A/N: First, I just want to say something to Awesomo3000. I was really angry at my brother when writing the last chapter's author notes, and I took it out on you. I am deeply sorry, and I erased what I wrote. Second, AnonymousZGirl, I'll think over your input. You have some really great ideas! Third, I don't own Monsters University. Fourth, ON WITH THE STORY!
Renny's P.O.V.
"I still can't believe you're leaving me!" Marie groaned as I packed up all my belongings.
"Sorry Marie. Rules are rules. I have to follow them and move into my fraternity house," I told her.
Marie groaned again. "But you're one of my best friends on campus! I don't want you to go!"
"I don't want to go either, trust me. A house full of boys? Trouble already," I sighed, and grabbed a doll I had made to look like Randy. I made it for him, but he said he didn't want it, and that I could keep it. So I did. I put the doll in my suitcase, followed by my clothes, doll making equipment, pictures, and books into a very large suitcase. I zipped up the suitcase and turned to Marie again. We hugged each other and we both said in unison, "Good luck."
We then let go of each other and Marie laughed. "Good luck with your new frat brothers," Marie nodded, smiling.
"Good luck with your new roommate," I grabbed my suitcase and rolled it out, grabbing a doll I had made of Sullivan off of my bed. A voodoo doll, to be more precise. I had been sticking needles in the doll since the party that second night on campus. It had about twenty seven needles in it.
"Bye for now!" Marie called as I walked down the hall.
"Bye for now," I called back, "Bye for now…"
-Time Skip brought to you by pain! -
"This is a fraternity house?" Sullivan asked Mike and me as the two of us walked up to him. I had put Sullivan's voodoo doll in my backpack, where I held my most important stuff, my camera and The door opened and I heard what sounded like polka music, and then an older monster opened the door, and waved, saying, "Hey there, teammateys! Come on aboard!"
"Apparently so," I sighed.
We walked up the stairs and the older monster greeted, "As the president of Oozma Kappa, it is my honor to welcome you to your new home."
I saw the squishy looking monster and a monster with tentacles, four arms, and two heads. They all smiled, and the squishy one told the three of us, "We call this room 'Party Central'."
"Technically," The taller head announced, "we haven't actually had a party here yet."
"But when we do, we'll be ready!" The shorter head finished, clicking a button on a remote. A door opened up in the ceiling, and a disco ball fell out of it, crashing on the ground into pieces. I shook my head slowly.
(Time Skip brought to you by Cocoa!)
I sat on the couch while Sullivan picked up a picture frame and Mike sat next to me. "Whoo," The elder monster called, "The hot cocoa train is coming through! Whoa!" The two headed monster grabbed a mug as the older monster passed by them.
"Next stop…you two!" Mike and I each grabbed a mug.
Mike then announced, "I would like to start us off first by…"
"So," Sullivan cut him off, "you guys are scaring majors?"
"We were!" The elder monster chuckled, "None of us lasted very long."
"Hmm," I mumbled into my drink, which was at my lips.
"I guess we just weren't what old Hardscrabble was looking for," The monster continued, "Don Carlton, mature student." Don gave Sullivan a business card. When Sullivan took it from him, I heard a Pop! I put my mug on the table, stood up, and saw what the card said, 'DON CARLTON. SALES. 1200 Dark Ave.' and then his phone number. "Thirty years in the textile industry and then old dandy Don got downsized."
I remembered when my mom was fired from her job when I was about thirteen. Hex was sixteen, and Harley and Harry were both nineteen, as they were twins. All of us had to get jobs (I babysat little monsters), and my older siblings and my dad all had to work overtime. Thankfully she got a new job a few months later, and my siblings and dad could sleep for a week. (Seriously, they did!)
I snapped back to reality when the two headed monster introduced themselves. "I'm Terry with a 'Y'…" The taller head introduced.
"And I'm Terri with an 'I'! I'm a dance major!" The shorter head informed.
"And I'm not," Terry informed.
"Five, six, seven, eight!" Terri danced and turned, but Terry didn't, "Seven, eight, turn! And…Why didn't you turn?"
"Because we never agreed to do this! And," Terry whispered to his brother, "There's a girl here!"
I rolled my eyes. "You said this was going to be cool!" Terri told his brother.
"No one said this was gonna be cool!" Terry told Terri.
"Dummköpfe," I murmured.
"Now I'm embarrassed," Terri told his brother.
"Now you're embarrassed?!" Terry questioned his brother, shocked.
"Yes, because it's in front of people!"
"You should wake up embarrassed."
"Oh brother," I mumbled, closing my eyes and thinking. Let's see, I've met Don and Terry and Terri. Just two more monsters to get to know. Then there was thumping on the stairs, a voice say, 'Hey, hey, hey!' and my eyes snapped open.
A purple, furry monster was sitting on a floral stool. He kind of looked like Fang, except she had brown fur (though she tells me she's naturally blond), sharp teeth, brushed fur, and is a girl. "I'm Art! New Age philosophy major." What the heck is 'New Age philosophy'?!
"Excited to live with you and laugh with you," He shook his legs in the air, and then put them down, "And cry with you."
I blinked a few times, confused. Okay…
"Thought you might like to keep a dream journal," Art told us, throwing each of us a dream journal. I caught mine and saw it had a picture of a flower growing in the middle of a street with my last name on it written in glitter. The words I read on the cover was, 'Even the most beautiful things can grow in the worst places.'
I cracked a tiny smile, and then it was gone again. "Guess that leaves me," The squishy monster started Sullivan, "My name's Scott Squibbles. My friends call me Squishy." No wonder. He looked soft like a marshmallow. He sat in a rocking chair and continued, "I'm undeclared, unattached, and unwelcome pretty much everywhere but here." Well, that's sad.
Mike started to talk, "Well now that we've all been introduced, as captain of our team…"
"So, basically, you guys have no scaring experience?" Sullivan questioned them.
They chuckled, and Squishy jumped out of his chair, saying, "Not a lot! But now we've got you!"
"You're about the scariest fella I've ever seen even with them pink polka dots," Don told Sullivan, "You too girly!" I assumed he was talking to me…
"Aw, thanks," Sullivan smiled lazily.
"Yeah, thank you," I nodded, "But Mike's awesome too."
"Yeah. Actually, I think I bring the whole package," Mike tried to say to everyone.
"Your hands are as big as my face!" Squishy put Sullivan's hand on her face.
"He's like a mountain with fur!" Terri exclaimed.
"Oh, come on. I don't even work out," Sullivan told them.
"Yeah, me neither. I don't want to get too big," Art flexed slightly, and then sniffed.
"We thought our dreams were over, but Mike said if we win, they're letting us in the scaring program," Don told us.
"We're going to be real scarers!" Terri announced happily.
"The best!"
"You betcha!"
"Yeah," Sullivan chuckled, "Right."
A/N: Dummköpfe is German for Fools. Now I want all you awesome people to review!
Renny: Or you go in with the piranhas!
Me: Renny, we don't make those threats anymore. Remember the talk we had?
Renny: No...
Me: Sure ya don't. *Eye roll* Anyone notice Renny doesn't talk much in this chapter!? She only speaks in the first part of it, and then almost nothin'! Review!