Hey people! If you know me, I want to let you know that I'm trying out other fandoms. If you don't know me, that doesn't really matter! I'm a really big fan of the movie, The Goonies so I thought this would be fun! Give it a shot!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Goonies or any of the origional characters.
Mikey's POV
"I'm. So. Bored!" I complained, turning upside down in the chair I was sitting in at the moment. Upside down, I could see my brother, Brand, and his girl friend, Andy, sitting on the couch, making out to the new Cyndi Lauper song.
Brand held his hand up to my comment, not bothering to look away from Andy. Typical Brand.
You know, I was a Goonie! We should be out, having some miraculous adventure, but no. I was stuck at the house with Brand, because my parents were on vacation and left him in charge.
Suddenly, the most interesting thing that had happened all day accord: Mouth yelling at me to open the door.
I sprung up from my chair, and opened the door for my sad excuse for a friend.
"Hey Mikey, what we got planned today?"
"Nothing" I responded, nonchalantly. "Mom and Dad are out of town, and Brand won't let me do anything"
Mouth sneered. "Looks like he's doing plenty"
This actually got Brand's attention. "Hey! Watch it, Mouth"
"I'm just sayin..."
Then, I heard a voice outside. "Yo, Mikey!" I instantly recognized the voice, and started outside to let her through the gate.
As I swung the door open, I saw the first female Goonie member: Molly Lane, or Shortie to us Goonies. I started to release our Rube Goldberg machine to open the gate for her, but Mouth interrupted me before I could.
"Wait, wait, wait" he said. I knew this wouldn't be good. "First, you got to do the Truffle Shuffle"
Shortie snarled, and called out "Perv!" Before climbing over the fence and jogging up to us.
Now, she earned the nickname Shortie for a reason. If we were all on even ground, she stood about one and a half inches shorter than Data, and that's really saying something. The height difference between her and Mouth was uncanny.
"You won't believe what I just heard" she said, walking straight into our house.
"Chunks on a diet?" I sarcastically asked.
"Data got arrested for using his 'Bully Blinders' on a cop?" Brand said, pulling away from Andy.
"You're growing boobs?" Mouth asked, before getting back handed very hard by not one, but two fellow Goonies.
"No, no, and you wish" she said, preparing to drop the bomb. "I heard that Willie's treasure isn't paying off all the house bills. They need more, or they're gonna take us down"
Before anyone could react, we heard 007 music blasting through the windows. Everyone's eyes widened, as we quickly took our 'Data crash landing positions'.
Shortie and I opened the door (and screen door) as Brand ran out, and grabbed Data to slow him down. Successfully, Data landed in the house without breaking anything. We had established this system after the big One Eyed Willie adventure.
"Hi guys!" Data said with his usual smile.
"Hey" we responded, sadness in our voice.
"What's wrong?" Data questioned, noticing the lack of enthusiasm.
Shortie was about to explain what she had heard, when the last member decided to join the party.
"Come on guys, let me in!" Chunk whined from behind the gate.
"Okay, at least make him to the Truffle Shuffle!" Mouth complained.
Shortie rolled her eyes, and released the machine.
"Gee, thanks Shortie" Chunk said as he entered the premises. He stumbled on up the stairs, and we went back through the un-broken screen doors.
Data asked again why we were so sad, and Shortie explained again how we might loose the Goon Docks.
"Wow" Chunk said, shoving some chips into his mouth. "It's really something awful"
I was about to speak, when I was interrupted by my oh-so-loving brother.
"Hey dorks, if your gonna have a party, do it somewhere else. Andy and I were here first"
"Well, where are we suppose to go?" Mouth asked him, seemingly aggravated.
"I don't care, the Goon Docks? You are named after them" Brand stated.
We all shrugged, and started outside again.
As we started to pick up our bikes, we were stopped by a guy in his late twenties, with big glasses and a camera around his neck.
"Excuse me" he asked "are you the-um- Goonies?"
"Yeah, what's it to ya?" Mouth said, puffing out his chest.
"Hi, I'm Steven Robbins. I'm doing a news report about how you youngsters have a chance of loosing your houses again, and what you kids might do about it. May I interview you four?" He questioned, awkwardly staring at Shortie, probably wondering who she was.
"Uh-" I stuttered. I knew they wouldn't want to talk to Shortie because she wasn't actually there. But I didn't want to just leave her awkwardly standing there.
"Mikey, you guys do the interview. I'll get a head start up to the Goon Docks" she said, simply.
"You sure you'll be okay without us?" I asked.
She laughed.
"I think the real question is will you be okay without me"
We all snickered. As much as we hated to admit it, Shortie was just about as though, maybe even more so, then us. This thought sent me into a flashback, of when we first admitted her to the Goonies.
FLASHBACK One year before One Eyed Willie Adventure
It was a hot summer day, and the Goonies and I were doing our daily stop at the 7-11 down the road. As we pulled our bikes into the bike rack, we saw an unfamiliar figure hanging around.
The first thing I noticed was her height: boy that girl was small! Her thick, messy curls were thrown up into a sloppy ponytail, and she was checking out the comics that sat at the stand.
"Who's she?" I heard Chunk whisper to me.
"No idea..." I said, trailing off a little bit.
"Maybe she bought the house that was for sale!" Data mentioned.
We all let out a collective 'ohhhh' as we realized he was probably right. In our neighborhood, there had been a house for sale since I had been born. Recently, we had all noticed the 'SOLD' sign in front of it.
"Maybe we should let her be in the Goonies, you know if she's new here" I suggested.
"Mikey, are you crazy!" Mouth half yelled at me. "We can't let a girl join us! She'll just complain the whole time and ruin all the fun!"
"Yeah, but-"
"No buts! Unless she proves herself worthy, we're not letting her in. Besides, we don't even know her name!"
"I'm sure we could learn it, and-"
"Wait" Mouth said, interrupting me mid sentence "Looks like Mikey has a wittle cwrush!"
"I do not!" I started to argue, but stopped when Mouth practically screamed
"Jerk alert!"
We all stopped what we were doing, and his behind the candy bar section.
"Come to Papa!" Chunk said, unwrapping a nice, big chocolate bar. Data slapped his hand, but he continued inhaling it.
The slight sound of the bell rang as Troy stepped into the small gas station, Andy following close behind.
He made his way over to the comics, where the girl was looking over all of them. He harshly shoved her out of the way, causing her to land flat on the floor.
"Hey!" She yelled, quickly standing up.
'Man' Mikey thought 'Compared to Troy, she's even smaller then normal!'
"Buzz off little girl" he said, giving her a smaller shove.
All the Goonies were expecting her to run away in fear, because Troy was known for not being afraid to knock a girl around every once and a while. But, she did the completely unexpected.
"Make me" she said, shoving him back.
"Troy, lets just-" Andy said, not wanting a little girl to get hurt.
"Stay out of this Andy" Troy rudely said. "Now I'm gonna be nice at let you off with a warning, kid. Stay. Out. Of. My. Way."
The girl sneered. "Or what? You'll beat the shit out of me? Believe me: I know the feeling"
Mikey questioned this. How could a girl know what it felt like to get beaten up? His thoughts were quickly interrupted by Troy grabbing her by her light green t-shirt, pulling her up to his level, and pressing her against the wall.
"That's it!" He screamed. Troy pulled back his arm, ready to punch her right in the face. The Goonies knew that they had to help. Andy was begging him to stop, saying she was just a little girl and didn't know any better.
However, just as the Goonies were about to make a move, the girl kicked him straight in the nuts. Dropping her in an instant, she pushed him down to the floor.
"You listen to me. I already have enough crap going on with me, so I would appreciate it if you left me alone, unless you want to play this game again. Okay?"
We were all astounded. Nobody ha ever stood up to Troy, let alone a girl!
"I'll get you someday, who ever the hell you are!"
Just before walking out, she turned around and said "Molly. Molly Lane"
END FLASHBACK
Needless to say, we followed her out and started talking to her, before we knew it, she was being called Shortie and making history by being the first female Goonie.
Even though she could handle herself, I knew the whole groups felt a little protective over her. After all, she was the smallest, youngest (only by a few days), and not to mention a girl.
Troy never really did get his revenge, but I knew he would never forget.
I watched as she hoped on her bike, and sped off to the Goon Docks.
Time to answer some questions.
Shortie POV
I quickly grabbed my bike, and started for the Goon Docks. I've lived in this town for about a year and a half now, and I'm loving it. Of corse, any where I go isn't that great. I look down at one of the large bruises I had gotten last night.
'Molly stop!' I thought to myself. 'Don't think about it when you're with Mikey and them'.
Honestly, I truly loved the friends I had made, and was mortified the first time I learned about the foreclosure. Of corse, me thinking I can do anything, challenged Chunk to an eating contest the day before our last Goonies weekend. Big mistake.
Yup. I was to busy vomiting to go on the great 'One Eyed Willie' expedition. Everyone knew who the Goonies were: Mikey, the inspirational leader; Brand, the caring older brother; Andy, the beautiful girlfriend; Stef, her fun loving best friend; Mouth, the cute best friend; Data, the smartest of them all; and Chunk, the brave one who saved them all.
But no one knew about Shortie. Sure, I'd learned to blow it off, but man was it annoying having my friends interviewed all the time!
I sighed as I pulled my bike up to the grass, and walked down the hill to the Goon Docks.
Leading up to a series of docks was a very steep, very big hill. It always took people some time to get down it, just to make sure they didn't fall. But at this point, I had learned how to make my way down within seconds.
As I reached the bottom, I started thinking again.
I had been all over the world (for reasons I'd rather not say), but this was by far my favorite. I still had a few secrets, but I could trust the Goonies with most everything.
I sat there, waiting for the rest of them to show up when I feel a hand wrap around my mouth, and all of a sudden I'm being pulled to my feet.
I bite hard at the hand covering my face, and the person with draws fast. I try to make a break for it, but someone grips my arm firmly.
I turn around and see none other than Troy and his little cronies.
"What the hell!" I scream at him. I start thrashing around in his grip, so one of his friends grabs my arms and holds me still.
"Oh Molly" Troy says, laughing. "Looks like I can finally get my revenge"
I try to think of a usual sarcastic remark, but nothing comes to me. I'm to close to the water...
"Why now?!" I ask him.
He and his friends laugh. "You really don't know? Wow. I've been waiting for you to be away from your little Goonie friends. I don't want them to be able to help you"
"Are you seriously still pissed about last year! It was a freaking year ago, Tory! Get over it!" I screamed, partially hoping that the Goonies would hear me and come help. Not that I was afraid of Troy, but I was to close to the water for comfort, and I could really use a hand right now... God the one time I actually need them.
I glanced at the water and shuttered a little bit. So deep...
Unfortunately, Troy noticed this. He let out a laugh.
"Aw! Looks like someone's afraid of water!"
Before I knew it, the arms holding me in place switched positions as Troy's other friend grabbed my feet. Slowly, they started swinging me back and forth.
"Troy, I'm being serious! Beat me up, I don't care, but seriously. Make. Them. Put. Me. Down!" I screamed.
For the first time in forever, I felt completely helpless.
"Come on Molly. I think it's time you go for a little swim"
"MIKEY!" I scream at the top of my lungs. My mind in complete panic mode. "MOUTH, CHUNK, DATA, ANYONE PLEASE!" My body kept getting rocked back and forth, and back and forth.
"Hey!" I heard a familiar voice scream from the top of the hill. I felt a rush of relief as I saw Mikey, Mouth, Data, and Chunk running down the steep hill. "Put her down now" Mikey demanded.
"As you wish" Troy said. I screamed as I was released into the deep, dark water.
MIKEY POV
At this point, we had gotten use to reporters asking us questions about our Goonie adventure. After about five minutes of questioning, we finally got on our bikes and went to met Shortie at the docks. I was peddling a little faster then normal, and the guys noticed this.
"Mikey, calm your pants" Mouth told me.
"Yeah" Data agreed "Shortie may be small, but she is perfectly capable of going to the docks without dying. Right?"
"Data's right" Chunk admitted. "Just because you like her doesn't mean you have to treat her any different than us"
"I don't like Shortie!" I defended weakly.
"Sure pal, sure" Mouth said.
We were almost to the docks, when I heard someone screaming. My heart rate sped up.
"Calm down, Mike" Mouth said "It's not her!"
"MIKEY!" My eyes opened wide. "MOUTH, CHUNK, DATA, ANYONE PLEASE"
"So maybe I was wrong" Mouth admitted. I could tell he was worried though; he joked when he was scared.
"Hey!" I screamed, approaching the hill that lead to the docks. There I saw Shortie being swung in between two of Troy's friends, as he laughed at her. "Put her down now" I demanded.
When I first saw her, I wondered what the big deal was; it was just a little water. Then I remembered. It was water.
"As you wish" Troy laughed, letting his friends throw her into the deep water below her. This was the first time I'd ever heard Shortie give out such a terrified scream.
"You idiot!" I screamed as I reached the docks, pulling off my shoes to dive in after her.
"What, it's just water!" He said, shrugging it off.
"She can't swim" Data said as I plunged in right behind her.
I felt the water submerge me into its depth, and I opened my eyes to try and find her. It was dark and foggy, but I kept swimming around to find her.
I popped back up for air, and saw that Troy was already gone and so was Mouth.
I dived down again, frantically looking for her. I saw a shimmer of something at the bottom of the lake, but ignored it to find Shortie.
I came up for more air, and was back down in seconds. At last, I saw her at the bottom of the lake, looking unconscious. I wrapped my arm around her, and started swimming up.
As I surfaced, I could see Data and Chunk were relieved that I found her. I swam her over to the dock, and they pulled her on shore.
"Where's Mouth?" I asked after Shortie was placed on her back
"Getting Brand. We might need his help" Data responded.
"Come on, Shortie!" Chunk said, trying to get her to wake up.
"She'll be fine" I tried to convince them, and myself.
"Shortie!" I heard Mouth yell, as he, Brand, and Andy started down the steep hill.
"Oh my God!" Andy said, as she approached us.
Brand hit the ground, and pushed Chunk, Data, and me aside. He started pushing on her chest, until she coughed up water.
Relief filled my body as I saw her groggily sit up.
"Shortie!" Everyone said, thrilled that she was awake.
"God, damn you Troy!" She yelled, as if he could hear her.
"Are you okay?" Chunk asked.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine" she said, attempting to stand up.
I could tell she hated all this attention from us. Not that she didn't like attention; she loved it when she was the hero. Damsel in distress, not so much.
"Are you sure you should be walking?" Data asked her.
"I just fell in the water, I'll be fine" she assured us, stumbling along the docks trying to get as far away from this as possible.
"Seriously Molly," Brand started "You should take it easy"
"I'm fine!" She yelled. Of corse, at that second she almost collapsed onto the ground. Luckily, I had caught her at the very last second.
"What were you saying again, Molly dearest?" Mouth sarcastically said.
Shortie sneered. "Get stuffed" she retaliated.
"Guys, now that Shortie's okay can we seriously go get some pizza or-"
"Chunk! Do you ever not talk about food!" I yelled. "Right now, we need to get Shortie up this hill without anything else terrible happening"
"And how do we do that?" Mouth asked "She can barley move!"
"Objected!" Shortie responded.
"I know!" Data said "We can try my new invention! I call it 'Getaway Line'. See, you take this and shot it up like this! See! Now you have a zip line to escape on!"
"There's a problem, dummy" Brand said "We can zip line going up"
"Ow!" Data exclaimed.
Brand sighed, stood up and walked over to me, Shortie still lying in my arms. He scooped her into his arms, and with slight resentment from her, threw Shortie over his shoulder and started making his way up the hill.
"Hey guys!" I called, loud enough for Mouth, Chunk, and Data to hear. "I think I saw something down there. I want to go check it out, just to see what it is"
Before I got any comments, I was back in the water looking for the slight gold flash I'd seen earlier.
Deep in the darkness, I saw the flash of gold. I swam down and picked it up, noticing what it was.
It was a key.
I think I know how we can re-save the Goon Docks.
How was it? I hope it was at least readable, and hopefully reviewable? It would mean the world to me! I want you opinion on what I could do to make it better.
Fun fact: I've been trying to bring back 'jerk alert'. It's not working to well...
Well, that's it for tonight! Last official day of middle school tomorrow! Oh the fun I will have...
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