I'm update mad!

Anyway. Thought I'd post something of Ran's on for everyone to keep you all occupied.

Anyway. Last chapter led into Randolph's photo shoot and award for another month as Employee of the Month. Give insight onto a reporter's "interest" in a reptilian high-paid worker. Also a small talk between Waternoose and Randall.

Chapter 10 A Snap Shot

The next day finally started. Today was the day that the company would get visited by reporters and media groups that wished to witness the companies various functions. Although this one, they wished to follow M.I.'s Top Scarer, as he would be getting his Employee of the Month award and photo shoot.

Randall had asked Orion if he could skip practice this day so he could got with Randolph. Although Randall wasn't permitted to the same access as Randolph, he was allowed in to most areas, being a trained scarer.

"Ok....stay cool, just remember......its only a lens.....its only a lens....." Randolph chanted as their car was coming to the company. Randall remained joyice throughout the whole day. Although he entered the company's walls when he was fully trained with Randolph and Jack, he hadn't explored the area fully. To Randall, visiting the company was different than entering it as an employee.

Randolph was still chanting as he parked . Randall smiled before setting a hand on his brother's right shoulder. "Hey, hey, hey.......calm down.....were not even in the building yet.............you can panic when were inside...." Randall said, opening the door and getting out. He held the rim of the door and looked at Randolph, Randall's tail moving back and forth swiftly.

"Come on....." Randall said. Randolph didn't move. Randall could tell that his brother was slightly worried about this, but he knew one way to get him up and going.

"............Paparazzi!!!" he yelled.

Randolph jumped out of the car and grabbed Randall's left arm and ran to the M.I. entrance as fast as his four feet would let him.

"They gone!?" Randolph asked, looking back from the wall he was perched against. "Yeah...." Randall said, smirking as he looked at the golden symbol on the Monsters Inc. door, his reflection on it. "Phew..." Randolph heaved out, soothing back his fronds and getting back on his feet.

"Ok.....umm....Randall here....". Randall looked back to see his brother's bottom left arm extended, a card with a clip held out. Randall took it and looked over its components.

It had his picture on it with his name:

RANDALL BOGGS

RANK: TRAINED SCARER

It also had a few other things that Randall didn't care to look at.

"What is it?" he asked. Randolph straightened as he got something out of his own coat, which was light dark blue and white that led down to his stomach. As Randall waited for an answered, he looked to see his brother's scales were practically reflecting the sun rays.

"Its a visitor's card I had ordered in for today.....don't want anybody thinking your not trained and things like that....thinking ahead you know...." Randolph answered, finding what he wanted in a pocket and leaving it there. "Oh....thanks...." Randall smiled, placing it in the pocket of his light blue jacket that had a collar on the sides near Randall's neck, it also had lighter ends on the sleeves. It went to his stomach, like Randolph's, and was one of his most liked jackets.

"Just so nobody keeps asking me who I am huh?" Randall chuckled. Randall stopped. Randolph was still looking around the area for anybody. He could tell that he was nervous, something uncommon.

"You ok?" Randall asked. Randolph stopped and looked at him. "I'm.....just worried they are going to get too personal with questions you know...." Randolph said. Randall crossed his arms and raised his eyelid slightly like a brow.

"So......just don't answer..." he started. "There's only going to be a few reporters, maybe a media group, so its not for worrying.....just answer a few questions....look pretty and just.....be calm" Randall said. He thought for a moment, thinking he wasn't the one to tell others to calm down.

"Yeah....I guess your right Randall......I'm being idiotic here....." Randolph said, letting Randall's small speech sink in. "This should be easy.....I shouldn't worry..." he added, placing a hand on the gold bar to open the door.

"Right....piece of cake...." Randall said as they stepped in.

".....Why don't you choke on that cake?" Randolph said.

In the main hallway, about forty reporters and three media groups were waiting, the room nearly packed to its full capacity. "There he is!" one called. On cue, all of them turned to head to the door.

Randall wasn't amazed at the main hall, as he'd seen it before. But he was shocked in the same way Randolph was worried that would be in their "Over 20 Questions" interview. Randolph was standing his ground but was still hesitated. The group crowed around him, leaving Randall to see the sight at the side, a thankful look on his face.

"Is it true that you are prepared to break the Scare Record held by Fangs McDonald?"

"Do you plan to retire anytime soon?"

"A rumor says you use enhancement drugs at work, any comment on that?"

"Will you be wanting more reptilian workers in the future? Less?"

"Were you hired by Henry J. Waternoose by skill and reputation or by the law?"

The last two questions were missed by Randall, but he did catch Fangs' name in one and C.D.A in the other. Randolph would have fallen outside if it weren't for the door's un-ability to that way. Randall looked over to try and spot Randolph, but all he could see was an eye and a few scales. It wasn't until this that one of the reporters spotted him.

"Who's that? He doesn't work here.....does he?" he asked. The rest of them looked over. "Is that Randolph Boggs?" one asked. Before Randall could answer, one of the crowd had and the group had come over to him.

Randolph got back onto his four feet again, thankful for the space. He looked over, rubbing his eyes at first, seeing flashes in the group of monsters. "(Randall's eyes are gonna hate that!)" Randolph thought, heading over.

Randall was being bombarded in the same manner, but his eyes were not accustume to flashes at such a close range. "Listen! I'm not...." he started, but stopped as a flash hit his eyes. He covered them both as they continued. Randolph's hand touched his right side scales, when he knew it was him, Randall grabbed it with his bottom hands. Randolph pulled him out of the crowd and, like outside, took off in the direction of the floor. He didn't stop, but knew the crowd would soon follow.

He turned back from looking to see if the crowd was following, then instantly slammed on the brakes. Randall hit his front body into Randolph's back, but didn't knock him over.

Waternoose was right in front of them.

"Ahhh....." Randall said, rubbing his eyes with water from a water fountain installed in one of the halls near Floor F. Waternoose had dispersed the crowd of photographers and media so their attention went to other employees. Randolph was left alone with Waternoose near the dispatch office, nobody currently inside it or ear-range in the floor.

"Well my boy....seems like you've got your work cut out for you...." Waternoose said, looking at Randall sternly. Randolph had his back against the office and Waternoose was in front of him.

"Yeah well....thanks to Randall I got out......but he'll have sore eyes for a while now....why do they use flashes anyway?" Randolph said. "Well...." his boss started. "I know...." Randolph said.

"Well....you'll get your award during shift to please the crowd so....look sharp...." Waternoose said, heading out. "If I do not see you later.....expect a call from me..." he added before heading into the hall Randall was in.

He stopped when he noticed Randall, who was washing his eyes. "Well....glad you could come Randall...." Waternoose said. Randall looked up at him, a face filled with drops of water. He dried them off quickly before speaking.

"Umm....my brother needed....backup sir..." he said. Waternoose laughed. "Your calling me sir now are you?". "Well...of course....we did in training....sir..." Randall said.

"Oh yes....I had forgotten to thank you for upgrading some of the training efficiency" Waternoose said. "Heh....wasn't that hard...I only made a few contributions...." Randall said, feeling rather proud he did something for a place he doesn't even work for yet.

"A slight contribution to a place this important cannot be overlooked...." Waternoose said. Randall grinned. He started to head off, but Randall remembered to ask something.

"Umm....Mr. Waternoose...." he started. "Yes?" Waternoose asked, looking back. Randall bit his lip slightly before saying it. "Umm sir....I wanted to ask....why is it that I'm being...well...not being allowed a position in the factory....." Randall asked, although he knew one answer already. Waternoose thought for a second, though Randall questioned if he needed to.

"Well....we're currently at a full capacity of employees at the moment...none of them seem to want to retire or quit anytime soon..." he said.

Randall looked down for a second, thinking. "But.....I'm a shoe-in right?" he asked. Waternoose grinned. "Of course..." he said, looking into the floor, as did Randall. Randolph was being photographed by a renegade photographer that had arrived late.

"As talented as your brother is...having you do it nearly the same as him...well...enough said..." Waternoose said. Randall looked back. "I don't think I can be my brother......match him perhaps but...." Randall said. Waternoose looked back at Randall.

"As soon as an opening comes up, I'll let Roz settle you in...." he ended. "Uh yeah...well..." Randall started. "Reminding me...how good are you with ma...." Waternoose started.

"Randall...."

They turned back into the hall, Randolph standing near the end. He nudged his head over, making Randall come over to him. "Hope to hear your call!" he said. Waternoose gave a quick wave before heading off.

He stepped right in front of his brother, watching his future boss head off. He looked back. Randolph had both sets of his arms crossed, padding both of his right feet on the floor, a stern and fatherly look on his face.

"What?" Randall asked, spreading his arms in a shrug fashion. "I was just waiting for you to tell me..." he started, placing hands on his sides and hips. ".....What you two were talking about". Randolph eyed him for and answer.

"I was just asking why I wasn't able to join in.....he told me they were full....." Randall said. Randolph crossed his arms again, a stern look. "That all?" he asked. Randall eyed him. "Yeah....". After a moment, Randolph gave a deep sigh accompanied by his arms dropping to his sides.

"Well good.....I thought he was talking about something else....." he said, looking back into the floor. "Well anyway.....lets get to the locker room....." Randolph said, heading past Randall. "Want you face on a magazine?". Randall's suspicious face switched.

"Would I!"

The next chapter takes place in the locker room and is short. But Jack comes in, and with a few editing, you might learn a few things he, Randolph, and Randall have gone through in the past.