Monster Inc Janitor Novels & Stories

He was so much mesmerized by this. Snap out of it Wayne. Snap out of it! He chided himself inwardly. He thought he needed to say something. "Hi...handsome idol Sir." Was what came out. He bit his lips, embarrassed. How could he fumble in front of his idol? He looked up at Jay who had an amused smile playing on his lips. Jay thought this new janitor would rather fit in a bodyguard's attire than in a janitor's. He thought the guys build was way too much for him to be a janitor. He had noticed the way he stood mesmerized and rooted to the spot when he came out. He's probably one of his many fans out there judging from his reaction and besides that, himself and his friends are extremely popular.

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

“Because I could not walk away.” I walked toward him then. Not with grand romantic steps but with gentle determination. His knuckles still bled freely in the rain. Without asking I reached into the tray and pulled out a clean napkin. I took his hand carefully and wrapped the cloth around his damaged skin. He let me. The feared Monster King stood completely still and allowed someone to care for him. That alone felt huge. “Does it always hurt?” I asked while I tied the napkin gently. He thought I meant the cuts. “Pain becomes familiar.”

" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."

Monster looked at the door and then at JD. “I don’t know, man.” JD admitted and got out of bed himself. He took care of his bathroom business and then dressed in jeans and a gray Henley shirt. He was putting his shoes on when Dean came back into the room in jeans and a green t-shirt with Grandpa from the Munsters “Go to your room.” She told Monster and he looked at JD with sad eyes. “Sorry, buddy. We won’t be gone long.” He promised the dog and gave him a little scratch on the head.

Garrett points to the mess, and I lower my head bashfully. The janitor who, from his name tag, I discover is named "Marty" walks over and throws a rag on top of the coffee, wiping it clean. His motions oddly remind me of my fiasco of a morning with the spilled Moscatto that I tried to clean before my best friends barged into my apartment. I wonder if they're still there, waiting for me to arrive so we can go to Sun Salutations and find our inner peace. God knows I need it right now. As Marty is cleaning, Garrett is silent. He just watches Marty spray a cleaning product on the hardwood floor but refuses to continue our discussion, which makes me nervous. How confidential can his final and ove

"Usually, when a maid cannot be found or is found dead in her room, a Janitor named Thomas disposes of the body. I saw it with my own eyes once. I was lucky too because the other maids that saw it went missing the next day ." "So if I talk to this janitor, I can talk to him?" "Are you trying to die, did you hear anything I just said?" She whispered-shouted. "But if Natasha is in danger then I have to know so I can help her." "If you are ready to forfeit your life as well then, go ahead." She whispered. I knew Natasha was probably fine but there was a good chance that the janitor knew who Hell was or had heard something. It would be so easy to torture the janitor an get information out of him

“Are you the only one here?” “On this floor, I think so,” The man answered fearfully. “Could you tell us what happened?” Emma asked. “Seriously?” The man asked in disbelief as he stared at Emma and Steve like they were lunatics. “Have you been hiding under a rock or something?” “Just humour us,” Marcus said. “How and when did this happen?” The man sighed like he was going to cry. He was in janitor’s uniform which only meant he was at the far bottom of the corporate ladder.

He grabbed the trench coat after seeing a little snowfall from the window. “For real?!” A man with blonde hair circled him and checks him out from head to toe and back to front. “not an artist but a janitor?” his eyes simply showed disbelief same with the other two in the room. “yes, a janitor.” He repeated. The three looked at each other and then grinned at him, “I’m Brian. This here is Mama Chu and Kelly.” Brian extended his hand for a shake and added, “I’m a beta.” The other two followed and said their sub-gender.

It is impossible for me to feed all the monsters alone. The monsters are spawned as newborns, which means they cannot hunt for themselves. The problem can be solved, however. It's all about traps. In the same way, as the pigs fell into the nest, I could create traps and lay bait for the monsters, which would provide me and my army with food. However, all of that could wait. [21 hours] There is only a day left until the wave begins. It's finally time. [STATUS] Name: JIN Race:Demon of Sloth(Elite)