Monsters Inc: Tail of Two Scarers
By Laserbeak7007
Disclaimer: I in no way own Monsters Inc., Randall Boggs, Mike, Sulley, Roz or any other recognizable names. Madison is borrowed from my friend Sparky and Pattillo belongs to another friend. Sybil is mine. ^_^
MONSTERS INC: MAIN OFFICE ENTRACE:
Right below the factory entrance sign featuring a giant blue M and an eye, it read, "We Scare Because We Care."Randall rolled his reptilian eyes as he entered "Whatever..."
He stepped into the big circular room and passed the info desk as the phone rang and Celia turned it on speakerphone. "Hello Celia. This is Mr. Fearmonger, I won't be in the office today on account that I have a terrible cold in one of my two heads"
"Wimp," Randall muttered, shaking his head, and strutted toward the locker room, cracking his knuckles. Just another glorious day on the job. Joy of joys. His customary sneer formed on his wide, pebbly-scaled face. What a joke.
"Mornin', Randall." said gopher and techster Madison.
"Yeah, it is." was the grouchy reply.
"The usual, sir?" Madison asked from her desk. Randall only grunted an affirmation. The young monster behind the desk slid a mug of hot black coffee across to him.
She had a squarish head with long pointed ears and large eyes. Her snout was short (as was her stature) and reptilian, and her long tail ended in a paddle. Her sharp, slender black fingers continued typing as Randall snatched up the mug and plodded off.
Madison paused and glanced up at him as he walked away. 'Man, what a grouch...', she thought, fingering her tall collar. Her black, pointed boots tapped the floor impatiently as she wondered what could be done to make him less of a grouch, which would, consequentially, make everyone else's day a lot nicer.
Randall muttered and plodded off toward corridor marked "Scare Floor". Why did everyone have to be so disgustingly cheerful? It was enough to make a guy SICK! If only he could.. BAM .He slammed straight into someone exiting that hall. Papers and black coffee flew everywhere. Randall shook his head, not yet having seen the other monster, "Hey!!! Why don't you watch where you're goin..." He stopped dead and his jaw dropped in astonishment.
The female monster's eyes widened, "Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry! It's my first day here and I wasn't watching where I was going and well.." She trailed off, blushing. She was a winged reptilian looking monster with a figure to rival Celia's and a shock of purple hair on her lavender and black head. Dragon- like wings sprouted from her back and her taunt body was trimmed in a light blue work dress.
"Uh…", Randall was rather stunned as she started to collect her papers)
"Everything ok over there?" Madison called, leaning out over her tiny desk. She lowered an eyebrow at the mess. "Right..." The gopher paged a janitor and soon approached. "Did it spill on any machinery?" she asked. For it was her job as technician to make sure everything worked, as it should.
Meanwhile Randall scrambled to this feet, helping her gather up papers, stammering..which was about unheard of for him, "Gee..I hope I didn't hurt you when you ran into me."
She stared at him, getting a kinda dreamy tone as she curled a strand of hair around one finger, "Hurt me? No...I'm fine."
The color shifter noticed a group of trainees had stopped and were staring . Instantly his attitude snapped back to normal in embarrassment and indignation, "What are you looking at, huh???" He turned and glared at Madison to signify this meant her as well.
"Easy, man." Madison held up her small, black hands in a defensive pose. "Just making sure you didn't break anything."
"You shouldn't have snapped at her. She didn't do anything to you. It was my fault, not her's." the other female added, her blue eyes flashing as she tossed a strand of hair over one shoulder, still looking directly at him in a way that made his stomach squirm a bit, almost like she was shooting death rays at him. Geeze Louise, can't a guy take his frustration out any more in the work place without setting off a time bomb in the form of a femme he's trying to impress???
" I didn't mean it like that..." he began
" Then apologize." She looked at him expectantly, crossing her slender arms over her chest.
Randall looked at Madison and felt his cheeks reddening more, then mumbled, while looking down, " Uh… I'm sorry..."
" Excuse me?" The winged female prompted.
Randall gritted his needle teeth and forced himself not to look humiliated as he met Madison's gaze, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you..."
"In'at cute." Madison grinned. "Apology accepted, Mr. Randall. Even though you didn't mean it. I see you've met Sybil, our newest member. Get used to seeing His Grouchiness around here, Sybil. Speaking of whom, Mr. Randall, more coffee?"
Randall stared at the floor, his scales burning, "No...that's fine, Madison. I'll go without today." He was forcing politeness to make himself look better infront of the new girl and not doing a terrific job, but hey, he had virtually NO practice, eh?
Sybil had wordlessly made a transformation back to timid and sweet again and smiled at Randall warmly, all forgiven, " I'm sure I'll get used to him, Madison .." She held out a web-fingered, delicate hand I'm Sybil Zygodactyl. And you?"
He shook it , his gaze wondering briefly down her curves, "Randall Boggs. What floor do you work on?"
" The Scar Floor. My first day...I'm a little nervous, I have to admit." She pulled out a dainty handkerchief and swabbed up the coffee that splattered on a cop machine side, polishing it to a neat shine once more. Why did he make her feel like she had butterflies in her stomach flittering around?
Randall raised an eyebrow, wondering how someone like her could end up on the Scare Floor. He couldn't imagine a female, much less a rather innocent one like this scaring kids. "Well...guess I'll see you later then ." He nodded to them both then wondered down the Scare Floor hall.
Sybil watched him go and sighed in a dreamy manner that sounded almost like a schoolgirl with a crush to Madison.
"If you say so, Randall." Madison said, replying to his earlier comment about the coffee. She returned o her desk, picking up the pager. "Attention, all units. Watch out for Randall, Scare Floor, he has not had his coffee today. Repeat: he has not had his coffee."
Sybil smirked, trying to keep from laughing, but failing miserably, "Is he always like that? Talk about getting up on the wrong side of the bed....cute tail though." She giggled and snagged a can of Monster Cola. She'd already had two and was on a major sugar rush.
Mike Wazowski, who had just entered the building, grimaced as the message blared over the and retreated to a disposal unit, retrieving a large paper bag and putting it over himself in hopes of avoiding the ill-tempered reptile. The brown bag stumbled past Madison's desk on the way to the Scare Floor, "Thanks for the warning, Maddy ," He bumped into a post, "Excuse me..."
"Yes, Miss Sybil, he's a grouch. A sneak, too, actually. Seems at one point, he was involved in some big scandal concerning the kidnapping of human children. Or something like that...Morning, Mr. Wazowski." Madison said to the large paper bag as it shuffled past. "No problem. Please say hello to Celia for me and ask if my order for sonic wave oscillators has gone out yet."Mike gave her a thumbs up as he walked .
Sybil stared at Madison in shock, "that's terrible! And I thought he seemed sorta sweet.. Men...I'm never going to find the right one. probably has a girl friend anyway." She sighed and looked at her watch to see when the shift started.
Madison shrugged with a grunt that could've been an "I don't know" or an "I don't care". Perhaps both.
"You and me both, hon. I'd like to know how he found out the little boogers aren't dangerous." she replied. "Y'gotta admit, he's clever." Madison liked clever, quite a bit, actually. It was an admirable trait; Randall had just used it in the wrong way. She straightened a stack of papers and set them aside."He's cute, too." she added, without looking up from her inbox. "I'm sure he's come around, or is close to it. He's just a presumptuous grouch with delusions of grandeur at the moment."
Sybil chuckled and sorted out her paper work, "I better take this by to Roz then get to work or I'll be fired on my first day. What a black mark on my record that would make!" She finished cleaning up the papers and coffee and headed off to the dispatch office.
DISPATCH OFFICE:
Sybil smiled warmly at Roz and handed her the paper work, trying to be polite despite the frigidness of the area and the sign over the counter that says "My way of the highway" " 'morning , Roz! My, you look lovely today...are those new glasses?"
Roz grunted in reply and turned to file the papers. Behind her Sybil caught a glimpse of a push pin board covered with excuse notes from Mike. An amused look covered her face. She had yet to meet the small green monster in person but from what she had heard and the look of it he was quite a character. Maybe she'd fit in here after all.
Just then a message came over the com system that made her blood turn colder than usual and she raced to the Scare Floor without looking back.
MAIN OFFICE:
"Madison," came a tinny voice from her intercom. She pressed a red button and spoke, "Yah..."
"We've got some trouble with the doors on the Scare Floor here."
"Great..." she muttered to herself. "Which one?"
"Four."
Level four. That was...everyone from A to F. She visibly cringed, realizing it was Randall's floor. Nothing for it...She made her way up, taking note of every imperfection the plant had. This office was untidy. That hall needed sweeping. What was that SMELL?!
After only a few minutes, someone ran to meet her in the hall. "Madison!" the short monster gasped. "We really need help now!!" Without another word of explanation, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her the rest of the way.
When they arrived on Level Four Scare Floor, Madison looked around to see nothing short of chaos. The doors were locked in place, and a great number of monsters were gathered around one in particular."What's happened?" Madison demanded, pushing her way through.
"It's broken! The door is broken, like it was destroyed!" someone shouted above the din.
"Meaning...?"
"Meaning you can turn it on, but it won't open out."
"Well, that's not so bad, that can be fixed. Granted it's nothing too serious." Madison answered. "What's the deal?"
There was a pause before she was addressed. "We had a scarer in there when it broke down."
By Laserbeak7007
Disclaimer: I in no way own Monsters Inc., Randall Boggs, Mike, Sulley, Roz or any other recognizable names. Madison is borrowed from my friend Sparky and Pattillo belongs to another friend. Sybil is mine. ^_^
MONSTERS INC: MAIN OFFICE ENTRACE:
Right below the factory entrance sign featuring a giant blue M and an eye, it read, "We Scare Because We Care."Randall rolled his reptilian eyes as he entered "Whatever..."
He stepped into the big circular room and passed the info desk as the phone rang and Celia turned it on speakerphone. "Hello Celia. This is Mr. Fearmonger, I won't be in the office today on account that I have a terrible cold in one of my two heads"
"Wimp," Randall muttered, shaking his head, and strutted toward the locker room, cracking his knuckles. Just another glorious day on the job. Joy of joys. His customary sneer formed on his wide, pebbly-scaled face. What a joke.
"Mornin', Randall." said gopher and techster Madison.
"Yeah, it is." was the grouchy reply.
"The usual, sir?" Madison asked from her desk. Randall only grunted an affirmation. The young monster behind the desk slid a mug of hot black coffee across to him.
She had a squarish head with long pointed ears and large eyes. Her snout was short (as was her stature) and reptilian, and her long tail ended in a paddle. Her sharp, slender black fingers continued typing as Randall snatched up the mug and plodded off.
Madison paused and glanced up at him as he walked away. 'Man, what a grouch...', she thought, fingering her tall collar. Her black, pointed boots tapped the floor impatiently as she wondered what could be done to make him less of a grouch, which would, consequentially, make everyone else's day a lot nicer.
Randall muttered and plodded off toward corridor marked "Scare Floor". Why did everyone have to be so disgustingly cheerful? It was enough to make a guy SICK! If only he could.. BAM .He slammed straight into someone exiting that hall. Papers and black coffee flew everywhere. Randall shook his head, not yet having seen the other monster, "Hey!!! Why don't you watch where you're goin..." He stopped dead and his jaw dropped in astonishment.
The female monster's eyes widened, "Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry! It's my first day here and I wasn't watching where I was going and well.." She trailed off, blushing. She was a winged reptilian looking monster with a figure to rival Celia's and a shock of purple hair on her lavender and black head. Dragon- like wings sprouted from her back and her taunt body was trimmed in a light blue work dress.
"Uh…", Randall was rather stunned as she started to collect her papers)
"Everything ok over there?" Madison called, leaning out over her tiny desk. She lowered an eyebrow at the mess. "Right..." The gopher paged a janitor and soon approached. "Did it spill on any machinery?" she asked. For it was her job as technician to make sure everything worked, as it should.
Meanwhile Randall scrambled to this feet, helping her gather up papers, stammering..which was about unheard of for him, "Gee..I hope I didn't hurt you when you ran into me."
She stared at him, getting a kinda dreamy tone as she curled a strand of hair around one finger, "Hurt me? No...I'm fine."
The color shifter noticed a group of trainees had stopped and were staring . Instantly his attitude snapped back to normal in embarrassment and indignation, "What are you looking at, huh???" He turned and glared at Madison to signify this meant her as well.
"Easy, man." Madison held up her small, black hands in a defensive pose. "Just making sure you didn't break anything."
"You shouldn't have snapped at her. She didn't do anything to you. It was my fault, not her's." the other female added, her blue eyes flashing as she tossed a strand of hair over one shoulder, still looking directly at him in a way that made his stomach squirm a bit, almost like she was shooting death rays at him. Geeze Louise, can't a guy take his frustration out any more in the work place without setting off a time bomb in the form of a femme he's trying to impress???
" I didn't mean it like that..." he began
" Then apologize." She looked at him expectantly, crossing her slender arms over her chest.
Randall looked at Madison and felt his cheeks reddening more, then mumbled, while looking down, " Uh… I'm sorry..."
" Excuse me?" The winged female prompted.
Randall gritted his needle teeth and forced himself not to look humiliated as he met Madison's gaze, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you..."
"In'at cute." Madison grinned. "Apology accepted, Mr. Randall. Even though you didn't mean it. I see you've met Sybil, our newest member. Get used to seeing His Grouchiness around here, Sybil. Speaking of whom, Mr. Randall, more coffee?"
Randall stared at the floor, his scales burning, "No...that's fine, Madison. I'll go without today." He was forcing politeness to make himself look better infront of the new girl and not doing a terrific job, but hey, he had virtually NO practice, eh?
Sybil had wordlessly made a transformation back to timid and sweet again and smiled at Randall warmly, all forgiven, " I'm sure I'll get used to him, Madison .." She held out a web-fingered, delicate hand I'm Sybil Zygodactyl. And you?"
He shook it , his gaze wondering briefly down her curves, "Randall Boggs. What floor do you work on?"
" The Scar Floor. My first day...I'm a little nervous, I have to admit." She pulled out a dainty handkerchief and swabbed up the coffee that splattered on a cop machine side, polishing it to a neat shine once more. Why did he make her feel like she had butterflies in her stomach flittering around?
Randall raised an eyebrow, wondering how someone like her could end up on the Scare Floor. He couldn't imagine a female, much less a rather innocent one like this scaring kids. "Well...guess I'll see you later then ." He nodded to them both then wondered down the Scare Floor hall.
Sybil watched him go and sighed in a dreamy manner that sounded almost like a schoolgirl with a crush to Madison.
"If you say so, Randall." Madison said, replying to his earlier comment about the coffee. She returned o her desk, picking up the pager. "Attention, all units. Watch out for Randall, Scare Floor, he has not had his coffee today. Repeat: he has not had his coffee."
Sybil smirked, trying to keep from laughing, but failing miserably, "Is he always like that? Talk about getting up on the wrong side of the bed....cute tail though." She giggled and snagged a can of Monster Cola. She'd already had two and was on a major sugar rush.
Mike Wazowski, who had just entered the building, grimaced as the message blared over the and retreated to a disposal unit, retrieving a large paper bag and putting it over himself in hopes of avoiding the ill-tempered reptile. The brown bag stumbled past Madison's desk on the way to the Scare Floor, "Thanks for the warning, Maddy ," He bumped into a post, "Excuse me..."
"Yes, Miss Sybil, he's a grouch. A sneak, too, actually. Seems at one point, he was involved in some big scandal concerning the kidnapping of human children. Or something like that...Morning, Mr. Wazowski." Madison said to the large paper bag as it shuffled past. "No problem. Please say hello to Celia for me and ask if my order for sonic wave oscillators has gone out yet."Mike gave her a thumbs up as he walked .
Sybil stared at Madison in shock, "that's terrible! And I thought he seemed sorta sweet.. Men...I'm never going to find the right one. probably has a girl friend anyway." She sighed and looked at her watch to see when the shift started.
Madison shrugged with a grunt that could've been an "I don't know" or an "I don't care". Perhaps both.
"You and me both, hon. I'd like to know how he found out the little boogers aren't dangerous." she replied. "Y'gotta admit, he's clever." Madison liked clever, quite a bit, actually. It was an admirable trait; Randall had just used it in the wrong way. She straightened a stack of papers and set them aside."He's cute, too." she added, without looking up from her inbox. "I'm sure he's come around, or is close to it. He's just a presumptuous grouch with delusions of grandeur at the moment."
Sybil chuckled and sorted out her paper work, "I better take this by to Roz then get to work or I'll be fired on my first day. What a black mark on my record that would make!" She finished cleaning up the papers and coffee and headed off to the dispatch office.
DISPATCH OFFICE:
Sybil smiled warmly at Roz and handed her the paper work, trying to be polite despite the frigidness of the area and the sign over the counter that says "My way of the highway" " 'morning , Roz! My, you look lovely today...are those new glasses?"
Roz grunted in reply and turned to file the papers. Behind her Sybil caught a glimpse of a push pin board covered with excuse notes from Mike. An amused look covered her face. She had yet to meet the small green monster in person but from what she had heard and the look of it he was quite a character. Maybe she'd fit in here after all.
Just then a message came over the com system that made her blood turn colder than usual and she raced to the Scare Floor without looking back.
MAIN OFFICE:
"Madison," came a tinny voice from her intercom. She pressed a red button and spoke, "Yah..."
"We've got some trouble with the doors on the Scare Floor here."
"Great..." she muttered to herself. "Which one?"
"Four."
Level four. That was...everyone from A to F. She visibly cringed, realizing it was Randall's floor. Nothing for it...She made her way up, taking note of every imperfection the plant had. This office was untidy. That hall needed sweeping. What was that SMELL?!
After only a few minutes, someone ran to meet her in the hall. "Madison!" the short monster gasped. "We really need help now!!" Without another word of explanation, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her the rest of the way.
When they arrived on Level Four Scare Floor, Madison looked around to see nothing short of chaos. The doors were locked in place, and a great number of monsters were gathered around one in particular."What's happened?" Madison demanded, pushing her way through.
"It's broken! The door is broken, like it was destroyed!" someone shouted above the din.
"Meaning...?"
"Meaning you can turn it on, but it won't open out."
"Well, that's not so bad, that can be fixed. Granted it's nothing too serious." Madison answered. "What's the deal?"
There was a pause before she was addressed. "We had a scarer in there when it broke down."