Clara Deveraux hated babysitting her brother. She was always forced to accompany him to his best friend's house, which was Mikey Walsh. There was one small perk to the task; Mikey's brother, Brand. She harbored a huge crush on the boy and she could tell he felt the same. But he had only just worked up the courage to ask her on a date which was scheduled for the next day.
"Come on, Clark." Clara rolled her eyes, perched on the back of her brother's bike.
"I told you to call me Mouth." Her brother growled, pulling a grey sweatshirt over his head.
"You know I like calling you Clark." Clara grinned. "It annoys you."
"Har har." Mouth sarcastically laughed, finally sitting himself on his bike. "Buckle up, big sister. It's gonna be a bumpy ride."
Clara rolled her eyes once again, propping her feet onto the spokes of the wheels and gripping onto her brother's waist.
"Just get us there fast." Clara ordered. "Troy's picking me up at four."
"Ooooh, sissy's got a hot date." Mouth smacked his lips together in a kissing motion.
Clara reached up with a hand and grabbed Mouth's lips between her fingers. His eyes widened, shocked by the action.
"Like I'd ever go for that lemon sucker." Clara sneered, releasing her grip. "Andie's the one who's dating him."
"Whatever." Mouth sighed, giving up on teasing his sister. "Let's go."
"Eyyyy, Mikey." Mouth said in a silly voice as he entered the Walsh home, Clara following behind him. "Yo, Mikey. Ey, Mikey, seen Adrian?"
Clara watched her brother do various impressions, opting to stay standing in the doorway to the living room. Her eyes then flitted over to Brand who was working out. He caught her gaze for a second before looking over to her brother.
"Get your foot off the table, Mouth." Brand deadpanned.
"You got it." Mouth grinned, following his order. "What's going down, guys?"
The two brothers ignored the other kid, Mikey throwing his comic book to the side and Brand pulling on a hamstring.
"Come on, guys." Mouth scoffed. "What is this, a nuclear Saturday, or something? This is our last weekend together. Last Goonie weekend. We gotta be going out in style. Cruising the coast, sniffing some lace, downing some brews but noooo! The one older brother had to go and screw it up!"
Brand snapped, swinging his arm out to hit Mouth, but the younger boy managed to crouch and avoid the blow.
"Knock it off, Clark." Clara warned.
"Flunking your driver's test." Mouth continued, shaking his head.
"Clark, you're gonna get a foot up your ass if you don't stop." Clara pointed her finger at her brother, but the boy decided to ignore her.
The two younger males perked up at the sound of another voice. It was incoherent ramblings from the front gate; but Clara could place it as Chunk's voice. Mouth and Mikey jumped up, heading for the front door to let their friend in.
"So, Brandon." Clara spoke up, seating herself on the arm of the chair he was sat on. "The sweaty look is really going for you."
"Thanks for the sarcasm, sweetcheeks." Brand smiled mockingly, placing his exercise equipment on the ground. "You look nice today."
"Well, thanks." Clara grinned, looking down at her outfit and then back to Brand. "Figure I'd dress up nice for the last Goonie weekend."
"Oh, don't start with that." Brand groaned. "I've heard enough of it from Mikey."
"Think of how I feel." Clara sighed, relaxing herself into the softness of the chair and throwing her legs into Brand's lap. "Mouth won't stop going on about searching for something cool to go out with a bang."
"Flunked your driver's test." Mouth walked back into the room, shaking his head at the older male.
"Shut up, Mouth." Brand rolled his eyes, his hands resting on Clara's knees and running his thumbs back and forth over the soft skin.
"You guys will never believe me!" Chunk exclaimed.
"Ain't that the truth." Clara muttered, causing Brand to chuckle.
"There was two cop cars, okay? And they were chasing this four wheel Diosa - this real neat ORV - and there were bullets flying all over the place. It was the most amazing thing I ever saw." Chunk rambled.
"More amazing than the time Michael Jackson came over to your house to use your bathroom?" Mikey said.
"More amazing than when you saved all those old people from that nursing home fire?" Brand said.
"Even more amazing than when you found those doubloons in the Chuck E Cheese ball pit?" Clara said.
"Yeah, and I bet it was even more amazing than the time you ate your weight in Godfather's pizza." Mouth finished.
"Okay, Brand. Michael Jackson didn't come over to my house." Chunk shrugged. "But his sister did!"
Clara sighed and rolled her eyes at the same time, choosing to shift herself off the arm of the chair and into Brand's lap fully, for more comfort. Brand wasn't complaining; he just sat there with a huge grin on his face at the fact that his crush was sitting in his lap.
The four teenagers turned around once they heard the theme tune from James Bond and they immediately knew that Data was about to crash his way in. Mikey rushed over to the door, throwing it open but had no time to get the screen door open too, and Data ended up crashing through, knocking over Mikey which caused Mouth to fall into Brand and Clara fell off his lap, bumping Chunk and knocking him to the floor too.
"Hey, I bet you guys thought I was gonna drop it, huh?" Chunk grinned, holding a statue of a naked man in his hands. "I know you would think that from good old Chunk."
Chunk blindly tried to place the statue onto the wooden coffee table next to him but ended up putting it on the edge, causing the statue to fall onto the floor. The boys shouted at him, telling him he was an idiot but Clara was picking herself up off the floor, rubbing the back of her head.
"Chunk, you have some really hard legs." Clara complained, a groan slipping past her lips.
Mikey jumped across the table, reaching down for the statue that had fallen to the ground. He popped up, inhaler in mouth, scanning the statue for any breakage. Clara noticed it first, chuckling lightly and as Mikey noticed it, his inhaler dropped from his mouth and he retrieved the piece from the floor, desperately trying to reattach it.
"Oh god." Mikey whined. "That's my mom's most favorite piece."
"You wouldn't be here if it wasn't." Mouth said in a silly voice.
Whilst Brand smacked Mouth's head, Clara fist bumped him, laughing at his one-liner.
"We wouldn't be here either, baby brother." Clara added, falling back onto Brand's lap.
"Hey, any of you guys ever hear of Detroit?" Data asked, looking at a newspaper.
"No." Mikey sulked, still trying to fix the piece back onto the statue.
"Certainly." Mouth said in a silly voice again. "It's where Motown started. It's also got the highest murder rate in the country."
"That's uplifting." Clara commented, pursing her lips.
"Well, let me tell you, that's where we're moving when we lose our house tomorrow." Data said sadly.
"You shut up about that stuff. It'll never happen." Mikey exclaimed. "My dad'll fix it."
"Yeah, sure he will." Brand said sarcastically. "If he gets his next 400 paychecks by tomorrow afternoon."
"That's wrong, Brand!" Mikey snapped. "It won't happen!"
Their conversation was interrupted by a loud buzzing coming from the door. Clara was up and out the door first, stopping short when she saw Troy's dad, Mr Perkins, and one of his friends.
"Good afternoon, Clara." Mr Perkins nodded at his son's friend.
"Afternoon, sir." Clara rolled her eyes, leaning on the porch banister.
The boys piled out the door next, all sharing the same look of confusion as they saw the two men standing by the gate. Data came and stood next to Clara, taking up the same position. Brand greeted her with a light touch on her back and she smiled warmly at him.
"Senior jerk alert!" Mouth blurted out.
"Can we help you?" Brand questioned.
"Hello, little guys." Mr Perkins called. "I'm Mr Perkins, Troy's father."
"We know who Troy is." Data sneered. "He's such a cheap guy."
"Shut up." Brand tapped Data on the shoulder. "My dad's not home, Mr Perkins."
"Is your mommy here?" Mr Perkins said in a baby voice.
"No sir." Brand's face turned sour, and Clara knew he was going to come out with a snappy remark. "She's down at the market buying Pampers for all us kids."
Clara giggled quietly, covering her mouth with one of her hands so Mr Perkins didn't notice. Data was giggling too and he turned his face away from the two men, trying to conceal his laughter.
Mr Perkins laughed dryly before turning to his companion. "Papers." He took the papers from his companion and held them in his hand. "Well, you can give these papers to your father to, uh, read over and sign. We'll be by to pick 'em up in the morning."
Brand descended the wooden steps, approaching the two men and taking the blue folded papers from them. He uttered a thank you before turning back towards the teenagers on the front porch.
"Brand, what is all that stuff?" Mikey asked.
"It's dad's business." Brand said curtly.
"But what is it?" Mikey pushed on.
"I told you, it's dad's business." Brand snapped.
A loud engine captured their attention and a red car pulled up in front of Mikey's house, no doubt belonging to Troy Perkins. He wore sunglasses - even though it was raining - like a total asshole. Andie and Stef were in the backseat, leaving the passenger seat open for Clara.
"I gotta go, guys." Clara sighed. "Gotta go hang out with the rich kids for the afternoon."
Clara reached out, kissing Mikey and Mouth on their foreheads, and Brand on the cheek. Mouth wolf-whistled but she silenced him with a slap to the back of the head.
"Be good, Clark." Clara warned as she descended the stairs. "Don't get yourself, or any of your friends, into trouble."
"I'll be nice." Mouth smirked and Clara rolled her eyes.
Clara hopped over the wooden gate, approaching Troy's car and getting into the passenger seat. He smiled at the brunette and his fingers lightly touched the girl's shoulder, but she pushed his hand away and smiled over at her brother and his friends before the car tore off away from the house.
Hi guys! This is a new fanfiction, as you can tell. I love Goonies a lot and have been into it for about 10 years. I've been wanting to write fanfiction for it since I discovered there was a section, but never got the inspiration. I originally wanted to do a Walsh sister who falls in love with Mouth fanfiction but got this idea instead! Now, I want to ask a question for those who have seen the deleted scenes. Would you guys want me to include the scene from the store where Troy attacks the boys or would you like me to leave it out? It would be hard to explain as to why Clara would leave with the guy who attacked her brother, but it would be a good scene to add, since I haven't seen it in any Goonies fanfiction yet. Please tell me in the reviews if you'd like to see me write it. Thanks for reading, and please review! :)