Randall was given some human food once again but this time he ate it gratefully since he had never gotten that food in the trashcan. As three o' clock hit, the other children that Bree had mentioned started trickling in.

A tall boy, with jet black curly hair and a girl who looked as if she could be a model, were the first to come in. The girl took one sight of Randall, who was relaxing on the floor next to Kimmie, and let out a shriek.

"Woah, what is that?" the boy yelped, grabbing the nearest item to him and raising it in alarm.

"It's ok, guys, it's just Randall, our new pet." Bree ran over and removed the umbrella from him.

"He's huge!" the boy's eyes widened and he stepped forward in curiousity.

"Randall, this is Grant and Marra." Bree told Randall who just rolled his eyes.

"Hey big fella." He said, bending down to where Randall was lying. Randall turned his head away from Grant and sniffed with distaste.

"Not very friendly huh," Grant let his hand slowly make contact with Randall's fronds and started stroking. Randall hissed and recoiled. How dare that human touch him with those filthy hands!

"Grant! You scared him!" Kimmie whined.

"Sorry Randall." Grant apologized. Randall curled his lip, got up, and moved away from the children. Grant followed persistently and started to pet Randall again. Randall couldn't take this human contact any longer.

"Hey! Hands off, scum!" he snarled, slapping Grant's hand away. Grant looked like he had been struck in the face and Marra put her hands to her mouth, her eyes wide.

"D-did you just… talk?" Grant whispered.

"Yeah, I did and I'm telling you to keep you hands to yourself! Ever heard of personal space, pal?" Randall sniffed, crossing all four of his arms.

"S-sorry…" Grant was still in utter shock.

"Oh, we might've forgotten to tell you guys… he talks." Bree giggled. While Grant and Marra were deciding whether or not this was a dream, the front door jiggled and the last child burst in.

"Hey, guys I'm- OH MY GOD! IS THAT A LIZARD?" he squealed in sheer joy.

"Hey Simon, this is Randall, our new pet. And before you freak out, he talks." Bree said.

Simon's eyes widened. "He talks? That's awesome!" he exclaimed. He ran over to Randall and stooped down. "Hey, say something, Randall." He said.

Randall looked at him with contempt. "Scram, snot-nose." He drawled.

Simon, not looking at all offended, declared. "Ok, today is officially the best day ever."

"Guys, you have to promise to not tell dad that he talks, ok? He might send him away." Bree begged the others.

"I don't know, what if he has rabies or something?" Marra put in.

"Reptiles can't get rabies!" Simon disagreed.

"Still, what if he bites one of us and we have to take them to the hospital?" Marra said stubbornly.

"Please, like I'd want the taste of human in my mouth. Um hello, I'm right here. I'm not going to bite any of you, ok?" Randall scowled at them. Marra sighed in defeat. "Fine, the lizard stays."

"And the lizard's name is Randall." Randall scoffed.

As they ate dinner, Kimmie, who was sitting next to Randall, spoke up. "So Randy-"

"Randall." Randall snapped. Kimmie ignored him and went on.

"Tell us about your life." She said. Randall stopped eating and looked around. Everyone was now staring at him curiously. "Well, I'm a monster, as you already know. I come from Monstropolis and work at Monster's Inc."

"What's Monster's Inc?" Bree asked as she took a bite of her food.

Randall sighed. He really shouldn't be revealing anything to these humans, but something just compelled him to keep going. "Well, it's a big company. We monsters go into children's closets and scare them for energy, to power the city." He explained.

"Do you have any friends there?" Grant asked.

"I don't particularly like anyone there. Although, I do have an assistant. I wouldn't call him a friend, but he's the only one there I can stand to be near. His name is Fungus."

"Ew, Fungus." Kimmie giggled.

"Can it." Randall snapped and she fell silent.

"So if you basically hate everyone there, who do you hate the most?" Kimmie questioned.

"James P. Sullivan and Mike Wazowski!" Randall steamed.

"Why do you hate them so much?" Marra put in.

"Because! They're the ones who sent me here. Scum those two are." Randall vented.

"Wait, what do you mean they sent you here?" Bree asked. Randall froze. He hadn't meant to say that. If these children found out that he had been banished for his crimes, they would likely throw him out.

"Oh, well I meant they were jealous, so they kidnapped me because I was the best in the business. Then they knocked me out and I found myself here." He lied.

"How awful!" Bree gasped.

Randall snickered to himself. These humans were so gullible.

Later that night, Grant and Marra came into the family room to tell the younger ones it was time for bed.

"Where's this Adam guy anyways?" Randall asked Marra. Marra shot him an uneasy glance before answering.

"He works really late to help support us. He should be home soon though." Marra replied as she picked up Kimmie.

"Can Randy sleep with me?" Kimmie muttered sleepily. Randall swallowed a lump in his throat. The little human girl wanted a monster like him to sleep with her? He felt almost, touched. Marra frowned and thought it over.

"Well, you heard her, would you mind sleeping with her? She could use a friend other than BZ." Marra asked him.

"Uh, sure." He said and followed Marra to Kimmie's room. The little girls room was plastered with pink, plush animals lined the shelves and the small pink book shelf in the corner was crammed full of children's books.

"Is she alone in here?" Randall asked.

"Well yeah, the older girls sleep just next door though, so if anything happens, we can get to her quickly." Marra said the last part meaningfully and gave Randall a warning look as she tucked Kimmie in.

Randall got her point and frowned. "Hey, if you're implying that I'm going to hurt her-"he started indignantly.

"Shhh, not now." Marra said quickly.

"Night, Marra…" Kimmie yawned.

"Night, sweetie." Marra kissed Kimmie on the forehead, dimmed the lights, and quietly closed the door behind her. Randall stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to sleep.

"Randy, over here." Kimmie beckoned him to her bed. Randall padded over and climbed on. He found himself a comfy place near the bottom and started to doze off. He felt something wet touch his head and realized that Kimmie had just kissed him.

"Good night, Randy." She sighed and lay back down. Randall frowned at the nickname, but didn't say anything. He felt that same annoying tug at his heart. Was he going soft for this little human child?

"Night, Kimmie." He whispered.

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews guys! They really encourage me to keep going! I'm really glad you all like it! :D Next chapter will be out sometime next week! Oh, by the way in case you noticed, I changed the name of this chapter to 'New Faces' instead of the previous one, which I've named 'Trapped' because 'New Faces' just seemed to fit this one better.