(Sorry for the wait! School, what can one do? Anyways it's my Junior year, so things are getting more hectic. I swear, chemistry is the bane of my existance! So hopefully this one is funny. I'm trying to get back into writing. My account is still a little screwy, so I don't know when the next post will be up. Well, enjoy!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Secret window, or anything elso you might recognise in this story. I own Chica Girl, though!

Movies

Morton Rainey was sprawled lazily across his couch, napping peacefully when the phone rang. He tried to ignore it, but finally after the third ring, he couldn't. He picked. up.

"Hullo..." He murmered.

"Hey Mort. I need your help." came the voice on the other end.

"Whozis?..." He slurred.

There was an annoyed sigh on the other end. "For a guy with no other friends, this is sad. It's me! Your only friend!"

"Oh, Hey, CG." He managed.

"CG? I won't ask. Although it's a lot easier than Chica girl. Anyways, you gotta take me to the movies, man!" Said, erm, CG.

"Why? You can drive, can't you?" Mort asked, confused.

"Well yeah, but I can't get into a rated R movie, you dolt! I wanna see that new zombie flick!" She said as if it was the most obvious thing. "I'll drive, even!" She offered.

"Fine... You're buying the popcorn, though." He gave in.

Twenty minutes later, there was a car horn beeping from Mort's driveway. Mort grabbed his keys and wallet and stumbled lazily out the front door, locking it up behind him. He hopped into the passenger seat and they were off. The ride was ok, except for the fact that there were a bunch of movie soundtrack songs playing in a random order. Mort was a little weirded out when CG started singing "This is Halloween", but even more freaked when she sang "Magic Dance". She even tried to involve Mort in this.

"You remind me of the babe..."

"What babe?"

"The babe with the power..."

"Shut up." Needless to say, Chica Girl was a bit insulted. Not much longer after that, the two arrived at the Super-Duper Plex in Meepsville, CG's hometown. Mort bought the tickets and followed CG to the snack bar, where the smell of popcorn wafted through the air. Chica Girl went to buy one large bucket of popcorn, when Mort stopped her.

"No, that one's too small. Forget it, I'll buy!" He hissed as if his friend had made a fatal error. He went and bought two Jumbo-normous tubs of popcorn, and they went to find their movie. When they got tho the right theatre, they found a seat near the back. CG glanced at the man beside her and noticed that his popcorn was already half gone! Not only that, but he was shoveling it down at an alarming rate. Chica began picking at her own popcorn, but she found the loud eating noises coming from Mort were distracting... and slightly disturbing.

"You really like corn, don't yeh?" She asked, oddly. It was the truth, though. He was always going on about his corn garden or boiling corn on the cob or how wonderful corn was in general. It was borderline obsessive. She had yet to join him in a corn dinner, which he was always inviting her to.

"Hurrum?" Mort asked with his mouth full to the bursting point with corn. He swallowed. "You are disturbing my corn time!" He snapped. CG shank back a bit. "You don't understand just how great corn is! It is my one true love in this world! OH, CORN I LOVE THEE!" He shrieked. Chica Girl was about to hide under her seat, when the movie started, and someone screamed for Mort to shut his popcorn hole.

The movie ended a couple hours later. By now, the popcorn was gone. Mort and Chica Girl waited for the theatre to clear out a bit before getting up to leave.

"Oh, man! That movie was insane!" CG exclaimed gleefully. " I loved the part with the zombies!"

"Chica it was a zombie movie. There were a lot of parts with the zombies..." Mort sighed.

Chica Girl paused for a second, but then leapt up onto her chair like an enthusiastic five-year-old. "Yeah but when the zombies were like 'Aaarrrghhh!' and the people were like 'Oooh run! Zombies! Aaaaah!' and they were like-" She started making zombie noises and extravagant hand gestures. This went on for a full minute, as if she were re-enacting a scene from the movie play-by-play. "And then they ate their head!" She finished with a dopey grin.

Mort just stared. A few people still in the room gave her looks of pity. Chica Girl seemed not to notice this and checked her watch. "Oh, wow. I thought it'd be later than this." She sounded disapointed.

"We could see another movie, but I really don't feel like paying." Mort told her.

Chica Girl just looked at him like he was an idiot. "Pay? Don't be lame." She scoffed. "We just make sure nobody's looking and run to the nearest screen room whatcha-ma-callit." And so they poked their heads out of the door and the coast was clear. They dashed into the next showing of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. "I wanted to see this, anyways!" CG said brightly as they took a seat near the back.

So far, the film was going great. Even Mort, who was suffering major corn withdrawl, chuckled at the jokes. Then it hit him. That guy in the movie looked awfully farmilliar.

"That guy in the movie looks awfully farmilliar." Mort said with wide eyes.

Chica Girl rolled her eyes. "We've been over this before! He looks like yo--"

"I got it! That ugly dude on the bus! Remember We discussed this at the mall! Yeah." Mort said, still oblivious of his resemblance to Johnny Depp. CG shook her head sadly. She continued watching the movie until the sounds of two overly hormonal teenagers "watching a movie" drifted from the back of the theatre. Chica Giurl thought she had the problem resolved when she threw a handfull od "Good-N-Plenty"s at them (No, she didn't waste good candy. She found them on the floor.) They persisted after a minute or so. Chica Girl was about to fling a twizzler their way, (Don't worry, still floor candy!) when Mort stood up. CG was about to ask him where he got the big black hat, but he walked away towards the annoying couple.

"Are yeh two sunnova guns quite finished?" Asked a man with a southern drawl. "'Cause I'm abou' ready to introduce you to Mr. Screwdriver. And boy, he ain't all that friendly, Pilgrim."

"Hey, man! Sorry, Just stop freakin us out!" Came a worried boy's voice.

"That's a good lad.." Shooter said, and he made his way back to Chica Girl.

Later that evening, CG pulled into Mort's driveway to drop him off. "Did you like the movies, Mort?" She asked as he got out of the car.

"Yeah, but I think I fell asleep during the Chocolate Factory one." Mort yawned."Hey, want a corn dinner?"

"No thanks, man. Maybe next time."

"Ok, but you're missing out!" Mort called over his shoulder as his little friend drove off. It was time to make dinner, and he sure had a hankering for some corn on the cob!

(And there you have it! I was thinking about sending them to an amusement park or something. Who knows what kind of trouble they could get into! Thank you all for your reviews! You guys are awesome. I love hearing all your ideas.)