I am awoken suddenly by a large monster. His blue hide with purple polka dots is not at all except colorful. The colors compliment each other quite well. He says his name is James P. Sullivan.
But who am I? I have lost any recollection of my past. A couple of memories here and there, but they are a blur.
James tells me that my name is Mike Wazowski. He says that I am safe here--with him. I don't know where I am, but I think I can trust him.
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The Two Kinds of Glaze (Mike x Sully AU)
RomanceWhen Mike and Sully get into some smexy business at Krispy Kreme, Sully suddenly disappears, and Mike has to find him, for some reason. :/ This story is angsty asf and also kinky if ur into that ;) bestie Idk why I'm putting so much effort into this...
