It's been a week now. You love your job so far and you and Randall are now in a relationship. You like each other. He really likes you. You're happy with him. He's happy to be with someone. He knew he had to move on after losing Sally to a heroin overdose and being the first to find her. 

But as you got to being with him more, he's been a little... protective. No, scratch that... very protective. Every time you're down on the laugh floor assisting your jokester who is a monster guy named Harold Kane, you'll get a few texts from Randall saying, "Are you okay, my sweet? Please tell me you are." or "It's been twenty minutes. Are you alright?" And so on. When given any chance you'd text back, "I'm fine. Thank you, Randall." He'd be relieved and either send a smiley face emoji or a, "That's good. You know I worry." 

You weren't going to judge because one, he lost his last girlfriend to a heroin overdose and she was only twenty-seven years old. And two... you were used to being protected and/or sheltered, so this was nothing new to you. 

You were raised in a strict sheltered household where you were home schooled and forbidden from certain things your whole life until you moved to Monstropolis. You're used to it, so if Randall acts protective in a major way, it's no surprise to you. You loved him. You knew he was still shaken up from having witnessed his late girlfriend laying on the floor dead. 

You started wearing pants for the first time in your life, two days ago, but you still cover just right above your ankles. You're used to being modest. Even Randall had gotten to the point where he told you, "I don't want anyone seeing more than that on you." You took his word for it. 

He just wanted you to wear pants for the first time in your life. It's strange for you, but you'll be used to it. So long as you feel it covers most of your legs. Below the knees, just like you were raised.

You're on the laugh floor right now and you see the yellow canister's red line go up from your jokester making a human child laugh. Harold and other monsters come out of the doors and you smile and say, "Great job, Harold." He says, "Thanks, (Y/N)." You say, "You did great." He says, "Thank you. Boy, I do wonder how a guy like Randall ever landed someone as nice as you are." 

Little are you aware, Randall happened to be nearby and eavesdropping. He growls. You say, "Oh, Harold. It's alright. You know he lost someone, before." He says, "Oh crap. That's right. I'm sorry." You say, "It's okay." Randall sighs and smiles at you for defending him.

You say, "Go and take your break, Harold. I'll sweep this station up." He says, "Oh, don't worry about that. Leave that to Randall. Sulley did hire him back as the janitor." He looks at you and says, "Look. I know. I'm sorry. I may be a jokester, but Randall has a bad rep. I know he lost somebody and Mr. Sullivan hired him back because of it. I feel for anyone for their loss." You look at him.

He sighs and says, "I'm sorry." You say, "It's okay, Harold. Everyone deserves a second chance. I was taught that at home. Forgive and forget. I've faced a girl that was schooled one time and she called me a home-schooled freak. It didn't bother me, much. There are far worse monsters out there than that particular girl." He says, "You're the kindest female monster I've met besides Celia and Val." You smile.

You see Mike and sure enough, he made it to number one with him being the top jokester. You smile and you say, "Hey. Great job, Mike. You're number one." He smiles and says, "Thanks. Yeah, I try. I love to crack a joke or make funny sounds here and there. So long as I get a laugh." 

After everyone leaves, it's just you. A certain reptile monster man appears and says, "Hey, sweetie." You look over to see Randall. You blush and you smile saying, "Hey, Randall." He approaches you and he pulls you close to himself. 

He says, "I thank you for having my back." You hug him and you say, "Anytime, sweetie. Just let me know what you want, okay? Just tell me what's on your mind." You pull away and you look at him. He says, "Well... there is something that's been on my mind since we got together." You look at him and you say, "Randall. Whatever it is, you know you can tell me, right?" 

He grabs your hands and you look at him. It's just you and Randall on the laugh floor right now. He looks at you and he says, "(Y/N)... This is up to you, baby. I don't want you push you. I don't wanna force you into it. And seeing that you were raised purely." You say, "Randall. You can tell me. It's alright. Whisper it to me if you need to. Just let it out, sweetie." 

He leans in and he whispers it to you. He pulls away. You blush madly. You look at him. He nods. You say, "I haven't done that before. I've never even... how do I put it?" He says, "Masturbated?" You blush more and you say, "Y-yeah. Not even that. Even if I did that in my room back at Roaring Fields, it would've been out of fear that my mom would walk in and catch me. I would've been scolded by her for it and called a floozy for thinking that way." 

He says, "Jesus. You were kept from learning this shit for that long?" You say, "I had to sneak that information from a nearby library without them noticing. I even taught my little sister a bit of it, unknown to them." He chuckles and says, "You were curious the whole time, huh?" You look at him. 

He says, "At least YOU taught your little sis the birds and the bees when she was supposed to learn about it." You say, "I told her to pretend she didn't know all of that in front of our parents to save her." 

He says, "Damn. I used to be a nerdy, shy and nice kid with huge glasses, but even I was raised to a free-range family. My old man taught me this shit when I was ten. N-no offense." You say, "None taken. I'm used to it. This is the first time I've worn pants in my life. Today." 

He says, "If you want to stay modest, then stay modest... until." He looks at you. He says, "Listen, sweetheart. I don't want to push you into it, alright? I really don't. But I don't mind having that moment with you. We've been together for a week. If you're scared, it's alright. I'm not forcing you into it." You look at him. 

He says, "You're such a beautiful woman, (Y/N).~" You grab his hands and you say, "Randall... it's okay. You're not scaring me. I'm just new to these things. If you want... you can show me this stuff. I am still a little scared about this part. You'll be my first... but I'll do it. I'll do it for you, Randall." He smiles at you. You smile at him.

(Still not ovaaaa!)