Monsters Inc Randall Voice Novels & Stories

Kaziel smirks at me, and I try not to blush, only to fail spectacularly. Hera sniffles, keeping her gaze on the floor. “F-fine, I-I’ll tell you.” “Go ahead,” my man says, moving over to lean against my chair. Hera lifts her gaze, her eyes filled with fear. “I remember meeting one of the top members. She…she introduced herself as Mrs Ember…Randall.” My blood runs cold in my veins. Tyler’s mother?!

Audrey cursed and immediately slapped Sandra hard on the cheek "Aakkkk!" Sandra shrieked angrily. "That's for you, monster, not my friend," She glared at Sandra below her. "Leave me!" Sandra shrieked out in a guttural voice. Audrey was shocked to hear her speak, even though her voice was nothing like her real voice, but the fact that she could still speak as a monster gave her hope that Sandra was trying hard to fight off the darkness, it meant she still had some consciousness left in her.

"I've seen everything now, alright. You're still threatening me even with things as they are!" Some were rendered speechless by Fane. Everything this guy did seemed unbelievable. No one could tell what was going on in his mind. Randall, who had been quiet the whole time, suddenly said, "Are you not worried at all? Are you not afraid? Since that's the case, keep at it. Don't forget what you promised, though!"

A voice called out over the speakers on the maintenance console. The sound startled Rancid causing him to turn around without thinking. “What’s that?” Rancid asked. “Fuck I don’t know,” Isaac replied. “Somebody’s trying to call us.” “Wait a second,” Rancid said. He put up his hand to silence everyone so he could listen to the voice. It sounded like two officials talking to each other. The quality of the sound was poor and hard to make out, but Rancid was sure they weren’t talking to them. He took off towards the console followed by Isaac, Bohdan and Cara.

"I'm grateful." Randall laughed then coughed, " Ouch. It hurts everywhere." he strained grunted. "For what? We're friends right...? Remember a sweet friendship refreshes the soul." “Gosh... hope mother won't start… looking for me… “ he said then closed his eyes. “And one more thing… I’m a prince.” “Damn… My body and mind are too stiff to react to that.” the young oversized girl said. - Randall opened his eyes as he looked at the Egregious being then side looked at Priscilla.

I shifted but the effect was still the same. Seconds later and I finally heard something. It was a voice. And unfortunately, it was Randall’s. He was still alive? “Have you had your fun, Katniss?” he asked. His voice came from behind me. If I could just free myself out of this trance, his mouth was the first thing about him that I would rip. “I did but it’s not enough. So quit being a spoilsport and let me out of here, your majesty.” Randall laughed.

The man said in an oddly loud voice. “Is he with someone?” When Randall didn't get an answer, he pushed past him and entered the room, looking round, “Father, I thought I heard voices. Who are you speaking with?” “Ah, Randall, I was on a call with the doctor in charge of Harriet's case. Why were you being so loud?” “I could have sworn I heard someone else's voice, though.” “Oh, you must have been mistaken, son. I'm the only one here. or would you like to take a look around? You're old man is now a liar I suppose.” Doctor Walton said dismissively.

Randall then leans in close to his ear and whispers something before lifting his head once more and growling, “Let this be a lesson for you. You do not touch one that is not yours. You touch her again and it will be worse for her…” Randall looks over at me with Hugo sharing, so that I know and understand that both of them are in agreement. Randall lets his hair go and walks over to stand in front of me. He places his hand on my cheek, sliding his thumb back and forth. He leans in and whispers, “I told you no one touches you but me and if they do, you now know how much pain you will endure with just the smallest of touches.”

Zen snickered, leaning on the pillar of the temple, smirking mischievously at Randall. “Shut up.” Randall growled. “Oh, imagine, words are enough to hurt an Army General. Sir, you have successfully shown your weakness.” Zen’s smirk grew wider, leaning closer to his face. “Shut your damn mouth. Have you ever seen me throwing emotional tantrums?” Randall scoffed, straightening his back. “Who knows, I might, now.” Zen chuckled, teasing him but Randall only frowned in displeasure in return. Randall was pissed because Zen had found something he never showed and he shall use it to taunt him now, he wouldn’t let go of this talk easily.

“Maybe I am playing the damsel, but I told you, I will make sure you have nothing. One by one, I will take everything.” “Cute,” I said sweetly. “Keep telling yourself that, Mila. But don’t forget — I always win.” “If you were winning, Arianna, you wouldn’t be wasting your time talking to me,” Mila ssid, tilting her head. “Maybe you should worry about Gabe. Because I’m not the only reason he’s slipping away.” That landed like a slap. Before I could reply, a scream tore through the rooftop. The crowd parted as Randall staggered toward the pool, clutching his stomach, blood and colorful foam spilling from his mouth. His throat bulged like something was tearing him apart from the inside.