The little girl was coloring on the floor while laying on the floor. Pictures she drew and crayons were scattered on the floor.

After a while, she got on her knees and opened her mouth. Sulley threw a piece of cereal into her mouth, and she went back to coloring.

"How could we do this?, How could we be so stupid?" Sulley questioned, "This could destroy the company."

"The company?, Who cares about the company?" Mike asked, "What about us?, This thing is a killing machine!"

The kid got up and spun around in circles. "I bet it's just waiting for us to fall sleep, and then wham!" Mike said, "Oh, we're easy prey my friends. Easy prey."

"Mike, she doesn't look older than four," Sam told him.

"We're sitting targets!' Mike told her and Sulley, "Okay, look, I think I have a plan here."

"What is it?" Sam asked, helping the kid back to feet.

"Using mainly spoons, we dig a tunnel under the city and release it into the wild," Mike said, proudly.

"Spoons," Sulley and Sam said, giving Mike a look.

Mike grabbed the paper in front of him, crumpled it up, and threw it behind him. "That's it" He said, "I'm out ideas. We're closed." Mike kept rambling on about his rejected ideas.

Sam turned back to the kid and saw she drew a picture of her, Sam , and Sulley holding hands. Which reminded Sam, what she was going to tell Sulley, but she thought it was best until this was fixed. The kid put the paper down, rubbed her eyes, and yawned.

"Uh, guys. I think she is tired." Sam said.

"Well, then why don't you two find a place for it to sleep," Mike said, calmly, then he shouted, "While I think of a plan!"

"Are you sleepy?, You want to sleep?, Is that what you want?" Sulley asked her, "Huh?"

She gave him a tired look. "I think she does, Hun." Sam told him.

Sulley made a trail of cereal towards his and Sam's bedroom, so she could sleep. The kid ate the food off the floor as she followed Sulley and Sam.

Sam spread some newspaper on the ground, and Sulley put some cereal on it, and said, "Okay. Alright. I'm making you a nice little area for you to-,"

Sam looked towards the kid, only to find her in Sam and Sulley's bed. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" She exclaimed as she walked up to the bed.

"No. Hey, hey. That's my bed. You're gonna get your germs all over it," Sulley told her.

The little girl just sat there, and smiled at the couple.

Sulley sighed, and said, "Fine. My chair's more comfortable anyway. Come on Hun,"

The couple tried walking out of the room, but the kid, said "Help!"

"What?" They asked

She mumbled something as she looked at the closet.

"It's just a closet," Sulley said, "Will you go to sleep?"

She picked up a drawing and Sam saw what looked like a drawing of Randall. "Hey, that looks like Randall," Sulley said, "Randall's your monster. You think he's gonna come through the door and scare you."

Sulley walked over to the closet and said, "Oh, boy. How do I explain this?, Uh, it's empty." He opened the closet door, and the kid hid under the covers. "See?" Sulley said, "No monster in here."

Sulley walked in the closet as she pulled the covers past her eyes. "Now there is," Sam said, smiling at Sulley.

"Yeah, but, uh, I-I'm not gonna scare you," Sulley told the kid, walking out of the closet and closing the door again. "I'm off duty." He gave her a big smile.

The kid looked past Sulley and at the door, at Sam, and then at Sulley. "Okay," Sulley said, "How about we sit here until you fall asleep?" He pulled up a stool and sat on it.

"And I'll sit here," Sam told her, plopping down on the bed next to her.

"Go ahead," Sulley told her, "Uh, go to sleep. Now. Now. Go. Uh, you go to sleep." He mimed what he wanted the kid to do, go to sleep. When he did the sleeping motion, complete with the snoring, the kid and Sam giggled at Sulley, and then the kid fell over, asleep.

Sulley looked at the kid for a few moments, and then got up. Sulley walked out the door, and Sam followed after him. Just as Sam was about to close the door, she looked at the kid for a minute, then closed the door.

The couple walked over to Mike, and Sulley said, softly, "Hey, Mike, this might sound crazy, but I don't that kid's dangerous."

"Really?, Well, in that case, let's keep it," Mike told them, sarcastically, "I always wanted a pet that could KILL me!"

"Mike," Sam told him, rolling her eyes, "She isn't that dangerous."

"Now, look," Sulley said, "What if we just put her back in her door?"

"What?" Mike asked.

Sam said, "Yeah!, It's like, if we put her back in her door-"

"It's like it never happened," Sulley said, finishing his wife's sentence.

"Exactly," Sam said, "Everything goes back to normal!, Then, we can go back to our regular, normal lives."

"Is that a joke?, Tell me you're joking," Mike told them, "My friends, I'd like to think that given the circumstances, I've been extremely forgiving up to now, but that's a horrible idea." Sam glared at him, then looked to her husband's chair. "What are we going to do, march right into the public with that thing?, Then, we just waltz right up to the factory, right?"

"Actually," Sam spoke up, getting Sulley's and Mike's attention as they saw the smirk on her face, "I think I know what to do."