you with your mother," Sullivan informs me with a smile. I wait for the smile to go away, but it lingers on his lips, making me wonder what he's thinking about. Curiosity eventually ends up getting the better of me and I can't help but ask about the reason behind the turquoise monster's smile.
"What's so funny?" I ask Sullivan, raising an eyebrow at him.
Sullivan turns a slightly pink color underneath his fur, apparently blushing as he points out, "I just was thinking about something you said earlier. When you started your sentence, I thought that you were calling me pretty until you added the decent part to that."
"Hm. Would you like it if I called you pretty?" I ask, licking my lips in what could be registered as a suggestive manner. I don't really know what I'm doing around Sullivan to be honest. Flirting has never been one of my skills, but a lot of nonsense seems to pop out of my mouth whenever I get too close to a certain hairy blue someone.
Sullivan replies to my question smoothly and replies, "Would you like it if I called you pretty, Randall?"
That was definitely an interesting way for him to reverse the question on me. I contemplate this for a moment before answering his question in a non-suggestive way and reply, "You can call me anything you like, Sullivan. Well, anything but four-eyes anyway. That's Wazowski's name for me. So where are we going to do our scaring practice together anyway? We need a doorway to work with and there's not really a spare doorway here in in the library."
"You have a good point there," Sullivan nods, looking around ourselves at the other monsters attempting to find books on the bookshelves, research info for god-knows-what on the computers on the opposite side of the room, and read quietly to themselves at the tables scattered throughout the spacious library. Finally, Sullivan suggests, "Well, we could always go up to my dorm room for a while. I've got a closet door that we can use for practice."
My pulse immediately speeds up at the thought of getting to see Sullivan's dorm. I haven't seen it before and I can't say that I don't want to. There's only one problem about practicing in Sullivan's dorm though. What about a certain green eyeball? I point out this problem and ask Sullivan, "What about Wazowski? He probably won't want my 'lizard germs' in his room."
Sullivan, always the optimist, replies, "Oh, I'm sure that Mikey won't mind. Besides, he's spending tonight with Celia and some of her friends. He won't even know that you dropped by. You're lucky that you don't shed. This blue fur gets everywhere! Mike won't stop complaining about it."
"Shedding ain't such a bad thing. You should meet my roomie, one-eyed Doom. There's a reason why he's called 'Doom'. He's a creep who stares at you out of one eye all day long and then stares at you all night long too," I point out, unable to keep myself from comparing my situation to Wazowski's, mainly because I would much rather have Sullivan as a roommate than Doom. Going on, I raise an eyebrow and ask even though it's really none of my business, "Is Wazowski staying at Celia's all night long or just for the evening?"
"I don't know, but just for the evening, I'm guessing. Little Mikey's just a kid still," Sullivan says before reconsidering what he just said and adding, "Then again, you never really know with Mike."
"Heh. Well, let's go to your room if you're sure that Wazowski won't be around. It's better than risking my room where we'll be watched by a blood red eye. C'mon, let's go. You lead the way because I've got no clue where we're going," I inform Sullivan, getting gracefully to my feet as I wait for Sullivan to get up and show me to his dorm. Now that it's clear that Wazowski won't be around to bother us, I really want to visit Sullivan's dorm.
Sullivan gets up and starts toward the door to the library. I trail behind him, admiring the way his glossy fur shines in the light. Fur is much more interesting than scales if you ask me. I consider what it would be like to have fur until Sullivan comes to a halt at the foot of the staircase and puts one foot on it. I almost follow him before deciding to let him in on the secret regarding the elevator.
Reaching up, I catch Sullivan's wrist and pull him to a halt, saying, "Wait. I wanna show you something. Follow me. Your dorm is on the fifth floor, right?"
Sullican nods and gives me a curious look before following me through the hallways clustered with students to the more deserted hallways. After a few minutes, we arrive at the elevator as planned. I hit the red button and smirk triumphantly as Sullivan gives the elevator a look of astonishment.
"Has this elevator been here the entire time and nobody has noticed it until now except for you?" Sullivan asks incredulously, looking at the elevator as if it's one of the seven wonders.
"Yup, it's been here this entire time. It can't exactly disappear and reappear," I reply before realizing that something Sullivan said wasn't quite accurate. I rephrase my sentence and say, "Actually, it was Funk who found out about the elevator. He discovered it first and then showed it to me. Hey, do me a favor and don't show it to your little fan club though, okay? Once they know about the elevator, the whole school will know about it and then it'll probably be faster to take the stairs."
"Don't worry, I can keep a secret," Sullivan reassures me with a smile as the two of us shuffle inside the elevator and then head to the fifth floor. Up, up, up we travel with Sullivan still looking at the elevator in wonder and me looking at Sullivan and pondering why he wants to be my friend. It's weird, isn't it? I mean, why in Monstropolis would the most popular and talented monster at Monsters University randomly do nice things for the geeky, nerdy outcast? Sullivan doesn't just do me nice things though. He tries to spend time with me and he actually invited me to the school dance. Something's gotta be up with that…
"Are you coming, Randall?" Sullivan calls to me, jerking me out of my momentary paralysis and causing me to blush as I nod and quickly follow him out of the elevator and into the hallway. Since I have no clue where we're headed, I follow in Sullivan's wake as he leads me in the opposite direction of my dormitory. Apparently wanting to walk side by side with me, Sullivan slows his steps and glances over at me before asking, "Who's 'Funk' by the way? I don't think that I know anyone who goes by that."
"Oh, that's just Fungus," I say dismissively, not wanting to talk about Fungus around Sullivan for some reason. "He sort of follows me around. Dunno why. You've probably seen him trailing me from here to there, haven't you?"
"I know who Fungus is. I don't blame him for following you around. You're an interesting monster, Randall Boggs," Sullivan states a matter of factly, not really making it clear if his statement was meant as a compliment or as an insult.
"Interesting, huh? What's interesting supposed to mean?" I ask Sullivan, wanting some clarification on the subject.
"Interesting as in…well, interesting," Sullivan shrugs before thinking and adding, "You're certainly the most inquisitive monster I've met, that's for sure. Everything has to have a reason for you, doesn't it? You have a hard time trusting other monsters, I've noticed."
"I dunno. Maybe. I didn't grow up around a lotta folk," I shrug my shoulders, not particularly wanting to get into the fine details of my personal life. Luckily, Sullivan comes to a halt right at that moment, allowing me to change the subject as I nod toward the room we've stopped in front of and ask curiously, "So is this your room?"
"Sure is," Sullivan replies genially before he seems to have remembered something and frowns, adding, "Er, Mikey has a tendency not to keep things all that clean in our dorm, so here's your apology in advance for any sort of mess that might be in the dorm.
"Hey, it's no problem. I'm used to a mess," I say, waving Sullivan's words away with a hand. The turquoise monster hesitates a moment longer, so I give him a light shove forward and add, "Open up! I wanna see your room."
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