Better Than Life
Hello everyone! Yes I'm still alive...Anyhow! Welcome to another story of mine! Now I present this one as a.....side story of mine. Meaning it doesn't tie into any of the stories I'm doing thus far.
Anyhow, this story is a....Spin-off of the plot of the original Monsters Inc. The original had to deal with the monsters being an idea from s guys head. They then come to life to try and fix his life.
To avoid taking this idea, I switched it a bit. Instead, something happens in Monstropolis. As you can see from the chapter name. Its up to Randall to fix things, but it is more than he bargains for when he has to help someone who he never thought he'd had too. I can't give it all away, but....please read and review. Enjoy the movie!
Oh! And I think I might be able to do....well...smeg-ups (Outtakes).
Chapter 1 Altering History
Part 1
In the hall's of Monsters Inc., a familiar employee enters. It had been 5 years since anyone has seen him. But now the year is 2007. Randall Boggs. The monster banished from his home for 5 years. Randall had been gone and forgotten over those years, until he returned. When he did, he finally talked with James P. Sullivan and Mike Wazowski. He had explained his situation in the accident that happened, which involved a kid. Randall had asked to be forgive for anything he did, and was also forgiving to what Sullivan did to him. In response, Sully figured to give him his job back at Monsters Inc.
Life for Randall was good now. He had many friends in the company and outside of it, had the Top Scarer position, and was highly liked by the employees. He was still his old usual self, but had his now, likeable life too back it up.
*
"Another day...." Randall said to himself. Since Sullivan had switched hours and the time of the sessions, Randall had finally gotten the sleep he had always wanted, he was bright and rearing to go to work. He had woken up early that morning, even through he didn't like the idea, he felt to impress his boss. Since of his year as Top Scarer, Randall had gotten himself his own apartment, not ready for a house at the moment.
It had a single bedroom, bathroom, and a kitchen, plus a closet. Randall was already in the bathroom, splashing water on his fronds and smoothing them back so that they flipped back up to their normal position. The scars from the human world were still on him, but ever since his good year, his scales have gotten their shine back, and anyone except him couldn't tell.
"Another good day...." He repeated to himself. He walked out of the bathroom, closing the door with his tail and into his bedroom. A single bed, T.V., and dresser. Near the bed were nicely stacked book piles. Having to deal with the human world first hand, Randall had decided to write whatever he could remember about the human world. So those books were hand written information about the Human World, he had looked through them every now and then. Curious, he picked up one. Apparently it was a book titled "Roxanne". Remembering, Randall had brought a couple books from an auction, the books were imports from the human world. This one was one of his favorites.
"Hmph.....who were to think a guy with a big nose could think of 20 kinds of jokes" Randall said, chuckling to himself, knowing he actually used a couple of them on Mike. With a chuckle he turned to the window, seeing a red bricked building that belonged to one of the scarers, Randall visited there once, it was home of Ranft, the monster behind Randall on the floor.
He went back over to his dresser, taking a moment to remember if he did everything he was suppose to do yesterday. Thinking, he placed on his special jacket that went down to his stomach and that had four sleeves for his four hands. "Uh....paper work....scareing....date....oh shoot...." He said to himself. Randall had been watching the newest employee at Monsters Inc. Her name was...Sue. Randall and her had always talked once and a while in the halls of the company, soon enough, he asked her out yesterday.........he forgot....
"Oh boy......uh....." He said, turning with an unsure face to the mirror that was on the door. "Ok....uh Sue.....sorry I missed our date....I...was out with Fungus and the guys and.....I kinda....got side tracked........oh....is that what your gonna tell her Randall?" He said, talking to himself. "Oh boy...she's gonna be mad...just watch....Your going up to the company, Celia tells you where her and Wazowski are going tonight....walk down the hall's....she'll come up to you right near the floor, and.... ".
*
Soon enough, Randall was in the room where Celia was, with other monsters passing by, and Mike talking about where he and Celia are going. Randall had his head held up by his top left hand and his top right one on the table, while his bottom one's were crossed. If it wasn't no sleep that mad him tired in the morning, it was definitely Mike.
"And I was thinking we could go to that new nightclub down the street" Mike said, in his voice which he only used on Celia. "Oh Mike! That's great! But isn't that one that's sold out for tonight?" Celia asked, remembering it was a club that only allowed a certain number of monsters in. "Well....Randall..." Mike said, turning to him.
Randall quickly got off his board expression, happy that he could finally get going. He held out his top right hand, exposing a pair of tickets to the "Blue's and Jazz's Nightclub".
"Oh Randall! You got those for us!?" Celia asked, taking the tickets from his hand. "Yeah well....any old thing....besides I figured I had to do something with that extra money" Randall replied, taking a peek down the hall.
"Well I guess you really have changed Randall" Celia said, turning to Mike. "Well yeah....I guess so....but how did you get them Ran...." Mike began, turning to Randall. "Wha?" He said, seeing Randall gone.
*
Apparently, Randall had found Sue trailing down the hall toward his Scare Floor. Like him, she was a reptile. Unlike most CEO's, Sullivan accepts reptilian employees ever since Randall's return.
"Sue! Wait up!" Randall said, seeing her slow down. He stopped right by her, seeing her carrying some paper work. He could see she didn't seem like she wanted to talk.....
"......Uh...Sue...you want me to carry that for ya?" Randall asked, noticing the pile in her hand. She didn't respond. ".....Listen.....sorry for missing our date yesterday....I was just.....side tracked....you see....Fungus and the guys asked me to go with them to this club and...." Randall begin. "And you didn't even call?!" Sue said, looking at him. "I mean you should have at least told me to cancel it!" Sue added.
Sue stopped as Randall stopped in front of her. They both were in front of the entrance to Scare Floor F. "I mean, I can't believe you let me stay in HarryHausen's for four hours alone! You didn't even call!" She said. Everyone in the Scare Floor, which contained monsters that didn't want to work on laugh floors, all of them knew Randall pretty well, some new.
"Well I'm sorry ok! Its not like I didn't want to come!" Randall said in defense. "Well you could at least be kind enough to have called me or come over or something!" She said. "Well I forgot! Ok! I forgot!" Randall said. "I knew I couldn't believe that you would want to disappoint me like that! You!...You banished monster you!" Sue shouted. And with her right hand, she smacked him on the left side of his cheek.
Taken back by the blow, Randall was speechless after what she said. Even through it had been a year since he returned, being called a "banished monster" hurt deeply. Soon she turned and walked off. Randall slowly rubbed his cheek, seeing her walk off. He turned his head toward the inside of Scare Floor F, the scarers and their assistants staring at him. Taken in by their looks, Randall formed fists into all hands but the hand on his cheek.
"What are you all looking at!?" He yelled. From the demand, everyone went back to what they were doing as Randall looked back up the hall, his anger going away as Sue was going away. "......You blew it Randall...." He told himself.
*
The work session was over. Even through he was happy with his job as a comedian, Fungus liked being Randall's assistant since he had changed.
Randall had his hands on the rim of his table, looking at Fungus while his bottom hands held a cup of coffee. He lowered himself back onto his four feet, transferring the cup to his top hand and taking a sip as Fungus came over to him.
"Uh Randall...I didn't want to ask when you were scareing, but what happened?" Fungus asked. Having worked that year with Randall, Fungus had lost his shaky attitude, gotten to respect Randall more, and was less scared of him.....note a little less scared.
"..Oh...nothing....well....ok something..." He said, placing the cup on the table and picking up some scare reports.
"Was it Sue?" Fungus asked. "....Uh....Yeah...we....had a date" Randall replied, noticing everyone piling out. "Oh sorry Randall" Fungus said. "......Its ok Fungus..." Randall said, placing back on his coat. ".....You gonna talk to her?" Fungus asked. ".....N...no....I'm just....gonna go home....I need some time alone to think" Randall replied, heading out of the floor with Fungus.
*
Randall opened the door to his home, his jacket halve off. He threw it to the side, attaching itself to the coat hanger.
"I blew it..." He told himself. Randall went over into his kitchen, looking through his refrigerator and found some leftovers from Slogo's Pizza, some cheese Pizza with Churiken slices, which looked like a human world chicken, but had a longer neck, fatter body, and short wings, and was blackened. He got up, letting out a depressed sigh as he placed them on a plate and into the nearby Microwave. Waiting for it to heat up, he headed into his room, and plotted his stomach on his bed, while his tail dangled off the side. He crossed his first set of hands and placed the bottom of his head on them as his bottom left hand turned on the T.V.
He was too depressed at the moment from his encounter with Sue to hear what was on, but one part did reach him. "For any and all reasons, we advise all citizens to remain in their homes during the night as the C.D.A patrol the streets. If any could recall the event that took place about 3 weeks ago, we will recap. By belief, Monstropolis's High Security Prison was mysteriously broken into, from reports, nothing was stolen, but it is believed that a prisoner had indeed escaped in the confusion. More on the topic, for the past days, there have been several break-ins at many Monstropolis Museums. Reporters at the scene tell that only machinery related creations had been stolen."
Randall gave a disappointed sigh as he heard. He never really liked the C.D.A, but didn't care as long as it didn't involve him.
(Ding)
With a small groan, he got up and got the slices out of his microwave. In just a few moments, he was eating, and a few moments later, fell asleep.....
Anybody who's watched Red Dwarf might get why I named the story "Better Than Life".