The Protector of Toon

[Veggirl]

Yeah, I stink at titles.

The plot is, Randall Boggs (my favorite character from Monsters Inc), is sucked into Hollywood, 1947 to protect five Toons who hold a great power that can become deadly if fallen into the wrong hands.

 1. Stuck!

It was a typical day in Monsters Inc. Randall was prepared to do his every day scaring. But that was about to change.
“We are on in seven,” The countdown monster said.
“six...five...four...three...two...one.”
There went the horn. Randall did a small growl and went in
the little girl’s room. He turned invisible, reappeared in front of the girl and scared her. The girl screamed. Randall smiled and started to open the closet door.
It was locked.
Randall tried again.
No good.
He pulled on the knob.
No good.
“Fungus!” He yelled. “GET ME OUT OF HERE!”

Fungus meanwhile was desperately trying to open the door.
“What’s going on?” The new CEO, Sulley asked, coming over to Randall’s station.
“I don’t know!” Fungus said. “It’s just stuck!”
“What?” Sulley exclaimed, trying to push the emergency button.
No good.

Randall banged and kicked the door while the girl was crying, “Mommy, Mommy! Help! Mommy!”
Randall glared at her.
“Shush! I’m trying to think!”
It was too late.
A woman raced into the room.
“What’s going on here?”
She then saw Randall.
She screamed and grabbed the nearest broom.
“Get away from my daughter!”
Randall backed away from the woman. He had been
beaten up by a woman before, and he didn’t want to do it again!
He didn’t watched where he was going and then fell out of the open window, crashing into the rosebushes. He screamed with pain at the rose’s sharp thorns. He got out of the rose bushes and went streaking into the road, not knowing he had been transported into
Hollywood, 1947.


So...what do you guys think so far?

[julayla]

Pretty good so far...I didn't know you were a Randall fan as well! This is so cool!

[Veggirl]

You're a Randall fan too? Cool! ;D Isn't amusing how Randall fans have things in common?

[nauticusvergil]

Yep nother Randall fan here too. Yes it is cool how they have things in common.

[julayla]

Yeah, we're eagerly awaiting the next chapter, please?

[Veggirl]

All right, you asked for it!

2. A special task

Randall crawled up a building and laid on the roof. He was tired, hungry and hopelessly lost. He groaned.
“Why the heck am I stuck here?!”
“Because you are needed for an important task, Randall Boggs.” A voice said.
Randall looked up. A beautiful human woman stood there with
a flowing blue dress and bright glow. Randall narrowed his eyes. “Needed? For what?”
“I am called Penumbra.” The woman said. “I come from a far away land. I came to this world in order to help you protect it.”
“Protect this world?” Randall said, confused.
Penumbra nodded.
“Five figures from this world posses a great power. They had those powers ever since they were born. The power in these posses goodness and can be used for great enchantment. But there is an agent who wants this power, and if it falls into the wrong hands, it can lead to great evil which spells
doom for this whole world.”
“How does it fall into the wrong hands?” Randall couldn’t help
asking.
“The evil one would kill the holder of this great power in order to get it.” Penumbra said. “Your job is to protect these five figures from this evil person.”
“Me?!” Randall stared at her.
Penumbra nodded.
“Hold up,” Randall said, “if these guys have this great power, why don’t they use it to protect themselves?”
“They don’t know they have this power.” Penumbra said. Randall nodded. “Gotcha. Well, who are these guys?”
“Tomorrow morning,” Penumbra told him, “go to the Acme Factory and they will come driving a black truck.”
Randall nodded. “All right, sounds easy enough. Where is this Acme factory?”
Penumbra spread out one arm. Then in a flash, Randall was standing in front of a huge factory. He read the
sign.

IF IT’S ACME, IT’S A GASSER.

Randall frowned. He looked behind him but Penumbra was gone.
“Good speed to you, Randall.” Penumbra’s voice whispered in the wind.


You guys like it so far?

[julayla]

Cool! I'm liking the next chapter already.

[Veggirl]

Here is the next chapter.

3. A murder scene

Randall looked at the sky. It was almost dawn. Better get in. He opened the door and went in. The place was filled with boxes and cartoon stuff. Then Randall saw something that
nearly made him jump out of his skin. A safe was on the floor and under that safe was a body.
Quickly, Randall raced up the wall and hung there, staring at the body.
“Oh boy,” He mumbled. “Was this one of the guys I had to protect?”
Randall, a voice in his head told him, Remember?
Black van! Do you see a black van anywhere?
“All right, all right, so no.” Randall mumbled.
A few hours later, the police came to take the body away. Then a Toon woman came in with the police and was taken up to the office. Randall watched as the police investigated the whole
room, or sometimes taking a break to play with the little Toon gadgets. Then two other men came in and went over to the safe. The woman came down from the office. Randall blended himself to the surroundings and moved down closer to listen.
“Mr. Valiant,” The woman said. One man turned around and was greeted by a slap from the woman. Randall winced.
“Ouch.”
“I hope you’re proud of yourself!” The woman snarled. She turned and walked off. “And those pictures you took!”
Randall looked up at Mr. Valiant, who had a stunned expression on his face. The two policemen who were taking the body away bumped into a box and unleashed
squeaky Toon shoes. A small metal thing landed on the floor. Randall stared at it. A hand buzzer?
Valiant leaned down to pick it up. A cane jabbed his hand.
“Ow!” Valiant yelped.
Randall looked up and felt a chill go down his spine. It was a tall creepy man with a hooked nose, glasses and a pale face. The man looked up. “Is this man removing evidence from the
scene of the crime?”
“Uh no, Judge Doom,” one man said. “Eddie Valiant was just picking it up for you. Weren’t you Eddie?”
Randall frowned. Judge Doom? Heh, wouldn’t want him for
a judge if I was sued for something.
“Hand it over.” Judge Doom said. Valiant smirked.
“Sure!”
He clasped Doom’s hand with his hand, kinda like a handshake. A buzz came from their hand as Doom shook a bit.
“Number one seller.” Valiant said.
Randall rolled his eyes.
Doom smiled. “I see working for a Toon has rubbed off on you.”
“I wasn’t working for a Toon!” Valiant snapped. “I was
working for R.K. Maroon.”
“Yes,” Doom said. “We talked to Mr. Maroon, he said the rabbit
became quite agitated when you showed him the pictures.” Rabbit? Randall thought. What rabbit?
“Hey pops,” Valiant said. “Do I look like a stenographer?”
“Shut your yap, Eddie.” The same man snapped. “The guy’s a judge.”
“That's alright lieutenant.” Doom said. “From the smell of him I'd say it was the booze, talking. No matter. The rabbit won't get far. My men will find him.”
The doors then burst open and in came a black van. Randall jumped out of the way before the van could run over him. He stopped and remembered Penumbra’s words.
“All right,” He mumbled to himself. “Time to see who these guys are.”
The doors opened. Randall stared with shock at the ones he had to protect.
“No...way.”

[julayla]

Wow, looking nice so far. Very good, I applaud to you. Keep it up.

[Veggirl]

Here is the next chapter.

4. Weasels?!

“All right ya’ mugs! File out!” A weasel with a pink business suit snarled at somebody inside.
Randall started to relax. “Okay, maybe the ones in the truck are the ones to protect.”
Then to his surprise, four more weasels came out. One with black hair and a green zoot suit, another with spiked head-fur and swirling eyes, the other was tall and gray with loads of cigarettes, and the last one was had a stupid appearance with a little propeller beanie and striped shirt.
Randall stared at them.
“Those are the guys I have to protect?!” He mumbled to himself.
“Did you find the rabbit?” Judge Doom asked.
“Don’t worry Judge.” The weasel with the pink business suit
said. “We got deformants all over the city. We’ll find him.” Randall was about to creep in closer when a little white and red shoe came bouncing along, squeaking at him. Randall pushed
him away. “Not now, go away.”
The shoe didn’t leave, but kept on squeaking.
“Go away!” Randall hissed.
Still squeaking.
Randall had enough. He slapped the little Toon shoe away
and it went sliding down to Judge Doom’s feet. Judge Doom looked down and got this black rubber glove and put it on.
"Since I've had Toontown under my juristiction my goal has been to reign in the insanity. And the only way to do that is to make Toons respect the law."
Randall watched as the shoe tried to get away, but was picked up from the ground by Judge Doom and taken to the black truck.
What now?.Randall thought, following him to the truck. The weasels moved to one side as Doom opened a big huge
container filled with bubbling green liquid. Randall noticed the weasels looking at each other with an uneasy look on their faces.
“I’ll catch the rabbit, Mr. Valiant.” Judge Doom said. “And I’ll trial him, convict him and execute him.”
Then he dipped the little shoe in the big container of green liquid. Randall watched in horror as the shoe squealed and started to melt. Randall covered his eyes, feeling a wave of guilt. Ohhhh! Why did I had to slap him away?!
The Judge then brought his hand out from the liquid. The glove was now stained with red paint. One of the weasels, the crazy one, did a giggle. The weasel with black haired laughed with a hint of nervousness in it.
“That’s one dead shoe, huh boss?”
Randall crawled to the door and got out, unblending himself. He did a groan. “All right, I never want to see anything like that again!”
The door opened and out came the crazy weasel. Unfortunately, he wasn’t noticing where he was going and bumped straight into Randall. Monster and weasel stared at each other. The weasel then jumped.
“AACK!” It yelped and raced off.
“Hey! Wait!” Randall shouted, running after him.
The weasel ran behind a corner. Randall followed and stopped.
The weasel was gone.

[julayla]

Whoa...I hate to feel sorry for the weasel that got scared over Randall. Great work, btw, I'm watching Monsters INC on my DVD now if you want to know. Hope there's more.

[Veggirl]

Here is the other chapter. Randall meets his first weasel! ;D

5. Psycho

Randall groaned. “Oh great. I lost him!”
“What are you doing here?” A small voice came from the pile of boxes. Randall looked. The weasel poked his head out from a box.
Randall blinked. “You’re a weasel.”
The weasel scowled. “Oh you’re a genius! Of course I’m a
weasel!”
“Sorry,” Randall apologized. “I just didn’t know I had to protect a bunch of weasels.”
The weasel tilted his head to one side.
“Protect? Why protect?”
Randall shrugged. “I have no idea. I was just told that I had to protect you and the other weasels inside from this...powerful
agent who is looking for you and trying to kill you guys.”
The weasel suddenly grinned.
“Heeheeheehee! Like that’s gonna happen. There is no way to kill a Toon except...” He frowned and mumbled, “the Dip.”
“What’s the Dip?” Randall wanted to know.
“It’s this big huge liquid thing.” The weasel explained. “It’s filled with turpentine, acetone, benzine. Doom killed a little shoe with that thing a few moments ago.” He looked up and Randall noticed a little wet spot near his eyes. “It was sad!”
Randall frowned. “Why did you giggled then?”
The weasel looked surprised. “How did you know I giggled?”
“I can blend into anything.” Randall said, grinning. “Watch. Now you see me...” He blended into the wall. “Now you
don’t.”
The weasel looked impressed. Randall unblended himself. “But still...how come you giggled when you said it was sad?”
The weasel shrugged and did a tiny grin. “Hey, it’s not my
fault! When I get nervous or excited, I have to let it out. Heehee. Oh, there I go again! Heeheehee!”
Randall rolled his eyes. “Okay, you are so in—”
The weasel then got a fierce look in his eyes.
“If you say that I word, I am gonna chop off your antenna things and make you eat it! Then I’m gonna use you as a battering ram, then I’ll tie your tail in knots! Then I’m gonna—”
“All right! All right!” Randall said. “You’re gonna do a lot of bad stuff if I say that word. I never knew you hated that word so much.”
The weasel glared at him. “You don’t know how it’s like when people treat you because you are different than them.”
Randall thought of the times when he was discriminated because of his reptile looks. “Yeah. I do.”
The weasel then tilted his head.
“I gotta go. Boss is calling me. Wanna come along?”
Randall thought for a moment. If the others were as crazy as this guy, he wouldn’t want to go. On the other hand, he had to protect these guys.
“Sure, I’ll go.” Randall said.
The weasel nodded and went off. Randall sighed.
“Great. I gotta go along with Mr. Crazy here and—”
The weasel then turned, walked back to Randall and narrowed his eyes at him.
“Oh, and my name isn’t Mr. Crazy. It’s Psycho.”
He turned and walked off again. Randall frowned and started to follow him.
“Psycho. Heh, it fits him.”
If Randall would have looked up, he would have noticed a half cat/half wolverine creature standing on the roof.
“I smell one of them boss.” It hissed. “Lets get him!”
“Patience,” a black hooded figure spoke in a voice of darkness. “We need all five of them. And we also need to attack when the lizard isn’t there. Once we kill them all, then I will have their powers!”

[julayla]

Whoa...poor Psycho. At least Randall knows not to tick off Psycho. Keep it up.

[nauticusvergil]

Ahhgg!!! Been away for too long! Missed all these updates. Very good though Veg ^_^ Sorry for being gone, finals suck!!!!!

[Veggirl]

I was wondering where you were, nauticusvergil, and it's all right. All right, here is the next chapter.

6. The other weasels

The leader of the weasels stood in front of the black van, obviously in a bad mood. “Psycho, if are ever late again I’ll—” The weasel stared at Randall. “What is that?!”
“He’s a friend of mine.” Psycho said. Randall frowned. A friend? They only met for like five minutes! The
gray weasel poked his head from the window of the van and coughed. “Hey, I never knew you as a dragon tamer, Psycho!” He sneered.
Randall folded his arms. “I’m not a dragon! My name is Randall
Boggs, I came from the Monster world and I was just sucked into this world because of a mission I have to do!”
The fat weasel with the beanie looked at the leader of the weasel.
“Duh...you always said that monsters weren’t real, boss!”
The leader grabbed the nearest stick and whacked the fat one on the head.
“Ouch!” The fat one yelped. Little birds then started to
fly around his head.
“Hey boss!” The stupid one grinned. “Look at the little birdies!” The leader whacked him again. Stars appeared.
“And the cute little stars!” The stupid one said, still
grinning.
The leader dropped the stick. “Stupid, you are hopeless!”
“Stupid?” Randall looked at him. The leader narrowed his eyes. “That’s his name because he has a brain the size of a
molecule! My name’s Smart Guy, since I’m the guy with the brains.”
The gray weasel coughed. Smart Guy looked at the gray one.
“That guy is Wheezy because he smokes a lot and coughs and wheezes.”
Wheezy waved and coughed.
The weasel with the black hair and green zoot suit then came from behind the corner.
“Hey Boss, I’ve heard that the rabbit—” He froze when he saw Randall. “Just who...is he?”
“Greasy, meet Randall Boggs.” Psycho said. “From the Monster world and here to protect us.”
“Protect us from what?” Greasy sneered.
“I have no idea.” Randall said, “but still, I gotta go with you guys and keep watch.”
Smart Guy rolled his eyes. “Fine. Do that.” He turned to the weasels. “All right ya’ mugs, we gotta search the whole town and ask questions about where that rabbit might have gone to.”
“Valiant’s office, Boss.” Greasy said. “The liquor store guy told me. Plus the newsboy, the fireman, the greengrocer, the butcher and the baker. They said the rabbit were asking them where the office was.”
“Good.” Smart Guy said. “Lets get going.”
“Oh, you won’t be going anywhere.” A voice said.
Randall and the weasels turned.
A hooded figure stood with thirty or forty cat/wolverine creatures.