Monsters vs Aliens Fanfic Drabble: The Pain Behind the Strength
This is a drabble based off a dream I had about Monger and the Invisible Man. It was an odd pairing, but my brain is a strange beast at times. It hit pretty hard when I dreamt it though. I don’t mind if people use this idea for their own fics. I’m not likely to expand on it as of now. The fic is under the cut.
Tw; Death, Grief
Never show weakness. Never let your emotions overtake you. You are a man. You are a warrior.
The thoughts circled Monger’s head like a mantra. They were a mantra in some sense. That show of rock-hard strength was all he really had nowadays. And yet, the General could never deny that he’d made some decisions out of weakness.
The monsters were free now. Monger had told himself and everyone around him that this had been for the sake of planet earth. That couldn’t have been further from the truth.
He still had a photo of him in his office drawer, the last picture of the only person who had ever truly liked him. No, not just liked. Loved. Monger often inferred to those around him that he had a wife somewhere out there. In truth though, this had only started when he’d tried to mask the reality of his situation. The relationship that Monger had actually been in would have gone greatly against protocol. It also would have been rejected by most of society during that time.
Invisible Man. Monger had never even known what the ‘monster’ had looked like. Even the photo he held now showed little but the disembodied clothing he’d worn.
They were a thing for many years, and they’d gotten away with it too. They would have dates in the empty cafeteria late at night. Then on other occasions, Monger would visit his cell with gifts. They were mostly books he would have thought the Invisible Man would like. Being with him had been the only joy Monger felt in this dreary, grey base.
He just wished he had seen the signs of his declining health.
Nobody knew how much Invisible Man had paced his cell. The monster had thought that nobody would notice on account of his condition. It was only when a thermal imagery camera was hidden in the upper corner of his wall that Monger learned of this behavior. IM was getting very little sleep, always choosing to pace. He always said that he feared being alone, that it reminded him of just how invisible he really was. Monger hadn’t known just how terrible that fear had been.
More ‘enrichment’ had been added after that discovery, as well as weekly therapy for the Invisible Man. For a while it seemed to help. That was, until he began to complain about ‘heartburn’. Nobody had thought anything of it at the time. Monger had simply taken him on more outings to the cafeteria in hopes of lifting his spirits just a little more. It seemed as if things were getting better the man. That was, until the heart attack.
He still remembered finding Invisible Man on that night. His cell had come up empty. It had taken Monger hours of feeling around the common room until he had come upon IM in his favorite chair. He was so lifeless though, like a ragdoll. Once he knew it was for real, the General had fallen to his knees, just staring through the man he had once loved so much. He could never quite accept that lingering image within his mind.
The worst part was that Monger knew it was all his fault. All of those happy memories they shared only threw him into grief now, especially knowing that he should have done more. Perhaps he could have roomed him with Dr. Cockroach so he wouldn’t be alone, or even spent more time with him. Hell, he could have gotten him more free roam permissions if he had just found some means of making the man visible! Maybe a light up jacket? Ah, but it was too late now.
Monger decided to leave IM’s favorite chair right where it had been that night. After telling the monsters never to dare touch it however, they’d decided that the Invisible Man must still be slumped over there dead. They made some form of horror story about his body’s skeletal remains sitting eternally. Though that tall tale made his blood boil, the General had never fought them on it. In truth, he made certain that his lover had been buried on Area Fifty-Something’s grounds. Sometimes he would visit the headstone just to vent his thoughts or tell his beloved what had been happening with the friends he’d left behind.
Monger hated his emotions. He continued to hide the pain as the years went by. It had only gotten worse when Susan had arrived, but he still managed to act the part of the cruel warden for a time. It was the aliens attack that he changed his tune. He had seen an opportunity to free his prisoners at that point, and he knew his lover would have wanted just that.
And so Team Monster was formed. Monger just wished Invisible Man could’ve been there to see. It gave him a little closure watching them wander so happily, but the door was not yet fully shut.
He still needed to apologize. He needed to let Link know that he was sorry for the malfunctioning heat rock. Dr. Cockroach deserved more credit for the devices he’d made during imprisonment. And Susan had been taken from the happiest day of her life, only to be shoved into a dark cell. It had all been him.
B.O.B. though, well that one was the worst. Despite his friendly attitude and silly antics, Monger felt a guilt that ran deeper for the blob than anybody else. He had raised that monster, treated him as if he were his own. Hell, Invisible Man had called him ‘our boy’. He always did want a family. But then, just like that, ‘Uncle Monger’ had abandoned the blue slime, leaving him to the care of the other monsters as soon as he could feed himself. It was all because he didn’t want to appear soft.
That broke Invisible Man’s heart, and though they made up, it had caused the two to grow distant from one another for a time. He still spoke of that grief all the way to his end.
Monger often wondered if that had been part of the stress that killed the monster. Had IM seen B.O.B. each day, only to morn what could have been? Did that fear of loneliness stem from the pain he felt not having the family he’d always wanted? And what of the fact that he and Monger’s love had to stay so hidden?
The General felt as if he knew the answer.
Never show weakness. Never let your emotions take the best of you.
But pride is an emotion too, and it had made Monger into the greatest monster within this base.
Oh boy, is she marrying Mike?! I wonder, hmm… just saying! Besides, honestly, she looks beautiful in that gown. And I think she’s wearing this because she’s probably actually going to marry Mike Wazoski. (Sorry, I couldn’t spell Mike’s last name correctly.)
Me if I were in this prompt: “Link, leave him alone. Doc, don’t listen to him, if people change, they later regret it, but it’s too late, so don’t make that stupid decision changing yourself. BE yourself.”
The Doc part was my favorite. And… question: If he’s always seen with his lab coat on and never takes it off in the movie and series, then how did you even know what he’s wearing under that lab coat ( or maybe what his clothing appearence looks like without his lab coat)? MvA, Dr. Cockroach-loving Tumblr artists like you are very smart at what he looks like without his lab coat!
The Doc part was my favorite. And… question: If he’s always seen with his lab coat on and never takes it off in the movie and series, then how did you even know what he’s wearing under that lab coat ( or maybe what his clothing appearence looks like without his lab coat)? MvA, Dr. Cockroach-loving Tumblr artists like you are very smart at what he looks like without his lab coat!
I think they’re all great, but I think Sta’abi is the most interesting person since she has both parents who are not from America, I kinda like meeting people from different countries, but the downside is that, I can’t really speak their languages, it’s very hard (I can speak some pronouns from different languages, but most of them are only easy familiar parts of the linguistic word logic, right now, I’m working on Thai because my mom’s Thai and my dad’s American.)
Ah, people like you can relate to it. My mom’s is bilingual, she’s from Thailand, but she moved to America when she was probably in her late 20s or early 30s I can’t tell, that’s because I wasn’t even born in her time! But she can speak English just as fine as she can speak Thai everytime she’s FaceTiming her mom/my other Grandma/my only surviving Grandparent. You should probably know I have European and Asian ancestry (dad’s is Europe who moved to America, Mom’s is Asian who moved from China to Thailand, I’ve never got to know about my Great Grandparents on my mom’s side, she never told me because when she was born, they were already dead, gone. Now that’s just sad.) Me if I had a monster oc and it was humanized: Bio-Belle, 🇺🇸 dad, 🇹🇭 mom.
I think they’re all great, but I think Sta’abi is the most interesting person since she has both parents who are not from America, I kinda like meeting people from different countries, but the downside is that, I can’t really speak their languages, it’s very hard (I can speak some pronouns from different languages, but most of them are only easy familiar parts of the linguistic word logic, right now, I’m working on Thai because my mom’s Thai and my dad’s American.)
The Doc part was my favorite. And… question: If he’s always seen with his lab coat on and never takes it off in the movie and series, then how did you even know what he’s wearing under that lab coat ( or maybe what his clothing appearence looks like without his lab coat)? MvA, Dr. Cockroach-loving Tumblr artists like you are very smart at what he looks like without his lab coat!
Last night I cried so hard because my dad couldn't stop talking about my hemorrhoids and the surgery. For some reason, I'm afraid of the surgery and I don't want anesthesia. When I had some kind of surgery as a child, they inserted a breathing mask and I felt the nauseating taste of the sleeping gas, and the doctor's words kept repeating in my head. When I slept, I had a terrible dream, but then my dad calmed me down, but I exploded. My period is also late and didn't starts at all, and my aunt came up with a cleaning plan, and I'm nervous. However i had a surgery in 2023 and i was alright and without a sleeping state.
Nani?! I also had surgery before too! Well… except it was not as painful as your suffering as a kid! Mine was tooth surgery! One time, I was in my jumpsuit and my dad took me to the galleria dentist when my metal tooth looked like it was about to fall out but it wouldn’t budge. And when the dentist called my name, I followed her to the room and took an x-ray for my teeth. Then they put my on anethesia, I tried my best to stay awake with my eyes open so I would know what the dentists looked like in person. That was actually a few months ago.
Yes, at lot of people get nervous, I had metal tooth because, when I was very young, like 4 or 5 years old, I had a lot of cavities, eventually, my parents took me to the dentists to get cavity blockers. But when I had tooth surgery that involved implanting metal tooth to block my cavities. I literally cried because of the experience they gave me. But now, I lost all of my metal tooth, I was finally free from the pain I felt, but I still partially remember it.
Hey Jedimemories, I’m back, I have a sore throat, it all started on a Thursday morning with just one fever, I think I’ve had my first sore throat since 4th grade, it’s kinda unknown how many sore throat cases I actually had. But this is now my new case. On Thursday, dad was coming inside my room to wake me up for school, I was supposed to get up at 7:00 AM, but it was 8 something AM, when dad came, he suspected something was wrong, he checked my temperature on my forehead and it was kinda high. When dad called my teacher to say that I couldn’t attend school because of my fever, he (yes, my teacher’s a he) agreed, my dad also attempted to call mom about my fever, but she didn’t answer this time because she was busy, when mom finally came hours later at 5 something PM, I thought she was gonna get angry because she saw my lunch box she packed wasn’t empty yet and unzipped, but she was aware I didn’t remember how but she didn’t get angry. Right now and today on Sunday, I’m feeling a little better, my voice is quite improving, but I’m still coughing and trying to belt out some mucus since I’ve got an overbuild but that doesn’t mean I’m not sick anymore. I’m still sick, just a little better this time, just a little. I’m sorry if I overdid it with the story telling I know it’s a long one.
Anastasia, huh, how “Disney” I still catch up with humor, right now, I’m feeling much better, but I’m still coughing, just sometimes, I still need time before I can stop telling my dad to cancel singing and drumming school. My name’s Belle (Annabelle) just in case, too.
Aw, thx, yours remind me of me! Wait, does that make sense? I sometimes get a little confused and glitchy when using and repeating the word “me” during the “you remind me of” part. 💞
Yeah. But I'm think it'll gonna be okay. Then why my auntie's friend said 'my mom's was through this too and nothing bad happens.' i guess it depends on the doctors and a case.
Well, my dad’s got cancer, but it’s a very slow one. A month ago maybe, my dad told me about his case, he’s looking forward to meet his new Doctor since he’s not happy with his old one because the previous Doc wasn’t gonna cure him until he actually sees some real signs. I was not surprised when he told me about the “unhappy with previous Doctor”, I don’t want my dad to get symptoms because his family was already decreasing so much! First his Grandparents (My Great Grandparents, I was 40% sad only because Great Grandparents dying before their Great Granddaughter or son was born is very common of course, why would humans have a short lifespans?), then my Grandpa James (Or Jimmy, my dad’s father, he died before I was born, but not so long ago unlike my Great Grandparents, but because of cancer that might be different from my dad’s, both are unspecified), and now my Grandma! (she died on June 3rd 2025, she managed to live for a few years to see me before dying on that date due to stroke in a coma, age 72, nonverbal. We went to Great Wolf Lodge a few days later after her death in a hospital bed, because her funeral was gonna take place in California, the same location where the Wolf Lodge hotel is, we went to her funeral on day 2 of our stay. Me, my mom, my dad/her son, My Uncle Jason/dad’s half brother since he had a different mom, but still siblings, my dad’s aunt/Grandma Ellen’s younger sister not half sis by the looks of her old photos, and the rest of Grandma’s surviving folks attended the funeral, it was a Jewish Funeral, we all dressed in black, Gran’s funeral was actually my first time going to a funeral, she’s now buried in the Gorman Eden Mortuary and Memorial Park, a couple Graves away from her father, Great Grandpa Abraham Elias, Grandma’s full name is Ellen Bonnie Kasiah.) I’m sorry if I made it too sad, got a little off topic with Doctor cases to sad family passing away, or I just got a little carried away, talked too much, and explained the long story without even cutting it short! I have ADHD, that explains why I typed a lot on this.
Haha! No! It’s not cringe! Or corny, it’s wonderful… so amazing…. Besides, how did you know what Dr. Cockroach’s turtleneck would look like? We rarely see him without it, it’s no wonder you guys try to draw him without his… lab coat, I like it.
Last night I cried so hard because my dad couldn't stop talking about my hemorrhoids and the surgery. For some reason, I'm afraid of the surgery and I don't want anesthesia. When I had some kind of surgery as a child, they inserted a breathing mask and I felt the nauseating taste of the sleeping gas, and the doctor's words kept repeating in my head. When I slept, I had a terrible dream, but then my dad calmed me down, but I exploded. My period is also late and didn't starts at all, and my aunt came up with a cleaning plan, and I'm nervous. However i had a surgery in 2023 and i was alright and without a sleeping state.
Nani?! I also had surgery before too! Well… except it was not as painful as your suffering as a kid! Mine was tooth surgery! One time, I was in my jumpsuit and my dad took me to the galleria dentist when my metal tooth looked like it was about to fall out but it wouldn’t budge. And when the dentist called my name, I followed her to the room and took an x-ray for my teeth. Then they put my on anethesia, I tried my best to stay awake with my eyes open so I would know what the dentists looked like in person. That was actually a few months ago.
Yes, at lot of people get nervous, I had metal tooth because, when I was very young, like 4 or 5 years old, I had a lot of cavities, eventually, my parents took me to the dentists to get cavity blockers. But when I had tooth surgery that involved implanting metal tooth to block my cavities. I literally cried because of the experience they gave me. But now, I lost all of my metal tooth, I was finally free from the pain I felt, but I still partially remember it.
Hey Jedimemories, I’m back, I have a sore throat, it all started on a Thursday morning with just one fever, I think I’ve had my first sore throat since 4th grade, it’s kinda unknown how many sore throat cases I actually had. But this is now my new case. On Thursday, dad was coming inside my room to wake me up for school, I was supposed to get up at 7:00 AM, but it was 8 something AM, when dad came, he suspected something was wrong, he checked my temperature on my forehead and it was kinda high. When dad called my teacher to say that I couldn’t attend school because of my fever, he (yes, my teacher’s a he) agreed, my dad also attempted to call mom about my fever, but she didn’t answer this time because she was busy, when mom finally came hours later at 5 something PM, I thought she was gonna get angry because she saw my lunch box she packed wasn’t empty yet and unzipped, but she was aware I didn’t remember how but she didn’t get angry. Right now and today on Sunday, I’m feeling a little better, my voice is quite improving, but I’m still coughing and trying to belt out some mucus since I’ve got an overbuild but that doesn’t mean I’m not sick anymore. I’m still sick, just a little better this time, just a little. I’m sorry if I overdid it with the story telling I know it’s a long one.
Anastasia, huh, how “Disney” I still catch up with humor, right now, I’m feeling much better, but I’m still coughing, just sometimes, I still need time before I can stop telling my dad to cancel singing and drumming school. My name’s Belle (Annabelle) just in case, too.
Aw, thx, yours remind me of me! Wait, does that make sense? I sometimes get a little confused and glitchy when using and repeating the word “me” during the “you remind me of” part. 💞
Last night I cried so hard because my dad couldn't stop talking about my hemorrhoids and the surgery. For some reason, I'm afraid of the surgery and I don't want anesthesia. When I had some kind of surgery as a child, they inserted a breathing mask and I felt the nauseating taste of the sleeping gas, and the doctor's words kept repeating in my head. When I slept, I had a terrible dream, but then my dad calmed me down, but I exploded. My period is also late and didn't starts at all, and my aunt came up with a cleaning plan, and I'm nervous. However i had a surgery in 2023 and i was alright and without a sleeping state.
Nani?! I also had surgery before too! Well… except it was not as painful as your suffering as a kid! Mine was tooth surgery! One time, I was in my jumpsuit and my dad took me to the galleria dentist when my metal tooth looked like it was about to fall out but it wouldn’t budge. And when the dentist called my name, I followed her to the room and took an x-ray for my teeth. Then they put my on anethesia, I tried my best to stay awake with my eyes open so I would know what the dentists looked like in person. That was actually a few months ago.
Yes, at lot of people get nervous, I had metal tooth because, when I was very young, like 4 or 5 years old, I had a lot of cavities, eventually, my parents took me to the dentists to get cavity blockers. But when I had tooth surgery that involved implanting metal tooth to block my cavities. I literally cried because of the experience they gave me. But now, I lost all of my metal tooth, I was finally free from the pain I felt, but I still partially remember it.
Hey Jedimemories, I’m back, I have a sore throat, it all started on a Thursday morning with just one fever, I think I’ve had my first sore throat since 4th grade, it’s kinda unknown how many sore throat cases I actually had. But this is now my new case. On Thursday, dad was coming inside my room to wake me up for school, I was supposed to get up at 7:00 AM, but it was 8 something AM, when dad came, he suspected something was wrong, he checked my temperature on my forehead and it was kinda high. When dad called my teacher to say that I couldn’t attend school because of my fever, he (yes, my teacher’s a he) agreed, my dad also attempted to call mom about my fever, but she didn’t answer this time because she was busy, when mom finally came hours later at 5 something PM, I thought she was gonna get angry because she saw my lunch box she packed wasn’t empty yet and unzipped, but she was aware I didn’t remember how but she didn’t get angry. Right now and today on Sunday, I’m feeling a little better, my voice is quite improving, but I’m still coughing and trying to belt out some mucus since I’ve got an overbuild but that doesn’t mean I’m not sick anymore. I’m still sick, just a little better this time, just a little. I’m sorry if I overdid it with the story telling I know it’s a long one.
Anastasia, huh, how “Disney” I still catch up with humor, right now, I’m feeling much better, but I’m still coughing, just sometimes, I still need time before I can stop telling my dad to cancel singing and drumming school. My name’s Belle (Annabelle) just in case, too.
Aw, thx, yours remind me of me! Wait, does that make sense? I sometimes get a little confused and glitchy when using and repeating the word “me” during the “you remind me of” part. 💞
I was going through my old drawings to delete and I found this
I forgot about this omg and it's been months and I remember watching monsters vs aliens with my nephews and thought "what if link went to gym" and started drawing heehee, I miss being in that fandom
Last night I cried so hard because my dad couldn't stop talking about my hemorrhoids and the surgery. For some reason, I'm afraid of the surgery and I don't want anesthesia. When I had some kind of surgery as a child, they inserted a breathing mask and I felt the nauseating taste of the sleeping gas, and the doctor's words kept repeating in my head. When I slept, I had a terrible dream, but then my dad calmed me down, but I exploded. My period is also late and didn't starts at all, and my aunt came up with a cleaning plan, and I'm nervous. However i had a surgery in 2023 and i was alright and without a sleeping state.
Nani?! I also had surgery before too! Well… except it was not as painful as your suffering as a kid! Mine was tooth surgery! One time, I was in my jumpsuit and my dad took me to the galleria dentist when my metal tooth looked like it was about to fall out but it wouldn’t budge. And when the dentist called my name, I followed her to the room and took an x-ray for my teeth. Then they put my on anethesia, I tried my best to stay awake with my eyes open so I would know what the dentists looked like in person. That was actually a few months ago.
Yes, at lot of people get nervous, I had metal tooth because, when I was very young, like 4 or 5 years old, I had a lot of cavities, eventually, my parents took me to the dentists to get cavity blockers. But when I had tooth surgery that involved implanting metal tooth to block my cavities. I literally cried because of the experience they gave me. But now, I lost all of my metal tooth, I was finally free from the pain I felt, but I still partially remember it.
Hey Jedimemories, I’m back, I have a sore throat, it all started on a Thursday morning with just one fever, I think I’ve had my first sore throat since 4th grade, it’s kinda unknown how many sore throat cases I actually had. But this is now my new case. On Thursday, dad was coming inside my room to wake me up for school, I was supposed to get up at 7:00 AM, but it was 8 something AM, when dad came, he suspected something was wrong, he checked my temperature on my forehead and it was kinda high. When dad called my teacher to say that I couldn’t attend school because of my fever, he (yes, my teacher’s a he) agreed, my dad also attempted to call mom about my fever, but she didn’t answer this time because she was busy, when mom finally came hours later at 5 something PM, I thought she was gonna get angry because she saw my lunch box she packed wasn’t empty yet and unzipped, but she was aware I didn’t remember how but she didn’t get angry. Right now and today on Sunday, I’m feeling a little better, my voice is quite improving, but I’m still coughing and trying to belt out some mucus since I’ve got an overbuild but that doesn’t mean I’m not sick anymore. I’m still sick, just a little better this time, just a little. I’m sorry if I overdid it with the story telling I know it’s a long one.
Anastasia, huh, how “Disney” I still catch up with humor, right now, I’m feeling much better, but I’m still coughing, just sometimes, I still need time before I can stop telling my dad to cancel singing and drumming school. My name’s Belle (Annabelle) just in case, too.
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