After years, you're happy to see your brother. It was an emotional reunion. Right now, Randall is in a room with your guys' parents. You're with Mike and Sulley at the moment as they give you a tour around the place. Your guys' parents had something to tell Randall.
He's seated across from them and he says, "Look. Guys. I'm sorry it's been so long since I've been around you. College did a number on me. I couldn't deal with anyone. I feel bad that I've distanced myself from (Y/N) of anyone. I didn't think my absence was gonna take its toll on HER. Rendering her unable to speak. I feel so fucking bad. I feel like a shit head. I... I really do." He sighs and he looks away.
Your mom says, "Randall. Don't think like that." He looks at them. Your dad says, "Randall... Your mom and I have something to talk to you about." Randall says, "What is it, dad? Tell me." He says, "Now that you've seen your sister, your mom and I have thought about getting a new place."
Randall says, "Are you guys moving away or what?" Your mom says, "Not too far, perse. Just about two hundred miles away. But we wanted to talk to you about this because you're the only family she's got besides us. She was still living with us passed age eighteen because of her being silent. But now that she's spoken and seen you, we were wondering if it's alright with you that she'll live with you for a while."
Randall says, "Yeah. That's fine with me." Your dad says, "You have enough room, right?" He says, "Yeah. I don't use my bedroom anyways. I'm always sleeping in the living room. I have a couch that folds out into a bed and I just sleep on that. There's a single mattress and a dresser drawer in the bedroom. It's a one room apartment."
Your mom says, "Thank you so much, Randall. I think she'll like to live with you for a while. She's missed you so much, honey. You understand, right?" Randall says, "Believe me guys... I miss her too. I feel like shit for staying away from her for so long. After hearing about her not speaking for a long time, it shocked me. I won't lie. I was pretty fucking upset about it. And nowadays, nothing makes me cry. Nothing." He sighs and says, "I feel like it was all my fault. (Y/N) means everything to me."
Your dad says, "Son. We really do appreciate this. It's alright. None of what (Y/N) had gone through for the past ten years was your fault. You didn't know she'd be like that. Your absence really did affect her, though. You two were so close and still are."
Your mom says, "It's nice to finally hear her speaking again. I know she's still in the process of trying. She has not let out a word in so long that it's hard for her to try without stuttering." Randall says, "It's alright. I'm just happy to see her again." They keep talking.
(Time skip.)
A couple of days pass. Your speaking is getting better. It's progressing after ten years of you being silent. Seeing Randall again really helped. You're happy to see him again. And also happy that you'll be living with him since your parents are thinking about moving away soon.
You've already gotten your things packed and you're moving into your brother's place with him, today. Your stuff is in the back seat with you. Other things of yours are in the trunk of your parents' car. They're driving you to Randall's apartment.
Your dad says, "It's good to hear you speaking again, sweetheart." You say, "G-good to... speak a-again." Your mom says, "It's getting better. You haven't spoken in so long. We've been looking forward to this. Really happy you saw your brother again." You say, "M-me too... mom."
Your dad says, "We understand that the biggest part of you was gone for a while. Your brother. It's no wonder it affected you so badly." You sit back in your seat. You lay against a pillow. You've got your stuffed bear Icarus in your arms. The one Randall sent to you before he was deemed missing.
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Monsters Inc One Shots (The Majority of it Being Randall)
FanfictionYeppers... One shots for Monsters Inc. I've been kind of obsessed, recently. Anyways, yeah... Monshots. * Monsters Inc, University, etc. do NOT belong to me.