The Two Kinds of Glaze (Mike x Sully AU)

Chapter 1

My name is Michael Wazowski--but people usually call me Mike. I am an it, a monster. I am feared by humans, although having a plump body shape. One large eye, two dull horns, and lime green skin. My legs are like sticks--same with my arms. I'm surprised my legs can withstand the rest of my weight.

I live in a world where monsters roam the planet. They coexist with humans, but only when they go to sleep. We like to hide under their beds, of all kinds. Twins, queens, kings, bunk beds, waterbeds, futons, and cribs. Too many beds to name. You may ask--how is that even possible? Where are the humans before nighttime? They have lives similar to monsters; jobs, children, pets. Humans coexist with us but only through the power of a magic door. A portal between two realities. And Monsters Inc. is in charge of it.

Monsters Incorporated, or Inc. for short. It is a facility that provides the necessary materials for interdimensional travel. I don't know how it works, but it does, and only the CEO knows why.

Most monsters work there--including me--to essentially frighten the humans. Although most of us look quite silly, it is enough to give people a good scare. It's odd that monsters like myself have to be a freak show to pay the rent, but nobody questions it.

I work as one of the scarers. They are the ones who go into a door and scare the humans. It isn't the only job that people can apply for, however. Monsters can become janitors, trainers, pest control--because cockroaches also coexist with both monsters and humans--and even receptionists. One of the receptionists is named Celia Mae. She likes to stare at me from time to time, with her purple snake locks that can turn people into stone. Her teal-tinted dress is quite elegant and with her lavender skin, accompanied by a single iris.

My eye, however, is on a different monster. Sully. He is also a scarer--just like me--and has two eyes. His blue hide with purple polka dots is not at all except colorful. His colors compliment each other quite well. His horns are much sharper than mine, and he is twice--almost thrice--as tall as I am. Sully is better than me in every way, and I would be jealous if I didn't admit that he was a sight to behold.

Maybe one day I will be able to go over and talk to him again.