Life and Amnesia

Part 15

Another five years went by, and Randall was now living on his own. He still lived in Roarington in the house, but now, there was something different, all three of his kids had moved on to college to pursue all the business degrees that they wanted to specialize in. It did feel a little lonely at times being in the house alone since he hadn't been alone in years. It made him go to Rambo's place a lot more to hang out when they weren't working.

At the shop, Rambo was more than his best friend now. He was the boss now that Mr. Yates had retired, and he wouldn't fire Randall for anything. And he would be happy to let his son, Alonzo, work there too when he was home. He was happy to let Randall's son get some working experience.

When Randall's vacation time came up that year, he thought about making a trip back to Monstropolis to do what he needed to do. He had to do this. It would be the only way he could feel fully better about himself being reformed. He had personal business to do.

He told Rambo where he was going and told him to look after the kids for him should he not come back. At least that is when they visited. Sometimes they came home on the weekends from college. And on the holidays.

Randall knew this was just something he had to do. He left for Monstropolis.

After being away for over twenty years, the city was sure to have forgotten about him by now. It might be safer for him to be there.

It was over a two hour drive back to his old home town. When he got there, he did drive by his old apartment place. And other places he had lived and been to in his younger years. Some had changed and others hadn't.

But the next thing he did was check into a hotel. This one didn't seem to have restrictions on it's visitors either. To use his credit card, it also required id. And the card showed Alexander Nicks as his name.

Randall still hated to live a lie where that was his name. But it had kept him safe all these years.

Now that he had a place to stay for a few days, he started looking up his old rivals in the phone book.

He saw Mike's name, along with Celia's. He had evidently married her. Then he found Sullivan's address. At least the two friends were living apart now.

Randall couldn't help but wonder what life was like at the old factory too. He found and got a newspaper. It did read that Monsters, Inc was doing well, among many of its other stories. And he did see that Sullivan was now the CEO of it.

No wonder it had changed to laugh energy. Mr. Waternoose would have never allowed that to happen. He wondered what had happened to him, but at the same time, didn't want to see him.

Randall's plan was simple, he just wanted to see Sullivan. Seeing Wazowski would be more hard. Mike always made snark remarks about him back in the day, despite them having been friends and roommates a long time ago.

He saw the phone number for the company hadn't changed. If Sullivan was in fact the CEO, then surely he would be in his office sometime today. Maybe just getting him a note was the way to go to get him to meet up with him.

Randall called the company from his room at the hotel. The secretary that picked up didn't sound like Celia, so she wouldn't recognize his voice.

"Hello, Monsters, Inc." She said.

"Hello, I have a message for the CEO, Mr. Sullivan. I need him to meet me at my hotel, the old Scareville one, room 51, tomorrow night at seven. My name is Alexander Nicks. Just put the message in his office." Randall said.

"Alright Sir. Thank you. I'll be sure to do that." The female monster said.

"Thank you. Bye." He said and hung up.

Now all he could do was wait. He wanted to wait another day just to get his bearings and try to think of things to say. He knew there was a chance of things going south, but he wanted to talk to Sullivan alone.
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The secretary did take the message on a piece of paper to Sulley's office. She saw he wasn't in so she just left it there and went back to work. She knew the boss of the place visited his office many times a day.

Sulley did visit his office around lunchtime to eat his lunch in there, and he did find the message on his desk.

He questioned of who an Alexander Nicks was. But it said to meet him at the Scareville Hotel tomorrow at seven to talk about something.

He visited Mike's comedy floor later and told him about the message when he was in between kid closets.

Mike was a little suspicious. "You want me to go with you?" He asked.

"Nah, I think I can take care of it. Maybe it's just one of the board of directors." Sulley said. Sometimes it was hard even for him to remember all the board of director's names.

"Okay, but be sure to take your phone with you."

"I will, Mike."

Mike had been married to Celia for seven years now and they had one son and one daughter. The son looked like him and his daughter looked like her mom. They were all a family that had one eye.

Sulley went home that evening and wondered what this meeting was about. After all, their factory was doing very well in making laugh energy.