Okay, hopefully now I'll be able to get more into the story and whatnot, hopefully it won't be as long as the first chapter.

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"Look I spoke to the housing agency and explained what happened. They agreed to lower our rent every month but our contract will be expanded with just a little bit more interest" the small green cyclops explained as he and his roommate walked side by side. It was early in the morning, and not many people were to be seen walking the streets of Monstropolis. Businesses kept open as usual, but with the heavy rain falling from the sky, stores were nearly empty.

It was days like this that most monsters couldn't find the will power to get up out of bed, Wazowski and Sullivan included. Unfortunately for them, their work had now officially become too vital for them to miss, especially if they were going to keep the apartment.

Although, the thought of packing everything up and going back to their parents was rather tempting considering the work that needed to be done on the place.

"So what's the plan now then? We can't exactly leave the place as it is for long, it was freezing last night" Sulley pointed out, though not without glaring at the smaller monster accusingly. Mike could only roll his eye as he once again saw that he was still not forgiven. "Gee what scared you this morning? Anyone would think you slept on a pile of boxes" he teased with the smallest hint of amusement in his smile.

The completely drenched monster stopped in his tracks angrily, "That's because I did! We can't spend every night like that Mike, you starting kissing my hand again!" he snapped agitatedly, putting emphasis on the last word, only for Mike to snap back "Hey! I can't help it if you're comfortable! And we had to share; we only brought the one blanket!"

A clap of thunder sliced through the grey sky and the rain only fell harder. Sulley was now twice as heavy as he should have been, due to the mass amount of wet fur he now had to lug around on his back. Mike wasn't so much affected by the wetness but more of the cold wind that was became a problem. Sadly, as due to recent cutbacks, Mike couldn't afford the car he so badly wanted, and because none of them though to bring an umbrella with them, this is how they were left to walk to work; Cold, drenched and completely bitter.

"Okay look, we didn't exactly get the best deal, and yes I'll agree that was somewhat my fault..." Mike said in a low voice. Sulley could only snort, "Somewhat?"

"Point being…" Mike continued, ignoring the bigger monster, "We get paid in a few days and we still have a bit of money for food. What we're gonna do is use your pay for the rent, while mine will go towards groceries and doing the place up. I'm afraid we're really gonna have to make a few cut backs buddy..." he admitted, while rubbing his arms in his hands as a useless attempt for warmth. Sulley however, had given up long ago at staying dry, if anything however he spoke exactly as he looked - Miserable.

"Fine, that's fine" he mumbled, not bothering to look at anything and keeping himself in a sour mood.

Mike, being quick to notice, offered him a reassuring smile and nudged him with his elbow "Come on big guy, things will get better. They always do right?" he said in a tone that was too cheery for this kind of day. Despite everything though, Sulley looked down at his friend and gave him a depressing smile.

Mike grinned as he suddenly knew the perfect thing to say to make things right. "Besides, we may be living in a dump and everything, but think about what it means... You don't have to put up your aunt any more when she comes over on Sundays. 'James, you gotta bit'a source on yo face, let me kiss it off with my sandpaper lips'" the small monster joked, putting on a low raspy voice and biting his top lip with his lower teeth.

Despite all the bitterness he felt, Sulley let everything go and burst into a fit of laughter. "Okay, I'll admit, that's one of the good things about this" he chuckled frantically, while clutching a hand to his aching stomach. Mike's couldn't stop himself now, he was in the zone, "You sure you won't miss her pal? You know I think it's kinda sweet when she says: 'It ain't comin' off, all I sees is blood fallin from yo's face. Gimme a sec and I'll sand paper it some more'" he mocked once again, rubbing his face roughly as a gesture. Sulley lost himself as he toppled to his knees, completely loosing his breathe.

"Ah Mike, you might be a little screw ball at times, but you sure know how to make a guy laugh" Sulley breathed, wiping a small tear from his eye and giving the small monster a pat on the back.

"What can I say, I'm a natural born comedian" Mike boasted, feeling rather proud of his little talent. Perhaps the day wasn't going to be as bad as it looked after all...

xXx

It wasn't long until the clock stroked the hour of twelve and the bell rang all around the entire factory. On the scare floors, a few of the assistants finished off last minute paperwork, while others chose to simply leave it for later. They ejected all their current doors after all the Scarers finished their work and went about as normal.

There was only one more door left that was still currently in use. The assistant for that station stayed by the side of the scream container and watched as the canister filled to the top while the sounds of a small girl screaming echoed through the room. The small fuzzy monster smiled lightly and waited as the Scarer opened up the door from inside and walked out with not so much as a glance to his direction. "Hey Franky, we did some good work today huh?" the smaller of the two asked, trying to lift their spirits a bit.

The Scarer turned his head slightly before walking over to the desk and sitting himself down. The assistant ejected the door and did what he needed before going to his partners side and placing a tentacle hand on his arm, "What's up buddy? You're not still going through your midlife crisis are ya?" he asked, though not with as much sympathy as he intended. Frank simply looked at him and took into account that the guy was smiling at him, "This is seriously Ricky!" he cried, pulling his arm away from the other ones touch. "I've been doing this job for twenty years and I'm sick of it. Every day it's get up, scare kids, go home. Get up, scare kids, go home. What is the point of it? Seriously, what does it even mean?" he expressed and finished with a heavy sigh.

Ricky was at loss for words, there was nothing he could say that he hadn't said before. Remind him he was a top Scarer? Done that. Tell him how kids look up to him? Done. There was nothing he could say...

"Hey... Why don't we go to lunch with the guys huh? We'll have a chat and then maybe we could talk to Waternoose about your problem. Who knows, maybe he'll send you on vacation" the smaller monster offered, trying to make everything better.

Frank looked down at him, as if trying to figure out what he had just said. In the end however, he just smiled and stood up, "I guess that sounds good" he said before he and Ricky left the scare floor.

"Don't worry about it Frank, just take every minute as it comes... besides, I heard their doing soup today" Ricky chimed as they walked together to the cafeteria. Frank couldn't help but chuckle to himself, he had to admit his assistant did get on his nerve at the worst of times, but his devotion was none the less. "Well I did hear a journalist was coming in today, so I guess I wouldn't mind getting in there before the other Scarers do" the blue monster mumbled to himself. "Now you see, that's the kind of spirit that makes you the best" Ricky sucked up once more just as the two monsters made their way into the cafeteria.

"Trust me, everything will be... fine?"

Both monsters had to stop in their tracks, their eyes wide with sock as they scanned the cafeteria room.

All the employees were gathered around the canteen in complete awe and amazement. A few monsters cheered with excitement while others simply clapped with enjoyment.

"W-what... what's going on?" Frank asked, not to anyone particularly, but his question was still answered by another Scarer. "Boy Franky, you have got to see these two, their insane!" the Scarer said before running off and pushing through the crowed.

Frank was now even more curious then before. He and Ricky rushed to the crowd of gathering monsters and found a place where they both could see the big excitement.

Behind the canteen, a big blue furry monster was balancing pots and pans all up and down his arms as a small green round monster took them from the cupboards and threw them into the air for the other to catch. When Sulley had the most he could carry, he flex his muscles in order bounce the pans off his arms and onto the counters.

Mike then jumped up onto the work table and watched as Sulley grabbed different kinds of vegetables. They gave each other a signal before Sulley threw three different veggies in Michael's direction, waiting as the small monster caught each one before throwing them back at him.

All the monsters cheered and praised them as they watched the two juggle the vegetables back to each other, quickly throwing more into the mix until they were juggling about ten different food items between them. The cheering only got louder as Mike picked up a cutting knife and threw it into their little stunt. Sulley caught it without as much as a sweat and threw it right back, but not before adding in another knife of his own.

They continued entertaining the crowd for a bit longer before Mike passed everything back to Sulley, who this time, instead of throwing them back, threw them into the air. He kept the knives however and put them down on the table. He then used the advantage that his hands were so huge to catch each veg as they fell down, five in each hand.

He held them up with a cheer of his own, making the crowed go wild as they applauded the two who took a modest bow.

"And now ladies and gentlemen, it's the big finally!" Sulley yelled out, once again sending the monsters in a state of excitement.

Mike took that moment to jump off the table and onto the ground as he waited for his cue. Everyone went silent as Sulley grabbed the knives from the table and threw them into the air. A wave of gasps echoed about as they watched the knives spin around until the blade was pointing right down to Sullivan's head. A few monsters screamed as they watched the knives pummel down, until they were no more than a few inches away from his scalp. Suddenly Mike jumped onto Sulley's right shoulder and swiped the knives right out of the air before anything more could happen.

The room once again filled with cheering as both monsters smiled, neither one had broken so much as a sweat, which was probably the most impressive thing of all, at least to Frank it was. The two looked so confident in what they were doing; they actually looked smug while doing it. They knew exactly what the crowd wanted and they were going to give it.

The same was applied for the next part, as Mike place a foot on the side of Sulley's head and announced in a loud voice, "You ain't seen nothing yet people! Go for it Sull!" thus getting the crowed even more pumped. He braced himself with a knife in each hand while Sulley grabbed a vegetable, one at a time, threw it a little then bounced them about on his arms, each one after the other before he flexed once again and threw all ten up high into the air. As they came down, Mike was there ready, dicing each one up into tiny small squares, leaving it up to Sulley to grab handfuls at a time and throw them into the soup filled trays. They did this in just a matter of a few seconds before each one had been discarded into the soups. Just to top things off, Mike and Sulley grabbed the salts and peppers and sprinkled them along the trays before once again taking their respected bows.

Frank couldn't even hear himself think with all the uproar the other monsters caused. He was even pushed out the crowd as monsters rushed around in order to congratulate and praise the two that had just pulled off the biggest lunch routine the company had ever seen.

It was the most incredible thing he had ever seen, it was beyond amazing... yet Frank couldn't understand why he wasn't cheering along with the others. Was he really in such a slump that he couldn't be happy for the success of someone lesser then him? Or was it the two themselves? There was something about them... something that he just couldn't put his claw on... especially the little green guy.

"Franky, the journalist!" Ricky pointed out, grabbing his friends arm and pointing to a snake like woman who was taking photos of the two monsters as they served lunch to the crowd.

"Excuse me mam" Frank started, ignoring his assistant and approaching the woman who apparently hadn't heard him, or was just ignoring him, as she carried on taking photos. "Hey there, I'm Frank Mccay, Top Scarer. Rumour had it you were looking for a story-" he started politely.

"Yeah yeah, whatever big shot, thanks for the offer, but I think I just found myself a story right here" she said, not so much as even glancing at him before walking off towards the two and catching their attention by introducing herself.

Frank just couldn't believe what just happened, how that woman had just brushed him off as nothing... His interview taken away by two cafeteria boys who threw knives around...

Maybe... his spot light really was over. Maybe it was his time to pass the hat down, kind of like what he did all those years ago, when that kid sneaked through the door-

His eyes instantly shot open wide as he stared at the small green monster who talked frantically to the big blue guy and journalist next to him.

It was him! It was the kid! The one that looked up to him with complete amazement, the one that wanted nothing more than to see him do a real scare that he stupidly risked his life and snuck into the human world, just to watch him. The kid that decided he wanted to be a Scarer as soon as he gave him the MU hat that he loved so much!

It was him, twelve years later and working in Monsters Incorporated itself. Why as a cater boy, he wasn't sure... but he supposed that didn't really matter right now, at least he didn't do too badly for himself, especially after putting on that show.

Frank just couldn't help but feel the small smile tug at the corner of his lips. Who knows... Maybe his job wasn't so meaningless after all.

More still to come, but for now that will have to do :)

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