Mike returned to his dorm room and tacked up his school calendar, right over the Scare Games flyer he'd picked up earlier. Then he started planning his studying time for the rest of the semester.

But Randy didn't want to think about school. The first day of classes was over, so he — and most of the other kids — wanted to unwind.

"Come on, Mike. It's a fraternity and sorority party," Randy said, referring to the student Greek clubs. "We have to go!"

Mike flipped his calendar to December and marked the date for the Scaring final exam in red ink. He looked at Randy. "We flunk that scaring final, we are done. I'm not taking any chances." He sat down at his desk and pulled out a textbook.

"We've got the whole semester to study," Randy protested. "But this might be our only chance to get in good with the cool kids. That's why I made these cupcakes".

Mike looked at the tray of cupcakes Randy held. Each one had a letter on top, and together, they spelled out BE MY DAL. Randy suddenly noticed the misspelling and twisted the cupcake with the "d" so it turned into a "p". Now the message read BE MY PAL.

"Oops," Randy said, adjusting his thick glasses. "That could have been embarrassing."

But Mike still wouldn't go. "When I'm a Scarer, life will be a nonstop party," he said, walking Randy to the door. "Stay out of trouble, wild man!"

Randy giggled. "Wild man!" He liked the sound of that.

Mike smiled, too, and closed the door. Then he rubbed his hands together, eager to dive into his books. He looked at his MU hat on the windowsill and sighed happily.

Just then, he heard a snuffling noise and a strange pig-faced animal popped up at his window. "What the ...?" Mike said in confusion.

The creature snorted as it f lopped through the window and landed on the f loor, its six legs f lailing. Mike jumped back when it ran around the f loor wildly. Then a large blue hand appeared on the windowsill.

"ARCHIE!" Sulley yelled as he fell into Mike's room with a thud. The pig ran over Sulley's stomach and under Mike's bed.

"Hey!" Mike shouted, jumping onto a chair. "What are you doing?"

"Shhhh," Sulley replied. "Shhhh."

"Wait," Mike said. "You're shushing me? You can't shush m —" But before he could finish, Sulley put his big blue hand over Mike's mouth.

Sulley peeked out the window and saw four big Fear Tech guys run by. "Where'd he go?" one called out. "That guy's in big trouble!" They were scouring the campus for Sulley.

"Hey, guys, over here!" another shouted, and they all took of f.

Sulley watched them leave. "Fear Tech dummies," he said, chuckling. Mike mumbled something, and Sulley realized he still had his hand clamped over Mike's mouth. "Oh, sorry about that, buddy," he said, and let Mike go.

Mike was gasping for air. "Why are you in my room?" he asked angrily.

Sulley seemed confused for a second. "Your room?" He looked around and said, "Huh, this is not my room," then shrugged and turned his attention back to the pig. "Archie? Come here, boy!"

"Archie?" Mike asked in disbelief.

"Archie the Scare Pig," Sulley said as he kneeled down and tried to pull the animal from under the bed. "He's Fear Tech's mascot. I stole it! Gonna take it to the RORs."

"The what?" Mike asked.

Sulley stood up. "Roar Omega Roar? The top fraternity on campus? They only accept the ‘highly elite', " he said, poking his big blue chest with his thumb. Then he turned back to the creature. "Okay," he told Mike, "I'll lift the bed, you grab the pig. Ready?"

"What? No, no!" Mike cried as Sulley quickly counted to three and then shoved Mike under the bed. The bed bumped and bucked as Mike struggled underneath.

"Don't let go!" Sulley called out. "And watch out. He's a biter!" Archie shot out from under the bed, dragging Mike behind him. He ran over Sulley, leaped out of Mike's hands, and landed on top of Mike's bookcase.

Sulley quickly began climbing after him. He reached for the creature, shouting, "I got 'im!" just as the whole bookcase came crashing to the f loor.

Sulley landed on the floor, laughing. "That was awesome!" Then he looked at Mike. "What am I doing? I haven't introduced myself: James P. Sullivan."

"Mike Wazowski," Mike said, trying to lead Sulley toward the door. "Listen, it was quite delightful meeting you and whatever that is, but if you don't mind, I have to study my scaring."

Sulley rolled his eyes. "Pssh, you don't need to study scaring, you just do it."

"Really?" Mike replied. "I think there's a little more to it than that. But hey, thanks for stopping by." Mike was about to open the door when he turned and saw the pig ... with his beloved MU hat in its mouth. "Let go of that!" Mike shouted, and lunged for the hat. But Archie leaped out the window. "My hat!" Mike screamed as he dashed through the doorway, hoping to intercept the pig outside.

"My pig!" Sulley shouted, following right behind him.

麦克回到寝室，把校历钉在之前那张“惊吓杯”宣传单的正上方，然后就着手规划起这学期的学习时间。

但是蓝道的心思却一点也不在学习上。第一天的课上完了，他和班里大多数同学一样，打算好好放松一下。

“来吧麦克，这次是兄弟会和姐妹会的联谊，”蓝道说的其实就是希腊议会，“我们得去瞧瞧。”

麦克将日历翻到12月，用红笔标出了惊吓期末考试的日期。他看着蓝道说：“要是考试不及格，我们就完了。我可不想冒这个险。”说着他坐到书桌前，拿出了课本。

“我们还有一整个学期可以学习呢，”蓝道反驳道，“但今天的聚会可能是我们唯一的机会去结识那些酷酷的伙伴了。所以我才做了这些纸杯蛋糕。”

麦克瞅了瞅蓝道端着的那盘纸杯蛋糕。每个蛋糕上都立着一个字母，连起来读就是“做我的‘呆’友吧”。蓝道突然发现字母拼错了，赶紧把“d”倒过来变成了“p”，现在读起来就是“做我的朋友吧”。

“还好还好，”蓝道扶了扶他那副厚厚的眼镜说，“要是这样拿过去可就尴尬了。”

但麦克还是不想去。“等我成了惊吓专员，好玩的事多着呢。”说着麦克把蓝道推到了门口，“别惹麻烦啊，野小子！”

蓝道咯咯地笑起来：“野小子！”他觉得这名字听起来还不错。

麦克也笑了，关上了门。然后他便摩拳擦掌，迫不及待地想要进入书本的世界。望着窗台上那顶“怪大”的帽子，麦克心满意足地舒了口气。

就在那时，麦克听到一阵鼻息声，只见一只长着猪脸的奇怪动物出现在窗口。“怎么回事……？”麦克不解地问道。

那东西从窗外“扑通”一声掉进房间，重重地摔在地上，六条腿抽搐着，发出粗重的呼气声。然后它在房间里发疯似地奔跑起来，麦克只能往后倒退。这时，窗台上又出现了一只蓝色的大手。

“阿奇！”毛怪高喊着，“砰”的一声跳进麦克的房间里。那只猪跃过毛怪的肚子，躲进了麦克的床下。

“喂！”麦克跳到椅子上大声问道：“你在干吗？”

“嘘，别说话。”毛怪回应道。

“等等，你让我别说话？你凭什么不让我——”还没等麦克说完，毛怪就用他那蓝色的大手捂住了麦克的嘴巴。

毛怪向窗外瞥了一眼，看见四个恐惧理工学院的大个子学生跑了过去。“他躲哪儿去了？”其中一个大喊道，“那家伙死定了！”显然，他们正在校园里四处搜寻毛怪。

“大伙儿，这边！”另一个学生叫道，于是所有人都过去了。

毛怪看着他们离开，低声嗤笑道：“一群恐理的蠢货。”直到听见麦克发出含混的嘟哝声，毛怪才意识到自己还捂着麦克的嘴巴，于是赶紧松开了手：“不好意思啊，老兄。”

麦克大口喘着气，生气地问道：“你在我房间里干吗？”

一时间，毛怪似乎有点迷惑，“你的房间？”他环顾了下四周，说道：“哈哈，原来这不是我的房间啊。”说完，毛怪耸耸肩，想起了那只猪。“阿奇，好孩子，快过来！”

“阿奇？”麦克难以置信地问道。

“就是那只‘惊吓猪’阿奇，”毛怪一边解释，一边弯下腰，试着把床底下的猪拖出来。“它是恐理的吉祥物，我把它偷来了！打算带给精吓会。”

“带给谁？”麦克问。

毛怪站起身来说：“全名好像叫‘精吓兄弟会’吧？好像是学校里最棒的兄弟会。他们只接收‘高级精英’，”说着毛怪用大拇指戳了戳自己宽厚的蓝色胸膛。接着，他将注意力又转回到那只猪身上，对麦克说：“现在我来抬床，你来抓猪，准备好了吗？”

“什么？不行不行！”麦克大叫起来，可是毛怪已经快速地数到了三，把麦克推到了床下。麦克在下面挣扎着，床都快要震翻天了。

“别让它跑了！”毛怪大声喊道，“而且要小心，他会咬人的！”这时阿奇从床底下蹿了出来，拖着麦克，跑过了毛怪身边。之后它又挣脱了麦克的手，跳到了麦克的书架顶上。

毛怪赶紧跟着他爬上书架。眼看要抓到了，他大叫一声：“抓住啦！”话音刚落，整个书架轰地倒了下来。

毛怪摔在地上，笑着说：“这下可好了！”他看看麦克，说道：“你瞧我这脑子，都忘记自我介绍了，我叫詹姆士·苏利文。”

“我叫麦克·华斯基，”麦克边说边试着引导毛怪朝门边走，“听着，遇到你还有那只什么猪真是挺开心的，但如果你不介意的话，我要学习怎么吓人了。”

毛怪转了转眼睛说道：“嗨！吓人用不着学，直接去做就好了。”

“真的吗？”麦克问道，“我看不完全如此吧。但还是谢谢你过来玩啊。”麦克正要开门，转身却看到了那只猪……它正咬着麦克那顶心爱的“怪大”帽子。“把帽子放下！”麦克大叫道，说着便去抢帽子。不料阿奇纵身一跃，跳出了窗户。“我的帽子！”麦克尖叫着冲出房门，想从门外拦住那只猪。

“我的猪！”毛怪也大喊一声，赶紧追了上去。