Meanwhile, Mike was teaching his first class, Tylor taking notes.
"Welcome to Mike's very first class on comedy. I'm Mike. Hello. It's my class, on comedy. Before we get started, I'd like to say a few words about my comedy journey. I was born in a tiny hamlet..." Mike started.
"I have got to get onto that Laugh Floor," Tylor remarked.
"Yeah, can't happen soon enough," a HSS member said.
"Tell me about it. They stuck me down with the MIFT lunatics," Tylor said.
"Huh. Brutal," she responded.
"Yeah. 'Monsters, Inc. Facilities Team'," he scoffed then continued, "I've yet to see them fix anything. I'm surprised this place is still standing. Sooner I get away from those guys, the better. Even though my best friend from my childhood is in it."
"That's rough, man," the HSS member told him.
"Yeah. She's the only good part about MIFT, even though she doesn't deserve to be in it," Tylor explained.
"Well, that helps to know," Jamie smirked, getting his attention.
"Hey," he greeted.
"I heard about what happened with Duncan," she replied.
"Yeah. That wasn't fun," Tylor said.
"Sorry. I threatened him to throw him in the trash shoot," Jamie told him.
"You didn't," he chuckled.
"I did," she nodded.
"Well, thanks for sticking up for me," Tylor smiled.
"You're welcome," Jamie returned.
Then they heard whispers calling for Tylor.
"Tylor. Tylor. Tylor! Hey!" Fritz called.
"No. Stop it!" Tylor begged.
"Ty-Ty! Hi!" Fritz continued.
"What are you doing here?" Tylor asked.
"You forgot your Drooler Cooler," Fritz answered.
"And us," Val added.
"So, I insisted we all bring it to you," Fritz said.
"Aren't we lucky?" Duncan asked sarcastically.
"Ah! More students. Hello! Take a seat," Mike replied.
"Hey, thanks! So, when you say 'take a seat,' does that mean I have to return it? Ha! You see what I did there? My first joke. Wow. Mr. W, the class really works," Fritz said as he sat on the other side of Tylor.
"Don't quit your day job," Mike told him then continued, "We'll be chatting about my Ten Rules of Comedy. Ready? 'Punch line does not mean actually punching somebody'."
"I joined the improv group at MU, Monsters of Comedy. You were in it, right?" Val pointed out.
"Nope," Tylor said.
"They did this thing, 'Yes, and...' where you have to say, 'Yes, and...' They asked for 50 bucks and I said, 'Yes, and...' 'Hundred bucks?' 'Yes, and...' 'Two hundred bucks?' 'Yes, and...' It was a very expensive class," Val explained.
"That's it for me. Got through quicker than I thought. Here's Ms. Flint to share comedy data. Back to the Laugh Floor," Mike said before leaving.
"'Comedy theory. It's no laughing matter'," Ms. Flint began.
Mike then went back to the Laugh Floor as the power continued to flicker.
"Another power outage?" Celia asked.
"Don't you worry, schmoopsie-poo. Your power ball of comedy is back," Mike assured then replied as a door came, "Perfect timing, Fungus."
"With these power outages, I don't think it's safe," Fungus told him.
"Out of my way. I got 35 and three-quarter hours left on my energy drink," Mike said.
"I don't think you should go in!" Fungus warned.
"I'm going in!" Mike declared before shutting the door behind him.
Then the door started lifting and shaking before powering down.
"Reset, reset, reset!" Fungus said, tried that, then yelled, "Oh, that's not working! We've got a 13-20. A 13-20!"
"Googly bear's trapped!" Celia exclaimed.
The snakes on her head screamed.
Back in the class, Tylor and Jamie were taking notes as Fritz fell asleep on Tylor's shoulder.
"Comedy is not just about laughter. It's also about rules, categories, and acronyms. Any questions?" Ms. Flint asked.
Banana Bread blew raspberries in response.
"Oh. Interesting insight," Ms. Flint commented.
Then an alarm sounded, waking Fritz up.
"Attention, please. We have a 13-20. I need MIFT to report to Laugh Floor F-station-five," Celia's voice sounded over the intercom.
"13-20. A monster is trapped. Duncan, grab Cutter," Fritz said.
"Got it," Duncan nodded and left.
"Val, Jamie, gear up!" Fritz instructed.
"Gearing up," Val responded.
"Got it," Jamie nodded.
"Tylor, you're with us. Come on!" Fritz urged.
"Me? Yeah, there's nothing..." Tylor started.
"Tylor, you are with us. Come on!" Fritz told him and they all obeyed.
"Actually, Banana Bread, is it?" Ms. Flint called.
He blew a raspberry in response.
"Could you stay behind for a moment?" she requested.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N Oh man! Mike's trapped!
YOU ARE READING
Monsters at Work Season 1 (Sulley X Y/N & Tylor X Jamie)
FanfictionTylor is recruited by Monsters Inc. to be a Scarer, but when he gets there, he finds out they aren't scaring anymore, but making kids laugh. He is then brought into MIFT, a group in Monsters Inc. that repair parts of the company. Along with that, he...
