A/N: AND AFTER A WEEK OF NOT WRITING, I AM BACK! I don't own MI, but I do own Renny and all my other OCs. Also, I now have an account of Quotev, and my name there is Nicky0, if you want to look for me. Though, I don't have any stories or anything else up yet. ON WITH THE STORY!

Renny's P.O.V.

"This is your apartment?" Hugo asked.

I gave a nod. "Yes. Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Hugo smiled, and then his smile turned into a confused frown, "But I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Why do you look so young?"

I smiled softly at him, and answered, "I'm a witch."

Hugo gasped. "Cool!"

"Yes, but I'm an immortal witch. When I was young, I cast a spell on myself that would turn me into an immortal when I hit twenty five."

"That's so amazing!"

I gave a small sigh, my smile fading. "It is, really. But only witches and wizards who want to live forever cast the spell. Very few have actually done the spell. I mean, who wants to watch their friends and family grow old and die while they're stuck at twenty five?"

"Then why'd you do it?"

"I was young, dumb, and scared to die. I never wanted to die. I'm physically two years younger than my friends, Hugo. I just want to grow old with them and die."

"I'm sorry I asked," Hugo looked right into my eyes, "Is there any way you can die?"

"I don't think so."

"…Oh…C-can I have some cupcakes?"

A smile spread across my face. "Of course."

-Time Skip!-

Hugo and I were eating some cupcakes Randall had made. "These are so good!" Hugo smiled up at me, frosting on his lips and the tip of his nose, "Did you make them? You're such a good cook! Can you show me-,"

"Whoa, whoa, Mister Twenty Questions! Let me answer before you keep asking! Are you always like this?" Hugo nodded. "Yikes, I feel sorry for my brother now," I mumbled. "Now let me answer your questions, okay?" Again, Hugo nodded. "First, no, I did not cook these cupcakes. A friend of mine did. I think he can show you how to do it. That is, if you're not scared of him."

"Why would I be scared of him? I'm a brave monster!"

"Yes, you are a brave little monster," I chuckled, grabbing a napkin and wiping the frosting off his face, "Now would you like to-,"

"Can I meet your friend now?"

"Okay."

"How about now?"

"Now?"

"Now!"

"Alright…Randall…" And just like that, Randall was standing beside me.

Hugo's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground…unconscious. "Uh-oh," Randall mumbled as I slapped my forehead. I took my hand away from my forehead, got up, filled a cup with cold water, walked over to Hugo, and poured the cold water on him.

"Aunt Renny! There's a criminal in your house!" Hugo screamed, getting up and hiding behind me.

"Wha-,"

"Daddy told me all about how he tried to kill you, Mister Sulley, Mister Mike, and that human girl!" Hugo cried into my skirt.

I quickly got down to Hugo's level and gave him a large hug. "It's okay, it's okay," I tried to reassure him, "Randall isn't going to hurt you. He make the cupcakes you love so much!"

Hugo pushed me away, let out a cry, and screamed, "HE POISONED THE CUPCAKES!"

I slapped my forehead and growled, "Me and my big mouth!"

"How old is he again?" Randall asked.

"Seven," I answered, holding Hugo in my arms again and repeatedly kissing his face. After he had calmed down, I asked him, "Now, how did you know all this?"

"Daddy," Hugo sniffed.

"I'm going to kill your father," I mumbled.

"Huh?" Hugo asked.

"Nothing," I told my nephew, "Randall's a good monster when you get to know him. Trust me, I've been living with him for four and a half months. Now, want to try to meet Randall again?" He looked up at me with fear in his eyes, but nodded anyway. "Good," I smiled. I let go of Hugo, stood back up, and spun around to face Randall. I gave him a lopsided smile and shrugged. "Good luck," I winked at him, and headed to my Witch Room, as I liked to call it.

I grabbed six dead candles (Candles that let me talk to the dead), sat down in the middle of the room, placed a candle on my left, a candle on my right, two in front of me, and two behind me. I grabbed a match, and carefully lit each one. I dropped the match into a glass of water, making the flame go out.

I crossed my legs, and, with each of my hands, put my middle and thumbs together. Then I started to chant. "By all that is holy and good, let me speak to the one who did not live her time to be in the world." I repeated this phrase several more times, going faster and faster as I spoke, and then my entire body went limp.

Not even a minute later, I felt a few small pats on my cheek. I let out a small moan, and slowly opened my eyes. "Morning sleeping beauty!" A cheery voice greeted me.

"Hello Hannah," I smiled.

"Ah, it's so good to have you back!" Hannah stretched out her arms. Unlike the rest of the family, and because we were born early, Hannah looked almost exactly like a human. She had two arms and two legs, and very light orange skin. The only things that set her apart from a real human was her tail, antenna, and razor sharp teeth and claws. Being an angel also meant Hannah had all the necessary angel clothes and such: a long white dress, large white angel wings, and a halo.

"Good to be back," I snickered.

She pulled me up to my feet and I looked around. We were on a white puffy cloud, with a few other clouds around us. "So how are your angel friends?" I asked, looking back at Hannah.

"Patricia and her husband are arguing like crazy. I guess being together for an eternity starts to get to you, ya know?" I chuckled. "And Sasha's doing quite well! Even though she keeps being told if she doesn't get her act together she's going to Hell…then again, she doesn't care." I smiled and Hannah asked, "So what about your mortal friends?"

"Mike and Celia are doing fine. Celia's almost ready to give birth to their second child. Sulley's still the boss of Monsters, Inc., and the pressure might be getting to his head, because he raised the quotas of all their workers by more than a thousand. Hex's engaged-," Hannah gave a big smile, "and Harvey's got a kid, apparently."

"He never told you?"

"No! No, he didn't!" I shouted.

"Hm. Odd. Go on."

"Fang is more odd now than she ever was, and Marie? She's still great!"

"By great you mean psychopathic, right?"

"Yep."

"And what about that other monster living with you? Uh…Randall Boggs?"

"He's okay. His cupcakes are amazing though. If you tried even one, you might fall in love with him like I did."

"What?"

"What?"

"You said 'If you tried even one, you might fall in love with him like I did'. Renny, are you in love with Randall?"

"What? No!" I quickly defended, "I meant you'd fall in love with his cupcakes like I did! That's what I meant!"

"No, no you didn't!" Hannah was smiling big.

"And goodbye!" I took a step backwards, falling off the cloud.

A few seconds later, I was back in my Witch Room with the candles around me put out. "That always happens when I come back," I mumbled. I took a sniff of the air, and realized the room didn't smell like death, like it normally would, it smelled like, "Cupcakes…"

I got off the floor, went to my closed door, and opened the door a little bit. I heard Hugo speaking to Randall. "Okay, maybe you aren't a bad guy. You showed me how to make cupcakes!"

I heard Randall laugh. "Yeah, and maybe in a few years you'll be cooking cupcakes for your girlfriend too."

"Ew, no! Girls are icky, and they have cooties!"

"No they don't. Well…some girls…some girls have the prettiest eyes, and the softest skin," I heard Randall sigh, "And their lips just look so…" I couldn't hear the rest of what he said, so he probably muttered it to himself.

"Mister Randall, do you love my Aunt Renny?"

"Well…well, I-I don't know…maybe I do, but maybe I don't. I defiantly like her, but I don't know quite yet if I love her."

"All I heard was 'I like her' and 'I love her'," Hugo laughed, "But really, did you ever love Aunt Renny?"

"Err, we were in college at the time. We were really good friends, and we were together most of her free time."

"Together?"

"As friends. Though, I secretly wanted to be more than friends," Randall told Hugo.

"Well she is very pretty!"

Before the conversation went any farther, I left my room, walked down the hall and thanked Hugo for his complement. "Aunt Renny! Did you know that Mister Randall-," Hugo's mouth was quickly covered by one of Randall's hands.

"Mister Randall what?" I asked Randall, smiling at him.

"That Mister Randall…" He thought for a few seconds and quickly handed me a cupcake. "Mister Randall make you a cupcake!"

"Well, thank you," I giggled. I took a bite of the treat and heard Hugo say, "Nice save."

"Quiet you," Randall whispered to him, shoving a cupcake in his mouth.

A/N: Isn't Hannah just the greatest?! Review!