Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own any of the characters in Monster's, Inc. or
Randall Boggs. They belong entirely to Pixar Studios.
Chapter Three: A Usual, Boring Work- Day.... Not
Randall walked through the entrance to Monsters, Inc. and passed the front desk, heading for his boss, Mr. Waternoose's office. He reached out to open to door but before he could touch it the door opened by itself. Slike's head was turned as she finished saying something to Waternoose but her feet kept moving causing her to crash straight into him.
Randall groaned as he lifted his head from the tile floor. Opening one eye he could see papers floating to the ground all around him. He shut his eye in a wince as a headache began throbbing in the back of his head. He tried to sit up but discovered he couldn't because of someone lying on top of him. Again opening both eyes time he could see a mirror image of himself looking down at him. Excuse me, would have been mirror image if it hadn't of had yellow eyes.
"Oh great." Slike muttered rolling off him and standing up. The sudden contact with something a different color than herself caused her scales to match it, so she returned them to their natural red and black.
"Sy- Slike?" Randall asked propping himself up on his top most elbows.
"What's going on here?" Questioned their boss sticking his head out of his door.
"Nothing, Slike wasn't watching where she was going that's all." He explained.
"What!" She stammered. "You ran into me!"
"I did no-" He was cut off from finishing as Mr. Waternoose chuckled.
"Randall, Randall," He laughed, "Be a gentleman and gather her things for her." Randall's bottom jaw dropped and he stared at him in shock. "You heard me."
Growling slightly, he bent down and picked up the papers on the floor. He was never going to hear the end of this.
"Why thank you kind sir." Slike said and he could tell she was trying very hard not to laugh as he handed her the papers. Nodding to her boss, then him, she left walking over to Roz, her tail swaying happily behind her.
"Why did you make me do that?" Randall asked Waternoose.
"I didn't make you. You could have walked away any time you wanted." He replied.
"If I had left you would have fired me."
"All true, now go scare."
Closing his eyes, counting to ten, and taking a deep breath, Randall went to the scare floor to begin his days work.
Randall grinned to himself as the kid behind him still screamed bloody murder. He shut the door to the closet as the quitting bell rang and the doors were all returned. Fungus scurried away from him as quick as possible, Thrasher shortly followed. The two seemed to have made friends, seeing as they both had a lot in common; they were both assistants to ill- tempered reptiles. Randall gave one of his infamous smirks, as he saw Slike walking a short ways ahead of him. Getting an idea to get pay back for this morning, he sped up and passed her, using his tail to flip the things she was carrying out of her arms.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You should be more careful." He taunted turning around to look at her. She gave him a glare that clearly said if looks could kill you'd be ash by now. Randall went to leave again, and laughed when he heard her snarl in exasperation.
He had made it to the hall when a paper ball hit him squarely in the back of the head. Spinning around he saw Slike standing in front of him, a satisfied look on her face. His fronds lay back closer to his head than normal and he narrowed his eyes.
"Did you,"
"Yes, I did." She answered before he could finish. With that she slipped past him.
Randall muttered something about pay back before turning and heading toward Mr. Waternoose's office to ask him something. Cautiously he stared at the doorknob before opening it not wanting a reenactment of this morning to happen.
"Uh, Mr. Waternoose?" He asked opening the door slightly. His boss looked up from whatever he was doing and smiled warmly.
"What's on your mind Randall?" He greeted pointing to a chair across from him. Randall never really liked sitting, as it was very hard to do with his body structure so he just stood.
"Do you think it would be possible for me to get another door? One I have now is, well, loosing it's fear of me." He explained, slightly ashamed that a human wasn't afraid of him.
"Certainly, we need all the screams we can get and if a door isn't producing any you may certainly have another one." Swallowing, Randall nodded then turned to leave. "Oh, Randall, could you please take this to Slike, she left it in my office this morning and I haven't had a chance to give it to her." Waternoose held up the black jacket that Randall had seen her wear a few nights ago.
"Er," He wasn't really sure he wanted to do that.
"Its cold, and I know she walks home. A reptile like her, and your self, will freeze, so you best get a coat too." He tossed the coat at Randall and he caught it before leaving.
Randall looked at the coat holding it as far away from him as possible. He handed it off to his second pair of hands, keeping the top most pair free. He had no idea where Slike was so sighing, he asked the first monster he found, Wazowski.
"Hey Wazowski!" He called causing that stupid walking green pea to turn around. "You seen Slike?"
"Um, yeah, she was heading towards the locker rooms with Betty." Wazowski paused beginning to smirk. "Why do you want to know?"
"Waternoose needs me to ask her something." He lied starting to growl at what the olive had suggested.
"Oh."
Rolling his eyes, Randall headed back to the locker rooms. He stood, arms crossed, tapping his front bottom foot, waiting for Slike to come out. After about five minutes he got fed up. Then an evil grin appeared on his face and Randall vanished. The door to the women's locker room opened and closed without anyone visible, helping it. Slinking across the floor silently with all eight of his feet touching the ground he went to find Slike. He nearly yelped as Betty, a blue tall monster stepped on his tail.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She said waving cheerfully at Slike who looked as if she could have cared less.
"Yeah, whatever." She replied absentmindedly before returning to her locker. Randall stood up onto his back legs behind her. She obviously hadn't sensed his presence yet. Thinking this the perfect time to take out his revenge, he held the jacket just above her shoulders then let it drop lightly.
Slike whipped around panting slightly, he'd scared her that was one thing. Of course she couldn't see anyone. The jacket fell of her shoulder but she didn't seem to notice. She looked around her shutting her locker, but it opened.
"What the," She started closing it. Then a look of realization hit her as the door opened again. She shut it and as Randall reached out to open it again she caught his wrist in a vice grip. Where she had grabbed him his scales turned red and black. "Randall?"
"Who were you expecting? The Easter Bunny?" Randall asked pulling his arm away from her and crossing his two pairs of hands behind his back. She rolled each eye at a time, startling him slightly, that wasn't something normal. Slike brushed past him ready to get home. "Forgetting something?" He held her jacket out in front of him.
Slike turned around ready for him to say something insulting but instead she saw him holding her jacket. Her normally icy eyes, Randall noticed, changed a little. They weren't cold anymore but rather thankful and warm. But whatever it was was gone as quick as it had come.
"Thanks." She took her jacket put it on and left. Randall quickly left to get his own jacket before he was locked in the factory. He got outside and felt how cold it really was. Thankful for his home not being to far away, he set off at a brisk walk to get back to his warm apartment.
Chapter Three: A Usual, Boring Work- Day.... Not
Randall walked through the entrance to Monsters, Inc. and passed the front desk, heading for his boss, Mr. Waternoose's office. He reached out to open to door but before he could touch it the door opened by itself. Slike's head was turned as she finished saying something to Waternoose but her feet kept moving causing her to crash straight into him.
Randall groaned as he lifted his head from the tile floor. Opening one eye he could see papers floating to the ground all around him. He shut his eye in a wince as a headache began throbbing in the back of his head. He tried to sit up but discovered he couldn't because of someone lying on top of him. Again opening both eyes time he could see a mirror image of himself looking down at him. Excuse me, would have been mirror image if it hadn't of had yellow eyes.
"Oh great." Slike muttered rolling off him and standing up. The sudden contact with something a different color than herself caused her scales to match it, so she returned them to their natural red and black.
"Sy- Slike?" Randall asked propping himself up on his top most elbows.
"What's going on here?" Questioned their boss sticking his head out of his door.
"Nothing, Slike wasn't watching where she was going that's all." He explained.
"What!" She stammered. "You ran into me!"
"I did no-" He was cut off from finishing as Mr. Waternoose chuckled.
"Randall, Randall," He laughed, "Be a gentleman and gather her things for her." Randall's bottom jaw dropped and he stared at him in shock. "You heard me."
Growling slightly, he bent down and picked up the papers on the floor. He was never going to hear the end of this.
"Why thank you kind sir." Slike said and he could tell she was trying very hard not to laugh as he handed her the papers. Nodding to her boss, then him, she left walking over to Roz, her tail swaying happily behind her.
"Why did you make me do that?" Randall asked Waternoose.
"I didn't make you. You could have walked away any time you wanted." He replied.
"If I had left you would have fired me."
"All true, now go scare."
Closing his eyes, counting to ten, and taking a deep breath, Randall went to the scare floor to begin his days work.
Randall grinned to himself as the kid behind him still screamed bloody murder. He shut the door to the closet as the quitting bell rang and the doors were all returned. Fungus scurried away from him as quick as possible, Thrasher shortly followed. The two seemed to have made friends, seeing as they both had a lot in common; they were both assistants to ill- tempered reptiles. Randall gave one of his infamous smirks, as he saw Slike walking a short ways ahead of him. Getting an idea to get pay back for this morning, he sped up and passed her, using his tail to flip the things she was carrying out of her arms.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You should be more careful." He taunted turning around to look at her. She gave him a glare that clearly said if looks could kill you'd be ash by now. Randall went to leave again, and laughed when he heard her snarl in exasperation.
He had made it to the hall when a paper ball hit him squarely in the back of the head. Spinning around he saw Slike standing in front of him, a satisfied look on her face. His fronds lay back closer to his head than normal and he narrowed his eyes.
"Did you,"
"Yes, I did." She answered before he could finish. With that she slipped past him.
Randall muttered something about pay back before turning and heading toward Mr. Waternoose's office to ask him something. Cautiously he stared at the doorknob before opening it not wanting a reenactment of this morning to happen.
"Uh, Mr. Waternoose?" He asked opening the door slightly. His boss looked up from whatever he was doing and smiled warmly.
"What's on your mind Randall?" He greeted pointing to a chair across from him. Randall never really liked sitting, as it was very hard to do with his body structure so he just stood.
"Do you think it would be possible for me to get another door? One I have now is, well, loosing it's fear of me." He explained, slightly ashamed that a human wasn't afraid of him.
"Certainly, we need all the screams we can get and if a door isn't producing any you may certainly have another one." Swallowing, Randall nodded then turned to leave. "Oh, Randall, could you please take this to Slike, she left it in my office this morning and I haven't had a chance to give it to her." Waternoose held up the black jacket that Randall had seen her wear a few nights ago.
"Er," He wasn't really sure he wanted to do that.
"Its cold, and I know she walks home. A reptile like her, and your self, will freeze, so you best get a coat too." He tossed the coat at Randall and he caught it before leaving.
Randall looked at the coat holding it as far away from him as possible. He handed it off to his second pair of hands, keeping the top most pair free. He had no idea where Slike was so sighing, he asked the first monster he found, Wazowski.
"Hey Wazowski!" He called causing that stupid walking green pea to turn around. "You seen Slike?"
"Um, yeah, she was heading towards the locker rooms with Betty." Wazowski paused beginning to smirk. "Why do you want to know?"
"Waternoose needs me to ask her something." He lied starting to growl at what the olive had suggested.
"Oh."
Rolling his eyes, Randall headed back to the locker rooms. He stood, arms crossed, tapping his front bottom foot, waiting for Slike to come out. After about five minutes he got fed up. Then an evil grin appeared on his face and Randall vanished. The door to the women's locker room opened and closed without anyone visible, helping it. Slinking across the floor silently with all eight of his feet touching the ground he went to find Slike. He nearly yelped as Betty, a blue tall monster stepped on his tail.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She said waving cheerfully at Slike who looked as if she could have cared less.
"Yeah, whatever." She replied absentmindedly before returning to her locker. Randall stood up onto his back legs behind her. She obviously hadn't sensed his presence yet. Thinking this the perfect time to take out his revenge, he held the jacket just above her shoulders then let it drop lightly.
Slike whipped around panting slightly, he'd scared her that was one thing. Of course she couldn't see anyone. The jacket fell of her shoulder but she didn't seem to notice. She looked around her shutting her locker, but it opened.
"What the," She started closing it. Then a look of realization hit her as the door opened again. She shut it and as Randall reached out to open it again she caught his wrist in a vice grip. Where she had grabbed him his scales turned red and black. "Randall?"
"Who were you expecting? The Easter Bunny?" Randall asked pulling his arm away from her and crossing his two pairs of hands behind his back. She rolled each eye at a time, startling him slightly, that wasn't something normal. Slike brushed past him ready to get home. "Forgetting something?" He held her jacket out in front of him.
Slike turned around ready for him to say something insulting but instead she saw him holding her jacket. Her normally icy eyes, Randall noticed, changed a little. They weren't cold anymore but rather thankful and warm. But whatever it was was gone as quick as it had come.
"Thanks." She took her jacket put it on and left. Randall quickly left to get his own jacket before he was locked in the factory. He got outside and felt how cold it really was. Thankful for his home not being to far away, he set off at a brisk walk to get back to his warm apartment.