Hello everyone! It's time for another chapter! I hope you all enjoy it!
The gang read about Randall's first encounter with a haunted house.
Chapter 14: The Haunted House
Mike smirked as he held the toy spider in his hand. The prank he was going to pull was going to be hilarious. The toy spider was black and orange, held by a string. He looked over at Randall to see him drinking a cup of coffee. He smirked as he quietly went over to him and dangled the spider in his face. Randall jumped back screaming till he had jumped on top of Sulley, clinging on him. Sulley winced, not by how strong he was clinging onto him, which he was glad that Randall didn't have any claws that could sink into his skin, but by how heavy he was.
"Oof… Randall…" Sully started.
Randall's eyes were wide, his back hunched upward like a cat's, his fingers slightly digging into Sully's head, shoulders and back, he was pale and he was completely still. He just continued to stare at the toy spider in horror.
"What's wrong Randall? You're not afraid of an itty bitty spider are you?" Mike asked, holding the spider up.
Randall's eyes rolled to the back of his head and fell off into Sulley's arms.
"Mike, that wasn't funny," Sulley scowled. "You probably scared him to death!"
"Yes it was!" the Cyclops laughed.
"Randall, Randall," Sulley called, shaking the unconscious reptile.
"Oh…" Randall groaned.
His eyes fluttered and he looked up at Sulley.
"What happened?" he asked.
"You saw a toy spider and passed out."
"Please tell me you got rid of it. I hate spiders…" he moaned, covering his eyes.
Sulley motioned for Mike to get rid of the toy. Mike shrugged and dumped it in the newest trashcan.
"It's gone."
Randall moved his hands and climbed out of the Sulley's arms.
"Boggs!"
Everyone turned their heads to see Waternoose. The lizard monster made his way over there as his boss grabbed his arm and pulled him somewhere to where they were alone. The bell rang for lunch and everyone went into the cafeteria. Jerry had taken the book.
"Okay, Chapter 14: The Haunted House. So after the whole child service thing, I had decided to work on my scaring. I guess you can call me a little over prepared, but I wanted to make sure that I knew what I was doing. Cheyenne was sitting at my computer desk. She was looking something on my computer. I was invisible, sneaking up behind her. She was wearing a gray tank-top and jeans, her hair in a pony-tail. I walked up behind her, grinning. I was finally going to scare her! She quickly turned around and roared at me, causing me to unblend, scream and fall back.
"You are pitiful." She replied, standing above me.
"How'd you know I was trying to scare you?" I asked as she helped me up.
"Scaring Tip 101 Randy; move all articles of clothing or glasses before scaring or be sure that you'll be revealed. It's common since Ran."
"Oh…" I felt so stupid. I should've known that. How come every time around her I forget the most basic scaring routines? I pulled my glasses off and put them back on. She smirked and batted my fronds.
"Don't sweat it. You'll get it. You need to practice more. Now show me blue with clouds."
I blended and held my arms out.
"Randy, that's blue with stars, I want blue with clouds." She told me.
I looked at myself to see that she was right. I had stars instead of clouds. I blended again to make sure that I had the right one.
"That's better. Now roar."
"Rawr!"
"Louder!" She told me.
She was like my scaring coach, I guess you can say. She's been making sure that if I want to be a good scarer that I have to train. The only reason why she knows so much about scaring is that her dad is a scarer and man is he lucky!
"Rawr!"
"Louder!"
"RAWR!"
"LOUDER!" she shouted at me.
"RAAAWWWRRR!" I exclaimed, only to start coughing and fall on my back.
"Terrible," she scowled. "Your stance was sloppy, your mouth wasn't wide enough, you can't blend properly and you can't roar without coughing. We have a lot of work to do."
I sighed. She was right. I'm terrible! Why can't I do anything right? If this was my best scaring then did I deserve to be a scarer?
"Come on get up. You're going to need to practice those faces again."
I nodded and stood up. She stood in front of me, a mirror in her hand faced towards me as she told me which faces to make. I did each one liked she asked. Only to do them all wrong. She slapped her forehead when we were done.
"Ran, we have a lot of work to do. You can't just cause fear; you have to be fear you have to know what fear feels like. We're going to make sure that you get so scared that you'll wet yourself, got that?" she told me.
I do that enough at night! And plus I'm scared like 24/7.
"Yes Chey, I understand."
"Good. Now I want you to meet me and Funk at this address. Bruno and band of morons will be too. We're going to prove to them that we are not cowards, except for you. I want you to be as terrified as possible. Fear is a thought and we want that thought to be turned into reality, you got that?"
I nodded again.
"Okay, now be there at this five sharp. If your parents asked, tell them you're coming to see me and Fungus and staying with Fungus."
I knew she meant some of it to be a lie, but I saw it as the truth. I would be seeing them and I would be staying with Fungus… along with her in a haunted house, full of ghosts waiting to scare us to death. I'm going to be scarred for life. I know it. She told me bye and walked out, leaving me alone to work on my scaring. I went over to the bathroom, making faces in the mirror. She was right. She almost always is.
"Rawr," I growled.
I sighed and my shoulders slumped. I didn't look frightening at all. I was too light in color, my glasses didn't give me that scary look and deep down I knew that I was too much of a pansy. I walked downstairs and sat at the kitchen table, prompting my head up with my hands. Cheryal was in the kitchen, cooking dinner.
"Something wrong baby?" she asked.
"Am I scary?" I asked.
"Scary?" she echoed, looking at me.
I nodded. I knew she and Emilia wanted me to be something other than a scarer. So I told them that I would be a scream technician. I was good at mechanics and I was interested in scream technology. So if being a scarer didn't work out I still had that to fall back on.
"Sweetie, you're not scary, you're just plumbed adorable," she cooed, pinching my cheek.
I sighed. That wasn't the answer I wanted to hear. My shoulders slumped. Is that all I'm going to be? This adorable nerd to my parents? A geek that others look forward to beating? Was I going to own up to anything? I doubt that I was. I looked at the clock to see that I had an hour to meet Cheyenne and Fungus.
"Mom, will it be okay if I spend the night with Fungus tonight? I promise that I'll call you before I go to bed. Please?" I asked.
"Well it's not a school night, so I guess it'll be okay. Does Fungus have his parent's permission?"
"They said yes, but I needed your permission first."
"Well you still have to check with Emilia. I'm not the only one that makes the decisions around here. She should be home soon. Ask her then."
As soon as that was said the door opened and Emilia walked in.
"Is that dinner I smell? And where's my hug at?" she asked.
I got out of my chair, went up to her and hugged her.
"That's better. Now where's the delicious food at?"
I giggled slightly as she guided me into the kitchen. Dinner was always started around 4:10 or 4: 15 and it always ended around 4:30 or somewhere around that time. I sat in my chair waiting for my food. Family dinner was important to Emilia and Cheryal. It was the time of day that we get to talk about our day and when all three of us can be together. I was looking at Emilia who was busy talking to Cheryal and tasting her cooking.
"Emilia, I believe our son has something that he wants to tell you." Cheryal replied.
"Oh?" Emilia asked, looking at me.
"Can I stay at Fungus's tonight? I promise I'll call before I go to bed."
Emilia looked at Cheryal. I knew that if one of them didn't agree then I couldn't go. I've only seen them fight a few times, and each of them was not pretty. But a few bad arguments never seemed to get in between them.
"I told him it would be okay, but he would also have to have your permission." Cheryal told her.
"Well since it's not a school night, I guess you can go."
"Alright!" I cheered.
"Only if your finish your vegetables."
Aw man… I hated vegetables! I was going to have to choke it down if I wanted to meet up with Cheyenne and Fungus at that haunted house. Cheryal had sat my plate in front of me. I knew I couldn't eat before we all sat down and Cheryal was still up. The moment she sat down, I started eating, choking down those vegetables first.
"Randall, slow down before you choke," Emilia told me.
"But I want to get to Fungus soon!"
"You'll have plenty of time to get to Fungus'. Now slow down before you get sick. This is the first time that you actually eaten. Just be careful."
I nodded and continued eating. When I was finished I grabbed my stuff and ran out.
"Bye moms!" I called running out.
I ran over to the address that Cheyenne gave me and managed to arrive a minute to five. Right on time! Cheyenne had her stuff as did Fungus. Cheyenne was shooting a video over her video camera. Apparently to make a documentary.
"So you wimps decided to come," Bruno sneered as he walked up.
"We're not afraid of the stupid ghosts."
"Ghosts?" I echoed.
"Scared Boggs?" Bruno asked.
"N-no," I replied, shaking.
Cheyenne grabbed my hand and pulled me in. I whimpered. I looked at back at Bruno to see him watching us go in.
"Remember Wags, you have to stay in there the whole night."
Oh no. Okay, I'm scared. Do you know what's in haunted houses other than ghosts? Spiders! Evil scary beasts! Urg… I can't stand being around them. I looked at Cheyenne to see that she was recording everything.
"Here we are in the haunted Morris House. Where the spirit of old man Morris still is roaming, seeking vengeance for the monster that killed him. With my sidekicks Randy and Fungus we are going to prove that the ghost of Morris is either real of fake. We shall spend an entire night here." She narrated, camera going from her to me and Fungus and back to her.
I'm going to die of fright. I know it. I'm not the bravest monster in the world; I'll admit that any day. Every time I get scared or nervous I blend. So I do that a lot, even during class. I'm pitiful. I know. I heard a loud clang and I screamed, blending.
"Randy, chillax. You need some confidence in yourself. Think like me. I'm not afraid of almost anything. Except snakes. I can't stand them!" She told me.
"I'm afraid of confidence," I whimpered, slowly unblending.
"I'm scared too Ran, but if it's to prove those butt faces that we can do this, then I'm willing to do it!" Fungus told me.
I started fading again. They groaned at my reaction. I can't help it! I'm probably the biggest wimp in the monster world.
"And here we see my frightened assistant hiding. Again."
Does she have to narrate this? I'm already the laughing stock of the school!
"Look at the amazing frame work. This must be date back to the 1800s!" Fungus exclaimed, examining a desk. "Randy, come look at this!"
I slowly unblended and cautiously made my way over to him. The desk work was pretty interesting. I slowly opened one of the draws and a rat popped out, causing me to, again, scream, camouflage and hid behind Fungus. That rat came out of nowhere!
"Ooooo…."
I clinged onto Fungus, whimpering.
"Ghosts aren't real, ghosts aren't real, ghosts aren't real," I repeated to myself.
"That came from upstairs!" Cheyenne replied, running up the stairs. "Let's go boys!"
I unblended and Fungus pulled me upstairs. Several hours of ghost hunting and me near a nervous breakdown, we had settled in his room, which even made me more nervous and not only did I camouflage in fear, but I started hiccupping too. Cheyenne was still recording and narrating about the events that happened and is happening now. Fungus had brought a book and was reading. I was watching him and then grabbed Teddy.
"Isn't this great, guys? Just 12 more hours and we can prove those idiots that we are not misfits and no one would call us nobodies again!" She declared.
"I like being a nobody," I replied to myself.
"I think it's time for you to go to bed Ran. We'll wake you if anything happens." Cheyenne told me.
"Don't even think about it!" I replied, and pulled the blanket over my head.
After I called Emilia and Cheryal I went to sleep. I don't know how long slept but I felt someone shake me. I yawned and lifted my head up, rubbing my eyes. I put my glasses on to see Cheyenne over me.
"Ran, did you hear that?" she asked.
"Hear what?" I yawned. "What time is it?"
"Four in the morning."
"What? Mommy Cheryal and Emilia would never let me up this late!"
Suddenly a groaning sound emitted through the house and I hugged her, scared.
"What was that?"
"A ghost."
I whimpered. This has to be worse than anything in those scary movies. I've been in a haunted house once, and it was fake, but it was still scary! The groan emitted again and I clinged onto her. They had to drag me into this. Me of all monsters. Suddenly the door flew open and cloaked figure appeared in the door. We screamed. Apparently our screams woke Fungus up, who also saw the figure and screamed with us.
The figure started laughing. Not an evil laugh, but more like amusement. We stopped screaming and looked at the figure. Okay, I wasn't looking; I had my face buried in Cheyenne's stomach. She had recognized the laugh.
"Bruno! You creep!" she snapped.
She pushed me off and attacked the Bruno, choking him.
"That wasn't funny!"
"Y-y-yes it was!" he laughed. "You losers fell for it!"
Cheyenne growled. She kept her grip on his cloak and shoved him against the wall.
"Congratulations jerk. You get to stay with us for the rest of the night!"
"The hell I ain't." he sneered. "You freaks are on your own."
I watched as they continued fighting. I was already in tears. What could get worst? The fact that I would never get any piece in my life or that Bruno and his goons won't stop tormenting me? I wiped my tears and leaned against Fungus who was also watching them fight. I didn't even bother opening my mouth so that they could tell me to shut up and that what I said wasn't important.
"Okay! Okay! You win! Just let me go!" Bruno snapped.
She released him and crossed her arms. He scowled as he rubbed his arm, that she had bended back to hold him still while they fight. He looked over at me and growled. I whimpered, fading immediately.
"You're friend's a coward." He remarked.
"Lay off of him! He's only a kid." She defended.
"Still a coward," He muttered, and went over to the farthest corner.
I laid there, hoping that no one would hurt me as I tried to fall asleep. Everyone had fallen asleep, except for me. I always had trouble going back to sleep. Suddenly I saw a face in front of me and I screamed, waking everyone up.
"Randy, what's wrong?" Cheyenne asked.
"I saw a face!" I replied.
"D-d-d-did it hurt you?" Fungus asked.
I shook my head, but I was still shaking.
"I-I-I-I want to go home! I don't care about the stupid bet! I want my mom!"
"Ha! If he leaves then I win the bet!" Bruno exclaimed.
She glared at him and turned her attention back to me. She pulled me into a hug, trying to calm me down before I broke down into tears.
"Hey, calm down. It's going to be okay. Just try to get through it for two more hours and I'll take you home. I promise."
I looked at her with my wide, childish eyes.
"Really?"
"Would I lie to you?" she asked.
I started to open my mouth but she interrupted me.
"Don't answer that."
I shut my mouth. Make it through two hours. I don't think I could've made it. She smiled gently at me and wiped a falling tear away from my cheek. After two hours of creaks, groans and other creepy sounds, we had made it through the night, while I had gotten no sleep other than those few hours. I was twitching slightly. From nervousness, anxiety and the lack of sleep. Cheyenne and Fungus dropped me off at home, making sure that I could get in before I was left outside for a few hours till Emilia and Cheryal wake up. We said our good-byes and I walked in. I vowed to myself to never go into a haunted house ever again or else I'll have more to add to my list of fear."
Jerry shuddered slightly.
"I wouldn't blame him for being traumatized after that. What kid wouldn't? To spend a whole night in a haunted house and be scared senseless?"
"Plus with a bully that enjoyed tormenting you." George added.
The bell rang and they went back to work.
I agree with Randall. I hate Haunted House. That's why you'll never see me in one during Halloween. What other things will the Monsters Inc. crew discovered? Stay tune!
