Chapter 3 Partners In Crime

Disclaimer: Ok, last time I'm putting up a disclaimer, so listen up!!! I do not own Monsters, Inc. Duh. I don't so don't sue! But I do own Kristin and Sam and other characters that you can't use unless you say, "Oh, mighty Mojobubbles, I beseech you on my knees that you will let me use (character's name here)!"





"If that lizard comes any closer.Crap!" thought a seemingly normal alligator, as some random lizard found in the Florida Everglades hopped or ran away or whatever lizards do. But it wasn't a normal alligator. It was actually Randall Boggs, an evil lizard-like monster who had once been one the top. But he had decided to cook up this evil plan with his boss, Waternoose. Of course, those goody-goody idiotic moronic demented workers Sullivan and Wazoski went and screwed up his evil plot, getting him chucked into the human world.

"I'm soooo hungry!" he moaned piteously. He was completely miserable. "I would kill to get back to the monster world!" Noticing that there were no humans around, he got up and walked, just to stretch his legs. And tripped over something, a big blobby something.

"What the-?" Randall gasped as the blobby thing stood up. It was a lot like a slug, and Randall wondered, "This thing looks like a monster-?"

"Undetected life form-beginning analyzing process," said the blobby thing.

"Who the heck are you!?" Randall yelled.

"I am Samoierwxzzltyy 7891, from the planet Collitchinon," said the blobby thing.

"Wha.?" said Randall.

"You may call me Sam."

"Soooo, you're an alien?"

A misty look came into Sam's eyes. "Yes. Although, I am only half- alien. My other half.my other half, is monster."

Dun na na!

Randall looked at him, an interested look on his face. "Well, why the heck are you in the human world?"

"Because I am shunned by those in both worlds. I want revenge, on my parents, for abandoning me, and the two monsters that shunned me most. That demented furry male and his companion, the little one-eyed cretin."

"It's pronounced cree-ton, actually," Randall remarked. Then a look of realization came over his face. "Hey, you're not talking about Sullivan and Wazowski, are you?"

"Yes, those are the names given to those monsters."

"Well you know what? That's just scary, because those two are the reason I was kicked out of the monster world. What I wouldn't do to get them.Hey, you're an alien, right? Don't you have a wrist communicator or a phaser or some way to beam us to Monstropolis?" Sam gave Randall a look. "Sorry. The last two humans I bumped into watched a lot of Star Trek reruns," Randall replied.

"Although I have one in my possession, it no longer works," Sam answered, pulling out a shiny remote control-looking device. Randall snatched it from Sam's hand thingy.

"Lemme see that." Randall flipped the thing over and sighed, rolling his eyes. He vanished from sight for about 5 minutes and returned with two things in his hand: Sam's remote control thingy, and two AA batteries. "I think this'll solve your problem?" Randall chuckled as he put the batteries into the device. Sam just looked at it. "Oh."

"So, now that we fixed that little problem, what do you say we go to Monstropolis and get a little revenge on our "pals" Sullivan and Wazowski?" Randall pressed.

"Yes, that seems like an adequate plan. What is your name, earth creature?"

"Randall. Randall Boggs," Randall replied in a James Bondish way.

"Well, Randall, are you ready?" Sam asked.

"Duh. Now get us out of here!" Randall replied, grabbing the remote thingy. They disappeared in beam of gold light. Very Star Trekish.