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The gang reads about Randall in his school's Talent Show.


Chapter 15: Talent Show

Randall sighed as he looked at the post cards his parents sent them on their second honey moon. He was glad that they were getting some time to catch up and enjoy each other's company. He missed them deeply but knew that they couldn't be around him too long. Even though they dedicated their lives to him, he still wanted to give them that time alone. He smiled when he saw how happy they look in the pictures, saying how much they miss him and can't way to be home.

"I miss you too moms." He told himself.

He started thinking about his book and what happened to it. He only hoped that no one has read it. Back at Sulley's and Mike apartment, everyone had gathered around to listen to the next chapter. Augustus 'Spike' Jones had taken the book.

"Chapter 15: The Talent Show. I was more jittery and nervous than ever before. Why? The annual talent show. I wasn't looking forward to it, but Cheyenne wanted us to do it since she was going to be singing in the talent show. How could she not? Her voice is amazing!

"Okay Randy, you ready for this?" Cheyenne asked me.

"No," I whimpered.

I was going to do a magic act. I know more geek stuff. I was okay at it, but I wasn't fantastic. She had set up my kit in my room and brought Fungus's pet rabbit Sparky over. He was going to be used in my hat and disappearing act. I had on the top hat and cape.

"Come on Ran, you need some self-confidence! Just focus on someone you know. Someone who makes you feels so good about yourself that you know you can do it." She replied.

I nodded. I could do that.

"O-okay," I replied quietly.

I had taken a hold of Sparky and sat him on the small desk. I placed a small blanket over him and waved the wand over him.

"Bunicist, Disappearist!"

I pulled the blanket off to see that he was still there.

"Aw…" I whined. "It didn't work."

"Hmm…" she mused. "Well I'm no magician so I can't help you."

"Why do I have do my magic act again?"

"Because you look handsome in a suit." She replied. "Now I should go. This voice doesn't warm up from talking. See you later."

She walked out singing.

"Don't tell me to live my life…"

I smiled slightly as she left the room. I grabbed Sparky and went downstairs. I never had any pets, but I didn't like them anyway because they didn't like me. Sparky was an exception because he was fluffy white bunny and never bit me. I sat the rabbit back in his cage. Fungus couldn't come over to get him because he had to go to the dentist. So his older sister was coming to get him. There was a knock on the door and I opened it.

"H-h-hi Melissa…"

"Hey Randy, is Sparky ready?" she asked, walking in.

Melissa looked almost like Fungus, except she was blue, not red and didn't have glasses and she was girl. She went over to Sparky's caged and picked it up.

"So did you do your magic thing with him?" She asked.

"It didn't work."

"Oh, sorry to hear that." She replied. "You planning on doing anything else while you're in the talent show?"

"No. I don't have any talents."

"Sure you do. You got that blending ability."

"But I can't control it." I replied a little sad like.

It was true. How am I supposed to do anything if I couldn't be able to show myself long enough?

"Oh, right. Well you'll figure out something. See you later." She replied.

"Bye," I muttered.

I shut the door and went to the backyard, seeing Emilia work on her garden. I went over to her, watching her. I stood there for a while, trying to decide if I should let her know that I was next to her. I was always like that too scared and nervous to let myself be seen. I managed to get enough courage to tap her shoulder.

"M-mom?" I squeaked.

She turned around to look at me.

"Yes sweetie?" she asked.

"D-d-do I have a-any talent?"

"Talent? Sweetheart you're the most talented monster I know!" She smiled.

"Like what?"

"You have your special blending talents, you can memorized any word and science facts, you have the most amazing mechanical skills, and being adorable counts too,"

She had grabbed my cheeks, cooing at me. That didn't make me feel any better. I didn't even sign up for this stupid talent show; Cheyenne did for me to help me boost up my confidence. If confidence was based on a scale from 1 to 10, I would be a negative 8 maybe less. So the supposed "talent" that Emilia had for me, that wouldn't work. Magic was a bust. Juggling? That's a laugh. I suck at that too. I couldn't draw, I had no talent.

"Thanks mom…" I sighed.

She knew that something was wrong and pulled me over to the chairs and table that was outside. She picked me up and sat me on her knee.

"Now Randall, why are asking me this? Is this because of the talent show?"

I nodded.

"Randy, you're going to do great. Me and Cheryal will be in the front row cheering you on. You know we would. So what are you planning on doing?"

"That dumb magic kit I have… but I don't want to do the talent show. I don't have any talents."

"Now Randall, you know we don't allow words like dumb and stupid and all those mean and bad words in this house. Honey you do have a talent. Everyone has a talent. Just try it. I know you can do it. Have some faith in yourself."

I sighed. Faith? Okay I'll have faith that I'll fail and be humiliated up till I go to college and possibly ruin a new life for me there too. See? No confidence.

"I'll try mommy. Thanks for the talk."

I got off her lap and started to go inside.

"I'm always here if you need me." She replied.

I nodded and shut the door behind me. What was I going to do? I had collapsed on the couch, groaning to myself. Look like I was going to have to do that stupid magic act. Yay for failure. Sometimes I wished I had a sibling, maybe an older one to protect me from bullies or hang out with and talk too. But Emilia and Cheryal didn't have the time to foster or adopt another child so I was on my own. I went back to my room looking at the magic book. I needed something that was so simple that I knew that I could do it. Let's see… rings… no. Last time I did those I got trapped in those. Don't come and find me and ask because I won't tell you. I went through the book for an hour trying to figure out what simple trick I could do. I had how long for my time on the show? I don't know and I don't think I would.

"What am I going to do?" I asked myself.

Over the course of the weeks I had gotten better at some of the magic tricks but I still had trouble with the rings. I still don't know how, but I got trapped with them around my body, arms stuck inside as well. How embarrassing! I'm twelve and I still can't get this stupid stuff down!

"Help!" I called.

My door opened to reveal my uncle Rhoul. One look at me and he started laughing.

"What happened to you kid?" he asked.

"Just help me!" I snapped at him.

"Okay, okay, no need to get snappy." He told me as he went over to me and grabbed my lotion rubbed over my scales and around the rings. "Maybe your grand finale you could do a great escape act and worm your way out of this rings."

"Not funny," I replied.

When I got out, I immediately wiped the lotion off of me. I can't stand lotion. A small amount then I could handle it, but a large amount? Forget it.

"I have to go. The talent show is going to be on soon so I have to go. You'll be there with Emilia and Cheryal too right?" I asked him, giving him the pleading look that works so well on my parents and him.

"Okay I will. Just stop giving me that look."

I nodded and grabbed my magic kit, running out.

"Bye moms, bye Uncle Rhoul! I'll see later! I'm going to the school!"

I opened the door and started to run out. When I arrived at the school, I went straight to the band room where the kids in the talent show were told to be at. Even Spencer and Bruno where there, I don't why, but whatever talent they have I didn't want to know. Cheyenne was there working on her song that she had created on her own. She had specifically made sure that she was alone. She didn't want anyone to know what her song was. I felt a hand on the back of my head shove me to the ground.

"So Randork, what geek experiment are you planning on doing?" Bruno asked.

"N-nothing…" I whimpered, almost fading instantly.

"Aw, wittle baby Boggs scared?" He sneered.

I didn't answer him. I couldn't. He had grabbed a hold of my fronds, using them as a yo-yo string to have my head smash into his fist, causing me to change colors. I gasped and whimpered in pain.

Suddenly a hand grabbed me by my arm and pulled me out of Bruno's grasp and pushed me to the side.

"Don't you dare touch him," a female voice growled.

I grabbed my glasses which had fallen off and placed them back on my face. I looked up to see Cheyenne growling at him.

"Who are you? His body guard?" Bruno sneered.

She grabbed his fur, pulling him to where their faces were inches apart.

"No, I'm your worst nightmare. And if you dare lay a claw on him, I'll make sure you suffer till the day we graduate," she vowed and shoved him into the wall.

She went over to me and helped me up. I adjusted my glasses.

"Thanks for helping me. I owe you a lot." I replied.

"Think nothing over it. Just make sure that we video chat, email and talk whenever we can after we graduate." She answered.

"Will do."

Suddenly a clapping sound interrupted us and we turned to look at Principle Muck. Principle Muck was a tall monster with a fuzz ball of hair covering his face, his glasses out in front of that wad. His hair was orange and his body was red.

"Okay Children. The talent show will start any minute. And remember you all are winners, even though you lost, you're still winners."

Cheyenne rolled her eyes and nudged me. She always was sent to his office for stuff that she did. Like when she released all the frogs. Her message was to always challenge authority and the 'man' as she put. I guess that's why she's a big rock n roll person because it's all about rebellion and she was a rebel. I wasn't like that. I followed the rules; I didn't try to cause trouble. I was what my uncle called "the golden boy."

"Alex, you're up first." Principle Muck replied.

There were 15 of us competing. Each of us doing something; some singing, dancing, playing an instrument, and other stuff.

"So Randy, or should I say, the great Randini, what are you planning with wowing us tonight?" Cheyenne asked.

"A few dumb magic tricks that'll probably blow up in my face. Why do I have to be here?"

"To boost your confidence, remember?"

"Oh…"

After an hour, Cheyenne was up. She had pulled me to the backstage.

"I want you to see this." She told me before she went on stage with her guitar.

"And now, introducing Cheyenne Wags!"

"Wish me luck," she winked and walked out.

She started strumming her guitar, a head set on her.

"Here we are again, chilling with my buds

Not exactly what we plan.

But what the hey? We ain't duds!

Playing Video games, eating ice cream and more

We don't need to tife,

I've never felt this way before!

Here's what I'll say: We're friends for life!"

My eyes widen. This was her song? A song about us and the times we did together. I couldn't help but smile. The talent she possessed!

"Friend's for life! That's where we stand!

Can't touch us with a knife. Let's go jump out a plane!

What's that? A no? Oh well that's alright!

We have cookies and cakes and pillow fights!

Jumping up and down, falling all around.

We laugh like fools, but that's totally cool.

Let's go and hit the town!

There's nothing that we can't stife, because I'm telling you now:

We're friends for life.

Friend's for life, that's what we are!

No matter how far! You're my pals, my BFFs!

There's nothing that we can't mess!

We're one awesome Trio.

Let's be called the three Caballeros!

They say that we're uncool? Who cares?

They're just fools!

Let's have tons of fun! I'm telling you boys let's go!

We'll go play hide and seek! Let's start the show!

One, two, three! Where are you now?

They called you weak? That's it, where's those freaks?

I'll give the ole one, two, you can go too!

This will teach them twice! If they mess with you, they mess with me!

This is our stife; we're friends for life."

I looked around the corner to see that everyone was enjoying her song. I was too. I never felt so happy for her! I knew there was a talent agent there. I called him personally saying that there was amazing talent here tonight. My eyes landed on skinny blue skinned monster wearing a suit. He looked impressed with Cheyenne and I couldn't help but feel my tail wag.

"Friend's for life, that's what we are!

No matter how far! You're my pals, my BFFs!

There's nothing that we can't mess!

They say we're geeks? So what? It's the truth!

No need for us to freak! Pull out the tents, go camp out!

Read some stories, scream and shout!

Say I love you because it's true.

We're peas in a pod, so what? We are odd!

That fact won't stop us. Try your disappearing act. You fail?

No need to fret! Because my friend, here's the fact.

We're birds of a feather, there's my bet. Hanging together, laughing like seals

On the count of three you laugh, I'll squeal. One, two, three. Hahaha! Eeeh!

No matter of the age, two, three of five! I'll always keep telling you; We're friends for life.

Friend's for life, that's what we are!

No matter how far! You're my pals, my BFFs!

There's nothing that we can't mess!

We're jumping on beds, eating cake, playing with toys.

You call me dumb, I'll call 'you too!'

You two are my boys. Don't sweat your little heads.

Put on a show, go with the flow. Look in between the T's.

High five one, two, three! They say we're fool? That's uncool!

There's no need to stife. Let's create a new rule!

Just for friends for life!"

She was doing great! Her song was upbeat, fun, energetic. She was truly an amazing musician.

"Boggs!"

I turned my head to see Principle Muck.

"Y-y-yes?" I asked.

"You're up next."

I nodded and went back to the song.

"Friend's for life, that's what we are!

No matter how far! You're my pals, my BFFs!

There's nothing that we can't mess!

We'll scream and shout, jump all around.

Play some games, call you names.

I'm not being mean, it's just our thing! I don't care red, blue or green.

You're my friends it's so true. If I could hang with anyone it's you.

Here's my stife, I won't think of it twice.

We're friends for life.

You'll laugh at me, I'll laugh at you.

There's no need to tife.

Because you're my friends. Yes my friends.

My pals, my buds, mi amigos!

Don't pretend. I'll say this to the end.

You're my friends. My friends for life. Oh yea. My friends for life."

Everyone stood up cheering and I was too on the side. She was fantastic. Just by the sound of it, I knew that she was going to win. She was fantastic. She ran off the stage, smiling. She hugged me.

"Oh Randy, I was so scared! I'm glad you were there cheering me on. Now go knock them dead. I'll be cheering you on." She told me and pushed me out.

I gulped and she helped me with my stuff. I gulped as I saw all those people looking at me. She gave me thumbs up and ran back stage.

"Uh… H-hi…" I replied quietly.

I saw Emilia and Cheryal in the front row just like they said they would. Cheryal motioned me to speak up and Emilia motioned me to smile. I forced my timid shy smile and started speaking up.

"A-and now f-f-for my first trick, I-I will…"

"Hey lizard-boy!"

I tensed up. I hated that name. It was so insulting. I looked up to see Bruno, Skeeter, Rico, and Spencer holding supplies. I gulped. Skeeter and Rico dumped a bucket of water on me. I stood there wet and in shock.

"Heads up!"

I looked up and a bag of flour was dumped on me. Suddenly feathers covered me up. I stood there, getting upset. Tears were in my eyes and my glasses were covered in flour. I took off running, crying. I heard laughter and gasps as I ran out.

"Randall!" Cheyenne called.

I ignored her as I ran straight into the boys' restroom. I ran into a stall, locking it behind me as I faded and sobbed my eyes out. I didn't know why I had to suffer? I didn't even do anything to them! Yet I was the one being picked on and tormented. What did I deserve to be treated like this? I'm just a kid!

"Randy? Are you in there?" I heard Fungus asked.

"Go away."

"Come on Randall, it's just me."

"I just want to be left alone and wallow in my misery and humiliation!"

"Randy," Cheyenne started.

I didn't even know that she had followed me. I sniffed and wiped a tear that was falling down my cheek.

"What?"

"Come out so we can look at you."

I slowly unlocked the stall.

"I'm not going to unblend myself."

"Okay, just do what you feel comfortable with right now."

I slowly walked out of the stall, sniffing and wiping the falling tears from my eyes. I felt Cheyenne grabbed my glasses and handed them to Fungus.

"Clean these off for him please? He can't see if they're covered in flour. I'll clean him up. Randy, you're covered in flour so you're not impossible to see. Now stay still."

I did as I was told as she took a paper towel and cleaned my face off. She pulled my hat and cape off. I whimpered as I looked up. I could tell that she was smiling at me, despite my blind eye sight.

"There you go. Now we can see your handsome reptilian face." She replied.

Fungus placed my glasses back on my face. I looked back at them, tears still falling down my face.

"Cheyenne? Fungus? Is Randall in there?" Cheryal asked.

"Yea he's in here!" Fungus replied.

"Okay, and Cheyenne, you might want to be on stage. They're announcing the winners."

"Oh shoot! Randy I'll be right back."

She took off running. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. I was as white as a ghost, other than my purple face, glasses and green eyes.

"I want to go home," I whined.

Fungus nodded and guided me out. I sniffed as I looked up at Emilia and Cheryal, wiping away a tear.

"Oh our poor baby. Look at you; you're all white and sticky," Emilia replied, gently wiping the flour off of my forehead. "Let's go home sweetie."

I nodded taking Cheryal's tentacle.

"When we get you home you can go hop in the shower and clean that flour off of you. You look paler than you ever looked before." Cheryal told me.

I nodded, not in the mood to fight, yell, or do anything.

"Time to go home."

As much as I wanted to see if Cheyenne won, I didn't really want stick around so I could be humiliated any further. I let myself be lead out the school and back home. I was never going to do magic again or show my face around the school. I was already this shy geeky kid who gets picked on. But now I was going to be this shy geeky kid who everyone will be laughed at all the way to the day I graduate or go off to college. I don't know how I'll survive high school, but I knew that I wouldn't."

"That must be horrible. Just to try and get some confidence and have it smashed and be publicly humiliated in front of his parents, his best friends, and everyone else." Sulley replied.

"Remember the black eye that Randall has?" Claws asked.

"Yea? What about it?" Charlie asked.

"Do you think Randall got it from one of his old school bullies?"

Everyone was silent. Could it be true? Did Randall lie about the door? It was plausible. They wished they could help him. But didn't know if they could. Would it be worth it?


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Thank you all for reading and I'll see you in the next chapter!