The CDA officers tightened their grips on me, and I gave in.
"Miss Gibbs, please. There's nothing we can do." one said.
I let myself fall to the ground and I wept for my friend. He was gone, and it was all my fault. If I had never met him this wouldn't have happened. If I hadn't been stupid and ran away from home, he would be here. Sulley came to my side and put a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him, with tears running down my face. I hugged him tightly and cried even more. He hugged me back and said nothing.
He was my kitty, my friend. He never tried to calm me down or tell me that everything was going to be fine. He just hugged me and shut up. Mike joined in and patted me on the back.
"Mr. Sullivan, we need to return the girl home now." an officer said.
Sulley looked down at me, and I dried my tears. I gave him a nod and he agreed with the officers. I just wanted to go home. We followed the officers and got into one of their trucks. They drove us back to their facility to take me home. The officers took us inside and into a small room. There was one single door there. It was a plain black color.
Mike winced "Uhh, guys? That's not her door. Hers is white with-"
"We know, Mr. Wazowski. This is a door that can send someone anywhere. We have it programmed, so it takes Miss Gibbs home." an officer replied.
"Oh. Well, then, I guess this is goodbye." Mike said, turning to me.
I looked down at him and bent down to hug him. He chuckled and hugged me back.
"Don't forget about us, okay?" he asked.
I giggled. "I think it'll be easy to remember a short one-eyed monster, Mike."
"Well, I'm just checking, since you never get my last name right." he said.
I smiled at him and turned to Sulley. We both knew what the other was thinking. It was a complete deja vu for us. We hugged each other and I think I even heard Mike cry a bit. We pulled away and he sighed.
"We won't ever forget about you. We never did." he said.
"I know. So...what happens to the factory?" I asked.
He shrugged. "We'll have to see. I'll probably repair it, just like it was before."
I smiled. "And, if you can, make a memorial for Randall."
"Alright, let's get you home, miss. Bring out the injection." the CDA officer said.
I blinked. "The..the what?"
"We have to inject you with this formula, miss. It's better this way." he replied.
"What are you talking about?"
"We can't send you back with these memories. It's too dangerous." he explained.
I glanced over at Sulley and felt tears building up. But, he remained calm.
"It's okay." he said.
Then, he roared and scared the officers. I took that as my chance. I hurried over to the door and opened it, seeing my bedroom. Sulley and Mike kept the officers distracted and I got one last look at them before I walked into my room.
Goodbye...I won't ever forget you again...
A few months later...
I sat on my bed one night and finished my painting of Mike and Sulley. I hadn't heard or seen them in a while, but I had hoped that they managed everything back home. The moon was full and the house was quiet. I put my painting aside and dug into my blankets. Then, I shut off the light and closed my eyes.
They snapped open when I heard a loud creak of my door. My heart raced as I heard a light slithering sound on the floor. Slowly, I peeked and saw a familiar face by my bed.
"Randall..." I gasped.
"Hey, kiddo." he grinned.
"But, you were- I thought you-"
"You can't get rid of my that easily."
I giggled. "I can't believe you're here. Wait! How are Mike and Sulley? Are they okay?"
I was so excited to see him that I had forgotten about the others.
"They're fine. The factory should be up and running soon."
"That's good to hear." I sighed. "But, what about you?"
Randall smiled. "Sullivan hired me to run electrical work on the factory. I'm not much of a comedian to work on the laugh floor."
"Oh, wow, that's great, Randy!"
"Randy...no one's called me that since college."
"Well, I am now." I smiled.
"I should get going. Sulley says 'hi', by the way." he said, walking towards my door.
I smiled. "Thanks. So, I'll be seeing you guys soon?"
"Someday. Keep your eyes open for us. Good night." he said, leaving my room.
"Good night."
Yawning, I closed my eyes and settled my head on my pillow. Then, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
THE END
