Data stands on the window sill of his room. "Okay, Data. Don't mess this one up!" He says as he prepares to slide down the clothes line connected to Mikey's house. His cassette player plays the Bond Theme music, which actually really fits him. "Now prepare for the, Wings of Flight!"
He starts to slide down slowly at first, but gains momentum the farther he goes.
"Mikey! The screen door!" Kelly yells as she watches Data draw closer and closer to the house.
Mikey opens the door, but forgets the screen door. Data starts to yell. "Mikey, screen door! Screen door!" He ends up crashing through the door, the screen now totaled. He falls onto Mikey, who in turn collides into Mouth, who crashes into Brand, who falls on Kelly, and finally knocks over Chunk.
Chunk grabs the marble replica of Michelangelo's David as he falls. He holds onto tightly and sits up. "Hey, I bet you guys thought I was going to drop it, huh?"
The others start to get up. Brand extends a hand to Kelly. "Sorry, Kell."
Kelly accepts his hand and uses it to pull herself up. She wobbles a bit until she regains her balance. "Oh, it's ok." She blushes. He used her new nickname.
"Ha ha, I knew you would think that from good old Chunk-" Chunk says as he sets it on the table, but it falls off almost immediately.
"You idiot!" Brand yells.
"Oh my god!" Mikey shouts as he scrambles over to the mini statue. He gets another shot from his inhaler before he picks it up. "Oh my god…" He says once again, this time having his inhaler fall out. "That's my mom's most favorite piece!" He searches the ground for it, and picks up the broken piece: the penis.
"You wouldn't be here if it wasn't." Said Mouth.
"Mouth, help him. He'll get in trouble if he doesn't fix it." Kelly says, kneeling by Mikey and Chunk. "Can I help?"
"Yeah, so shut up Mouth." Mikey and Brand shouted. Then Mikey continued. "Can you find some glue?"
"Hey, any of you guys ever hear of Detroit?" Data says, flipping through a newspaper.
"No." Mikey said flatly.
"Certainly. It's where Motown started." Mouth added.
"It's a nice place. Detroit's the capital of Michigan. It's surrounded by Lake Michigan and-" Kelly started to say as she returned from getting glue, but was cut off by Mouth.
"It's also got the highest murder rate in the country."
Data frowns. "Well, let me tell you what, that's where were moving when we lose our house tomorrow."
"You shut up about that stuff. It'll never happen. My dad will fix it." Mikey says, pointing his finger at him.
"Yeah, sure he will." Says Brand as he puts his feet on the exercise bar attached to the ceiling. He begins to straighten out. "If he gets his next 400 paychecks by tomorrow afternoon."
Mikey turns to him. "That's wrong Brand! It won't happen!" Kelly hands him the glue bottle. "Thanks, Kell."
Soon, Mrs. Walsh opens the door with another person. She looks at the broken screen door.
Mikey hides the statue under the table and sits in front of it to let her not see it. "Oh, hi Mom."
"Hi, hi, hi…" Chunk said nervously.
"I see Data dropped by." She says as she scans the room.
Several hellos followed. "Hi, Mrs. Walsh. How are you?" Kelly asked.
She smiled. "Nice to see you, Kelly. I'm doing fine." Then she gestures to the woman next to her. "Everyone, this is Rosalita. Rosalita's going to help us with the packing until my arm is better."
Hellos followed, but only Mouth said, "Hola."
"Uh, boys and girl, Rosalita doesn't speak a word of English. And I know some of you have taken some Spanish in school…"
Kelly watches as Mikey uses his inhaler once again. She sighs. "Are you ok?"
"Well, Mrs. Walsh, I speak perfect Spanish. And if it's any help to you, I'd be glad to communicate with Rosalita." Mouth says, smirking. Data turns his head to face Mikey, Chunk, and Kelly. They shrug.
Mrs. Walsh sighs of relief. "You're a life saver, Clarke. Come with us, will you?" She asks as she leads Rosalita up the stairs.
Mouth puts his hands together like he's praying, trying to look like an angel. "Why certainly, Mrs. Walsh." He follows.
"Mikey, no more potato chips." She says. "Oh, Mikey…" She says as she passes her other son.
"It's Brand, Mom." He says, continuing his workout.
As soon as she's gone, Mikey, Chunk, and Kelly look back at the statue.
"I'm fine, by the way." Mikey answers Kelly's question from before. "We just need to fix this quick."
Chunk turns to face them with a hopeful expression, but with a mouthful of chips. He starts to say something, but they can't make it out.
"What?" They ask in unison.
"That's cute." Brand says.
Mikey shoots him a glare, and Kelly tries to think about what he's saying. "I think he's saying, do you think you're Mom's going to notice."
He then looks back at Chunk. "Of course she's going to notice. She notices everything!"
As they work on fixing it, Kelly is still left confused. "I didn't know your houses were going to be… torn down."
"Yeah," Brand answers. "It's ok. You don't have to worry about it. It's not you that's leaving."
"I feel awful though…" She continues. "I wish I could help."
"You are though." Chunk adds. "You're going to be a part of the Goonies. Not to mention, the first girl Goonie." He places a hand on her shoulder. "A reject."
"You're making it worse, Chunk." Data adds. "Anyway, Kelly, it's not like that. We just want you to have some fun."
"Well, I can honestly say that I am. You guys make me laugh." She smiles. "In a good way."
"How's that?" Chunk asks, showing them the statue. Kelly and Data start to laugh uncontrollably.
"Oh you idiot! You glued it on upside down!" Mikey exclaims before he takes another puff from his inhaler.
"God didn't mean it to do that way. If he did, you guys would be pissin' in your faces." Brand says.
"Looks fine to me." Chunk says.
-ooOoo-
They start to hear footsteps coming down the stairs.
"…that was so nice of you!" Mrs. Walsh is heard saying.
"Nice is my middle name, Mrs. Walsh." Mouth says.
"Everyone," She says as they enter the living room. "I'm taking Rosalita to the supermarket. I'm going to be back in about an hour. Mikey, I want you kept inside. Brand, if he's coming down with asthma I don't want him out in the rain."
"He should be put in a plastic bubble." Brand says, smirking.
Mrs. Walsh dusts off Mikey's jacket lightly, and then stops. "I'm serious Brandon, that's not funny. He takes one step outside and you're in deep, absolutely the deepest…" She struggles to find an acceptable word.
"Shit, Ma."
"I don't like that language. But that's exactly what you'll be in." She turns to Data. "And you Dada-"
"Data." He corrects her.
"Data, use the back door from now on, ok." Then she turns to face Kelly, still sitting near the table. "And be nice to Ke-" She stops. "What is that?"
"Oh, shit, what?" Chunk asks.
"What is that?" She points to the chips on the floor. "That is a mess! I want it cleaned up!"
"Oh, yeah…" Chunk says, Kelly and Mouth nodding in agreement.
"One hour, kids, and I'll be back." She says before giving Mikey a kiss on the cheek. Mikey's face turns pink and he turns around to hide it. "Rosie?"
"Bye, Mrs. Walsh." Kelly says.
"Adios, Senorita." Mouth says tauntingly.
When the finally leave, Brand drags Mikey down. "You want a breathing problem? You got one." He says as he gives him a noogie.
"What's your dad going to do with all the stuff in the attic?" Mouth asks.
Mikey breaks free from Brand's grasp. "He's going to give all the stuff back to the museum. Or, whoever they pick to be the new assistant curly. Curny…" He struggles to find the right word.
"Curator?" Kelly suggests.
"That's what I said."
"Wait a minute, guys. Maybe there's some stuff up there for us. Maybe there's some stuff that we can keep…" Mouth starts to say.
"No, no…" Mikey pleads.
"Maybe there's some rich stuff!"
Everyone starts to chant. "Rich stuff!" They all get up and walk upstairs to the attic.
Before Kelly can leave Mikey looks at her for a second for her reaction. She shrugs, and continues to walk up that stairs. "You coming, Mikey?"
"Yeah…" He starts to follow. "But that's his stuff!" He says, now racing up the stairs.
Kelly sighs. Hopefully today will get better…
Author's Note
The attic scene will be next. You don't know how many times I've watched the Goonies today so I could use the correct lines…
Anyways, I need a review for this chapter before I post another. I need to know people are reading.
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