Hello, happy people! Anyway, I am writing me and my friends into the story Goonies and twisting the plot. I know that this has been done several times. I'm writing it for fun and it is different enough from the movie that it should (hopefully) be interesting. Please review, flames are accepted, just REVIEW! lol. Enjoy!

"Hey!"

"Hey. Happy birthday!" Cady grinned, stepping inside my door.

"Thanks." I grinned and directed her into my room.

I stood in the doorway of my room, gazing at the faces of Cady, Cassie, Callie, and Victoria. "Okay guys, now that everyone's here, what do you wanna do?"

"What movies do you have?" Cassie asked, browsing my movies shelf.

"Ummm, Stand By Me, Goonies, Running on Empty, Little Nikita and Sneakers, Mosquito Coast, To Sir, With Love, Ordinary People, I Love You To Death, Indiana Jones…

"River Phoenix movies..." Cady rolled her eyes.

"How about Indiana Jones?" Victoria suggested.

"Or Goonies?" Cady inquired.

"Yeah." I agreed.

Victoria shrugged and popped it in the DVD player. "That works too."

As the credits rolled and one of the greatest beginning sequences ever for a kids movie unfolded, (Steven Spielburg- what can I say?) I felt a little regretful that we didn't have popcorn and chips to munch on. Over the next few minutes, this regret multiplied to about a million, and it was all I could do not to go downstairs and get something to eat during this great movie. After all, what's a movie without popcorn? A healthy movie, that's what. Yeah, screw healthy.

I grabbed the remote and put the movie on pause. "Guys, I'm gonna go pop some corn. Who wants to help? More people, more refreshments."

Everybody followed me.

I opened the door and led everybody out of the room. "Okay guys, the kitchen's this way…" My voice trailed off as I realized that I was in a very dark place. And it looked nothing like the hallway on the second story of my house. I groped around for the light switch, and sure enough, I could not find it.

"Guys, any idea where we are?" I asked, taken-aback.

"How should we know? This is your house." Callie rolled her eyes.

"Well, either I don't know my own house or we're not IN my house. Either way would suck…"

"Hold it guys; we're definitely not in Zoe's house." Cassie declared.

"GREEAT." Victoria said sarcastically.

"There where the hel..ECK are we?" I said, uttering an almost-swear word under the gaze of my non-languagey friends.

When my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I very nearly said a word that was much worse.

I knew where we were now. Or, at least, I thought I knew. I wasn't ruling out the possibility that I was going crazy. And how was I going to break it to everybody else without them thinking just that? "Guys… don't take me to the sanitarium, 'kay? Who here has seen Goonies at least a few times?"

Cady raised her hand, then lowered it slowly as she looked around the room, mouth agape.

"Okay, guys, either I'm crazy or… we're in Mikey's attic." I finally stuttered.

"Wh-hat?" Cady was startled.

"Who's Mikey?" Callie asked, confused.

Victoria hadn't seen Goonies since the 6th grade. Callie and Cassie, I'm not sure.

"Oh holy flying cat crap." I sighed impatiently. Everyone had to snigger at that one. "At the very least we could enter their house through the front door!"

"What?" Everybody looked puzzled.

"Imagine people coming down your stairs, complete STRANGERS for Pete's sake, saying they don't know where the hell you came from." I winced as I didn't catch that swear word the second time around, but nobody seemed to notice.

Suddenly I heard voices and "Listen to me damnit, that's his stuff!"

Mikey's line.

"Guys, hide!" I whispered fiercely. "Or, uh-better yet- leap out the window."

"But then we'd look like holy flying cat crap!" Victoria exclaimed.

"Helleck." Callie rolled her eyes, severely unimpressed by my lack of swear words.

"Guys, just…"

Too late. I was now staring at Mouth's eager face.

My face fell. "Uh… would you believe us if we said we have no idea how we got up here?"

"Uh… no." Mouth was speechless for once.

"Well, look. That's exactly what happened. And if you didn't see any suspicious people- aka us- come up here, then how could you not?" Sheesh! Sass, sass. Didn't know I had it in me.

Data and Chunk came up before I was finished. They just stared at us without comment. When Mikey finally came up, I was frowning defensively at Mouth, inwardly wondering where the hell all this ego was coming from.

"Uh… who are you guys?" Mikey asked.

"Will names do?" I asked foolishly.

"No, we need background checks, police records, census records…"

"We get the point." Callie said, cocking an eyebrow at Mouth.

"Well anyway," I said, rolling my eyes, "I'm Zoe." I was secretly relieved not to hear the 'Zoey 101' connection, even though me and the star shared birthdays. But Zoey 101 didn't exist back then.

Mouth scoffed. "What a weird name."

"And what of yours, MOUTH?" I shot back before I could stop myself.

Oh shit. Now what? He would ask how the hell I knew his name. I had to think fast.

He stared at me with wide eyes. "How do you know my name?"

"Uhhh… I... heard somebody shout it before you came up the stairs." I said, coming up with the first and most sensible thing that came into my mind. I tried to look calm while my insides squirmed. Had they shouted his name on the stairs?

"I'm Cady." Cady said, breaking the short silence. Good. That gave them little time to confront my cover.

"Victoria."

"Callie."

"And Cassie."

"Cool, guys." Mikey took a breath of his inhaler. "Do you guys… um… want anything to eat?"

"I don't." I said. Nobody argued with me.

"So, what were you guys doing?" I asked, even though I knew very well what.

"Looking for company." Mouth said sarcastically.

I shot him a warning glance, telling him I didn't want any of his lip. It was quite true, after all. I had to clamp my mouth down hard to make sure I didn't reveal their cause myself. Best if they didn't know I'm a witch who lives on the existence of tarot cards.

Joking, of course.

"We were going to look for treasure in Mikey's attic."

"CHUNK!!" Everybody shouted in unison.

Callie and Cassie snickered. It sounded pretty retarded to them, because they had never seen the movie. It sounded completely retarded to me after watching the movie a million zillion times.

"We were bored and decided to go up to Mikey's attic just to see what we'd find." Mouth said sheepishly. "Chunk here, inventing tall tales…" he gritted his teeth and glared at Chunk.

Chunk looked puzzled. "But… just a minute ago you ran up here yelling that we'd find rich stuff."

I sniggered at the lividness on Mouth's face. Busted, Mouth.

"Well… you guys can look around, if you like…" Mikey invited, clearly still confused over our presence. Who could blame him?

I didn't really find anything of interest in the attic, so I just kind of stood out of the way while everybody else browsed. When I found that Callie was also alone, (and rolling her eyes) I walked over to her.

"Well… what do you think?"

"What do I think? About what?"

"Ending up here. Some hell of a world, huh?"

"You mean 'helleck?'" She snickered.

"Hey, this may be more fun than it seems." I said.

"REEALLY?" She asked with mock interest.

I sighed, then perked up at a sudden thought.

"So- which one of the guys do you think is cute?" I asked.

She scoffed. "Grow up."

"OOO-kay…"

She smirked, and said "So, which one of the guys do YOU think is cute?"

"None of them." I smirked at her look of dismay. "Now… which one do you…"

"Mouth is kind of cute… I said KIND of…" Callie said quickly, seeing at the look on my face. "Not that I like him or anything, but he could be, like, really cute if he were 2 years older…"

At the sound of glass breaking, Callie immediately stopped talking. We both rushed over to take a look at the map that Mikey was now holding.