WARNING! WARNING! THIS CHAPTER INVOLVES KIDNAPPING OF CHILDREN AND MENTIONS SEXUAL ASSAULT OF A CHILD! READ AT OWN RISK!

The gang learns about a horrible event in Randall and Fungus' childhood. They aren't sure how to process it...


Chapter 8: The Assault

Ranft had taken the book, turning to the next chapter.

"I got this one, Chapter 8, the Assault.

When I was nine, Fungus had promised me a day out for some video games. Now normally on my summer vacations I would be in my room working on some mechanical projects. It was the last day of school and just as the bell rang everyone ran out.

"All right!" Cheyenne cheered. "No more Homework, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks!"

She had picked me up and placed me on her shoulders. I couldn't help but laugh as she marched around. She was singing a song that she had come up for us. Since we've met, she had chosen to hang out with us, us! Of all the monsters in the world! I rested my head on hers, listening to her sing. It was so beautiful. So passionate. I couldn't sing a note and listening to her sing always broke my heart.

"Don't fall asleep yet Ran! We still have a lot of fun to do!" She laughed.

She sat me down and took my hand into her paw. Fungus winked at me and I flattened my fronds in embarrassment. She dragged us to the Arcade. I've never been to it, but from what Fungus told me, it was lots of fun. She stopped us as we were half way there.

"Excuse me boys, but I gotta go to the girls room." She told us.

I was balancing myself on the curb. I noticed something in a store window and ran over to it. My jaw dropped.

"Oh my god! They have it!" I exclaimed, excitedly.

"Have what?" Fungus asked as he walked up next to me.

"What do you think? The scream-maker 3000! Oh what I would to take that baby apart and put it back together!" I replied.

The Scream-Maker 3000 was a shaped like a coffee-maker, but made like a mini scream when you scare a toy human in it and it records how good your scares were. I've been collecting money from my birthdays, holidays and whatever I could in the furniture to save up for it.

"Isn't it beautiful?" I asked him.

"You my friend, are a Grade-A geek, you know that right."

"I don't care! Fungus you don't know how long I've hidden what my true career choice was! I want to be a scarer! I don't want to be anything else!" I told him, staring at the toy. "This could change my life…"

"Randall, you're a reptile. The odds are a million to one for you to get a job at a scare factory. You know that. How many times have you calculated that problem in your head?"

"4 million, 5 hundred 67, and 9 times." I replied casually.

"Gees! How do you know all that?" he asked.

"I'm supposed to be a prodigy, remember?"

"Right." He muttered.

Sudden I heard a sound that was all too familiar. The ice cream truck melody. My fronds raised and I turned my head. I tucked on Fungus's arm.

"Fungus… ya hear that?"

"How could I not? It's the ice cream truck! Randall, it's time for me to get you that ice cream cone I promised you!" He told me taking my hand and pulling me over to the truck.

My eyes widen in excitement. I never had a chance to eat ice cream. Emilia and Cheryal never let me had any because I was too sickly and it could worsen my immune system. And yes ya heard me right. See I'm a sickly kid with a lot of health issues. Pneumonia was the worst that I gotten, almost killed me.

"You ready Ran?"

I nodded, to excited to speak. The ice cream monster opened his window and smiled down at us. He was a tall monster, almost as tall as Emilia, with mean looking brown eyes and dark brown furn. He smiled down at us.

"What can I do for you kids today?" He asked.

"Two drumsticks please." Fungus requested.

The monster handed us the ice cream. At the time I felt someone watching me and I looked up to see the monster looking at me, like he was admiring me. I felt a little creeped out and hide behind Fungus. He was just watching me and I felt worried. Something in my gut told me not to trust him.

"Fungus…" I whimpered.

"How would you kids like a tour of my ice cream truck?" he asked.

"Fungus I don't want too…" I whimpered.

"Are you crazy Ran? Haven't you ever wanted to see inside and ice cream truck?"

I shook my head. I had a really bad feeling and I didn't trust this guy. I knew what was out in the world. The dangers, the wrong doings, and I knew this was going to be one of them. Fungus had pulled me into the truck, I tried to pull away, but Fungus was too strong. I hate being too weak not fight back. He pulled me in and started looking around.

"Fungus…" I whimpered.

"Um… where's all ice cream at?" He asked the monster.

When he turned around the monster was shutting the door. I ran over and banged on the door.

"Let us out! Let us out! Let us out!" I demanded, banging on the door.

Fungus was doing the same. I knew it! I knew we shouldn't have done this! I heard the motor start and I sunk to the ground, crying. It was too late. Fungus was sitting next to me.

"This is all your fault!" I yelled at him. "You had to go in and drag me with you and now we're stuck in here! It's all your fault! I told you we shouldn't do it and you didn't listen! You're supposed to be the oldest! The responsible one and you failed! I hate you!"

I went over to the farthest side of the van and hugged my body. It was getting cold. I sneezed. Stupid Fungus. Getting us kidnapped. I wasn't happy with him. I sneezed again. Great I was getting sick again and it was all his fault. I reached to fix my hat and I didn't feel it. I started freaking out and searched around for it. It was gone! I tackled him.

"You made me lose my hat!" I snarled.

"I-I-I-I…." he stuttered.

I slammed him against the wall. I wasn't happy with him. I lost my hat, I wasn't going to see my parents or Teddy and I may never get home again. I growled and let him go. I didn't have the strength to beat him up, let along stand. I fell over and curled into a ball to warm up. I sneezed.

"I-I-I'm sorry Randall. Y-y-you're right… a-and now thank t-to me… you're get s-sick. I'm sorry." He apologized.

He pulled me close and tried to warm me up. I sneezed again. I ended up falling asleep. I remember waking up with Fungus carrying me in to whatever we were heading. I whimpered as I held onto him, too sick to make a comment. The monster had dragged us into a warehouse I later learned. He had thrown us in the basement and stood in front of the door, blocking our way out.

"Wh-wh-what do y-you want w-with us?" Fungus asked.

"I have my reasons, but it's your little friend I want."

"R-R-Randall? H-h-he's only a little kid!" Fungus exclaimed, pulling me tighter, trying to protect me from whatever the monster had in mind.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him. As long as you do as I say and when I say it. Got it?" the monster growled.

Fungus nodded.

"S-s-sir? R-R-Randall's a-a-a very s-s-sickly child…"

As if on cue I started coughing roughly, my body shaking and heaving with each cough. Fungus had pulled me close, rubbing my back to comfort me.

"Great, this will be perfect." He replied walking over to us. He gently took my back frond, stroking it. I whimpered and pushed myself closer to Fungus. I felt so cold. He gently grabbed my face, having me look up at him. "I'll see you tonight beautiful."

The night was torture to me. He had me sitting in his bed. I was frightened, shaking and extremely sick. He went over to me and started massaging my shoulders. I whimpered and shuddered at his touch. He lowered his paws down to my incredibly thin waist. I tried to pull away but he held me close, kissing down my neck… what happened next is too horrible to describe but I'll cut to the chase. He sexually assaulted me. I felt broken, ashamed and filthy.

It was the worst thing anyone should go through. I would've never wished this on anyone, even my own worst enemies. I was taken back to the basement with Fungus. The moment he dropped me, I ran straight to Fungus and clinged onto him for dear life. I sat there crying. Fungus hugged me and rocked me. There was no way I was going to sleep, not without Teddy, I couldn't.

"It's going to be okay Randall, I promise," He told me.

I knew it wasn't going to be true. It wasn't going to be okay, and we were stuck until we could find a way out…"

Everyone looked pale and horrible. They couldn't believe that Randall went through that, no wonder he didn't like people or being touched or touched anyone. It was sickening on how someone could do that to a child.

"I feel horrible now…" Claws answered. "All those jokes and comments we've done behind his back…"

"We shouldn't be worth to stand next to him," Bile agreed.

Mike didn't know what to say. He felt his stomach curl as he looked at the book. He thought he was just a jerk and now… he couldn't look at Randall the same anymore. Mike realized that they were going to have to see him tomorrow and it was going to be hard not to look at him any differently. It was going to be hard for everyone.


Poor Randall. This is part of my headcanon.

No, I do not condone sexual acts on a child. This is to give Randall some past trauma and help build who he (to me) is today.

Thank you for reading and please comment! I'd love to read your thoughts!