"We're shutting down Laugh Floor F, activating Laugh Floor G. I'll need to transfer Sanderson and Phlegm..." Celia said as the door Tylor used was being shredded.

The two monsters then came face to face with the three monsters in charge.

Tylor sighed and replied before attempting to leave, "I am so sorry, Mr. Sullivan. Miss M/L/N. Mr. Wazowski. I, uh, appreciate the opportunity that I have completely blown. You'll never see me again."

"Hold it! You're Tylor Tuskmon, aren't you?" Sulley asked.

"Uh, yes, I am. How did you know?" Tylor wondered.

"Who do you think recommended you for the job? You graduated top of your class. Even broke my record in the simulation room," Sulley informed, clearly impressed.

"Ah, yeah. Well...What can I say? I seem to be pretty good at breaking things lately," Tylor shrugged.

"Not to mention when she heard about you, Jamie was your number 1 supporter in coming here," Y/N smirked.

Tylor then looked at Jamie, who was blushing mad.

"It's been a rough day for all of us," Sulley said.

"Yep. Everything's changing," Mike pointed out.

"Laugh power instead of scare power. Me, Y/N, and Mike in charge," Sulley listed.

"Not to mention we're getting married soon," Y/N added.

"Oh, wow. Congratulations," Jamie told them.

"Yeah. That's awesome," Tylor did the same.

"Thanks. Plus, they're gonna have to change the ol' MU School of Scaring to the College of Comedy," Y/N replied.

"Comedy college. Right! Y/N, you're a genius. And seeing that I am the official SCPOMICE-VDADOCRM, I'm making an executive decision to begin Monsters, Inc. Comedy Classes, featuring Professor Me! I'll teach all you scary monsters how to be funny," Mike explained.

"What?" Tylor and Jamie wondered.

"'Cause I know what it's like once you've stepped across that line. You'd do anything to be on this floor," Mike said.

"So Jamie and I actually have a chance of becoming Jokesters?" Tylor wondered.

"Mike, Y/N, and I, we worked our way up from the mailroom. So anything's possible," Sulley told him.

"No more scaring. Now it's, uh, laughter you're after," Tylor guessed.

"Bingo! Our new slogan. 'It's Laughter We're After'," Mike exclaimed.

"Wazowski!" a familiar voice said.

Everyone turned to see a monster that looked like Roz, but with pink hair and no glasses.

"Roz?" Mike questioned.

"The name's Roze," she corrected.

"Wake me up, I'm having a horrible nightmare. One where you actually smell things," Mike requested.

"Oh shush, Mike," Y/N said while lightly smacking Mike on the head.

"They just delivered the new kid's hat and ID," Roze informed, Tylor putting his ID on.

"And from now on, call me Sulley," Sulley told him.

"And call me Mike," Mike did the same.

"And me Y/N," Y/N added.

They smiled at them before the rest of MIFT showed up.

"Whoa, what happened here? Sure know how to make an impression," Val commented.

"Where'd you go? I thought you were getting us appreciation donuts," Fritz said

"Remember, I'm onto you," Duncan whispered.

"Tylor, welcome to Monsters, Incorporated," Roze told him.

"What she said," Jamie added.

She then went to help clean up as Tylor put on his helmet and smiled after her.

"Maybe it won't be so bad after all," he said before joining them.

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A/N The official start of a new adventure!