Monster Inc Janitor Novels & Stories

Although she had gotten used to being patient and tolerating insults, she knew when to draw the line. All bark and no bite. Cindy’s face was twisted with fury as she did not expect a janitor to be disrespectful to her. A sinister smile appeared on her face in the blink of an eye. “I heard that you have a daughter. Are you working as a janitor because you were someone’s mistress and you were chased out by his wife?” Cindy scoffed. Monique had no intention of wasting her time on Cindy as she was already immune to insults, all she wanted was to finish cleaning as soon as she could. She took the mop and started cleaning the floor where Cindy stood.

You're welcome here He smiled and I smiled broadly Me: thank you sir Janitor : you know what? Cindy, don't worry about the toilets anymore. I'll have other maids to do it. Spend time with your friend Cindy : really? Thank you so much. Blue you're the best goodluck charm ever I laughed and thanked the janitor We left and went to do other things Next day, Derek called me and told me not to be nervous that the prince was nice. I breathed in and thanked him.

Aside from avoiding trouble with her suitor or whatever her relationship with that bastard, I don't want other people to think that we have a thing. Presently, I am heading back now to our room section. As I am walking down the lobby when I saw the janitor of our school from the distance. He was collecting the garbages and put it on the garbage cart he was holding. I think he was the janitor that Cali was talking about to. I walk in his direction. "Let me help you," I say and carry the trash can that he was about to grab. "Oh, thank you, buddy." He says. He is already old, but not that fragile man.

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

Anthony bowed his head and replied in a voice that was barely above a whisper, "I… I really couldn't find any other jobs… I still need to eat, don't I?" "Alright," I answered with a laugh. That had Anthony's head snapping up, an ember of hope igniting in his gaze. "Really? Kimmy, you still care about what we had—" "Don't misunderstand," I cut him off. "The company needs a janitor to clean the toilets, and I feel that you're perfectly suited for the job. After all, your best skill is to create trash, so having you clean trash now is technically putting that skill to good use."

The woman in the lab coat backed off, her hands clamped over her ears. “Warning! Human emotions detected!” she cried. “Cleaning is failing! Security, help me in Room 402!” The air tore open. Three figures stepped through—like the Specialist, but clad in black armor, carrying poles buzzing with blue electricity. “The Janitors,” June whispered. The Janitors stayed silent. They moved fast. One swung his pole at June. She dove; blue energy grazed her head. The air smelled burned. “Dante, look out!” The second Janitor grabbed Dante's neck and flung him across the floor. Dante slid twenty feet, hitting the wall hard.

“And it’s good stuff. It’s lemon Ice. You’ll like it.” I handed her the money. “Sally didn’t like it very much.” “Sally, who?” Carla asked as she shoved the cash into her pocket. She didn’t know or didn’t care that she had helped ruin two lives. After I found the source of the Ice, I had to turn her in to keep her from hurting anyone else. “What’s the janitor’s name, and what does he look like?” I asked. “They call him Rocky,” she said. “He’s got brown hair, and he’s tall and thin. And he always wears those green work pants like old guys wear.”

Simmon, or I'll be the first to hunt him down! After Jeremy ended the call, the amusement that had been on his face from our earlier banter had faded significantly. He then turned to face me, his expression somewhat complicated. "Tania…" He rarely addressed me like that in the company. "It's all in the past now," I said calmly, tossing the magazine in the trash. Jeremy nodded, not saying another word. When it was time to get off of work, Jeremy and I entered the elevator together. In one corner of the elevator stood a man in a janitor's uniform, his head bowed as he scrubbed vigorously at a stain. He had a stooped figure, streaks of white in his hair, and the smell of cheap disinfectant clun

He had seen that his men's weaponry could do nothing to the monster at all, and yet, Jared managed to wound the monster with just a dagger. The monster seemingly sensed something as it let out an angry roar. Immediately after, it stretched its hand out to grab Jared. The latter pulled the dagger out and did not dodge the oncoming attack. Many thought that Jared could not react in time and would soon be squashed by the raging monster. Yet, Janus only stood there with an impassive face and did not move. Simon spat. "This is your idea of loyalty? To watch your boss die?" Janus straight up ignored him as he only gave him a faint glance before turning to look at Jared.

"Jack, I think you should turn around. I don't like this." "Oh, you're just afraid of the dark." "Do you remember what was waiting for us in the dark last time? Get out of there." Janice, Ellie, and the man at the controls exchanged worried looks. "There is no way a bunch of mole people are going to be waiting for me down here. Just calm down and let me do my job," he said. "What is your job exactly?" Alex's eyebrows raised inquisitively in Janice's direction. "I'm chasing out the monsters in the basement. What do you think I'm doing?"