The Two Kinds of Glaze (Mike x Sully AU)

Chapter 5

Unfortunately, I have no idea where Sully lives. He might not even live in town. But I have to find him. Sure, I could go to therapy, but how do I even approach a therapist that I'm having trouble forgiving myself after fucking an acquaintance in a Krispy Kreme?

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I stop at the gymnasium. Assuming that his irresistible physique isn't genetic, I open the doors. This particular gym is quite popular. New monsters join their membership every hour. Billboards are displayed of "MONSTER BUFF 24-HOUR GYM" nearly every mile. At least that is what I assumed. Maybe it isn't such a good idea to judge things from an outside perspective.

I go to the front desk in a large room. I don't know if it's big because of the architecture or of how empty it is. The chamber is accompanied by a singular fern that looks like it hasn't been watered in weeks. A traditional chair is replaced by a large bench in the middle of the room.

The clerk states that he doesn't know if Sully is still there, but that I can go investigate and see for myself. I asked if he knew where Sully lived, and he said he could go check the system.

I proceed to exit the waiting room and towards the locker rooms. There are a couple of monsters resting in the Men's room; sitting on a bench next to the showers. Lockers are lined up across the walls, and are visible upon entering the partition between the gymnasium and the boundaries of the Men's washroom.

The monsters say that they have seen Sully leaving just about an hour ago, talking about going to his old friend Randall's mansion. One of them informs me that Randall lives quite far away from here. I would have to take the freeway until I went onto Exit 37, where I would then see the huge estate, which consists of Randall. According to him--something I would be unable to miss. I thank them for their helpful demeanor and walk out of the locker room.

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I remember the last time I went to this gym. It was about two years ago. I was recently hired to be a scarer for Monster's Inc. How joyous of times they were, and how naive I was. I just graduated college and was hired for my degree in psychology. I don't know how the two occupations correlate to one another, but I accepted the job, as I heard they paid well. They didn't, however. I was paid half of the salary they promised. But I couldn't just leave--I signed a contract. Forever bound to the clutches of Monster's Inc, I had to make do with what I had.

I was desperate to make ends meet, as my initial paycheck was not going to make ends meet. There was a Krispy Kreme opening about a block away from the facility, so I applied for a part-time job there. Every once in a while I reminiscence on the past few years of my life, and I wonder if I would have fared better without working at Monster's Inc.

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Staring off into the confines of the gymnasium, I felt like doing some squats. Just like old times. Just a couple of traditional squats, and then I'll be on my way.

The room is quite hot at this time of day. I start to sweat as I bend my knees, and stretch my thick booty. My legs feel slightly sore after I'm done, and I wipe the sweat off my thin legs.

The clerk at the front desk informs me that Sully lives at this address. He shows me the computer system, with the blue LED shining into my face. I read the address shown, and realize that his address isn't that far away from here. That's convenient. Just in case, I'll stop by his apartment before I go to Randall's.