They walk inside the old, "abandoned" restaurant. There's dust everywhere and the building is basically in shambles. Chunk follows and tries to warn them, but they shush him and drag him in with them.

"This place is a summer restaurant?" Mouth asks. "Looks like it hasn't been open for ten summers."

"How long you kids been at that window?" A female voice asks them.

They all jump and look at the woman behind them, blocking the door. They stare at her in horror. Mikey holding onto Mouth, Mouth holding onto Kelly, Kelly onto Data, and Data onto Chunk. Chunk tries to talk but nothing comes out, and Data puts his hand over it to keep him that way.

"L-long enough to see you need about four hundred roach motels in this place." Mouth says jokingly.

"How the hell am I supposed to create with that Smithsonian piece of shi..?" Says another voice, this time male. They all turn around again and see a tall, attractive, but equally as scary man approach them.

"E casa queste soni."

"Jake, these boys… and the girl are customers." The woman answers.

"...no restaurant." The man says back.

"Zita, zita, stupido nocha picha jente."

"Mondena, mondena, mama, agavito."

He nods his head, speaking to the woman in another language once more. He smiles and pinches Chunk and Mikey's cheeks. "Eh, kids, uh? You make yourselves comfortable, uh? She's going to cook you something."

"What do you want?" She asks, but it sounds like more of a command. They all turn around, startled.

"A glass of water!" Kelly says, thinking quickly.

The woman looks at the man. "Five waters. Is that all?"

They all nod their heads, but Mouth decides to take it a step further. "No! I want the Veal Scaloppini..."

"Mouth, shut up!" Mikey whispers to him, reaching for his inhaler. Kelly stops him and takes his hand. They both watch as Mouth continues to make a fool of himself.

"...I want the Fettuccine Alfredo...a bottle of Fettucine, a 1981." Mouth finishes, but as soon as he's done the woman grabs him and holds him in a headlock. She forces his mouth open by pinching his cheeks.

"The only thing we serve is tongue!" She takes out a switchblade. The kids are all covering their mouths in terror. Kelly digs her fingernails into Mikey's hand.

"You kids like tongue?" She laughs, and then closes the switchblade. "Is that all?"

They all nod as she ushers them to a table. "Sit down!" She yells. They all take a seat quickly, still shivering in fear. Chunk falls out of his chair, and Data helps him back up.

"What happened to the two guys in the polyester suits that came before us? What happened to them?" Data asks.

"I know." Chunk says.

"What, what is it? Spit it out." Mikey asks.

"You guys, if we don't get out of here soon, there's gonna be some... hostage crisis. Out in the garage, O..ORV, four wheel drive, bullet holes the size of... Matzah Balls!"

"Chunk, I'm starting to O.D. on all your bullshit stories."

"Yeah."

"Shut up."

"Guys, maybe he's right." Kelly says. "They are scary, and I'm suspicious. Anything could happ-."

The woman returns with five glasses of some pale brown liquid. Kelly looks at Mikey, and he shoots her a glance. She mouths: "Rusty pipes?"

"There's your water!" She yells, scowling.

"Thank you Sir, uh, Ma'am." Says Data.

"Thank you, Sir…" Mikey says. The woman glares at him. "Uh, I mean Ma'am."

Mouth holds up the glass. "This' supposed to be water?"

"It's wet, ain't it? Drink it!"

Mikey gives Kelly's hand a tight squeeze, then starts to wiggle a little bit. "Miss, where's the men's room, please?"

"Can't you hold it?" She groans.

"I have to go too." Kelly says. She bites her lip. "Please?"

"Mikey, Kelly, this ain't the kind of place you wanna go to the bathroom in it."

The woman faces Chunk. "Why not?"

"Because, they might have daddy long legs in 'em..." He answers nervously.

"But we have to go to the bathroom." Kelly and Mikey say at the same time.

"...or dead things Mikey! Dead things." Chunk adds.

Mouth pours the dirty water alternately between two glasses. He says in a deep voice, "You guys gotta go to the bathroom?"

"Killer dead things...big...mean..."

"Lady, please?" Mikey asks.

The woman gives in. "Downstairs, first door on your right."

"Thank you!" Kelly says, getting up with Mikey.

"Guys, come on…" Chunk pleads.

"Stay to the right!" The woman shouts.

"Please, guys. Dead things!"

"Stay to the right!" She shouts again as they reach the stares.

"We know, 'stay to the right'. Thank you." Mikey says, walking down the stairs with Kelly.

-ooOoo-

As they reach downstairs, Mikey takes out the map.

"I knew you were on to something." Kelly whispers as she bangs her head on a light bulb.

"What out, Kell." Mikey whispers back. "I know you're down here, One-eyed Willy. You gotta be down here. I can feel it, One-eyed Willy. I know you're down here."

They pass the bathroom, and they hold their noses. "Oh man, that stinks!" Mikey groans.

They hear a sudden roar and their backs stiffen. "What was that?" Kelly whispers.

Soon, there is another roar. They look through a partially open door and see a hideous creature. The ogre-like creature's back is facing them, chained to the wall. The man they saw earlier is there with him, singing to it in Italian. The creature suddenly growls at him. The kids watch in morbid fascination.

The man hits the creature, and both kids wince. "You're ruinin' it. You're ruinin' it. See the feast I made ya?" The man points to the food. "Look at the feast I made ya. You wanna eat it?" He throws a piece of food at the creature. "Come on. Go ahead, you'll get something." He turns to leave the room. "You don't leave me any choice." As he leaves, Mikey drags Kelly with him behind the door. He curls up in the darkness, with Kelly sitting in his lap. She holds her mouth, trying not to make a sound.

The man looks back at the monster as he leaves. "You don't leave me any choice!" He closes the door. "You're like Mom and Francis. You never let me finish anything."

With the door closes, the kids are in plain sight. They sit there, scared out of their minds. The creature makes more noise inside, but the man continues to sing in Italian, "Una fortiva la gremark…"

A mousetrap snaps on Mikey's behind. He grits his teeth and closes his eyes, trying to stay quiet. Kelly looks at him, still covering her mouth. As soon as the man disappears, he yanks the mousetrap off and relaxes.

The creature is still being noisy. Mikey opens the door to get a better look. The plate of food is out of the monster's reach. Kelly nudges him and points toward a broom. He picks it up and uses it to push the plate closer to it. The creature continues to groan, but as he sees the broom pushing the plate, he turns to face them. It's a man, but with a grossly distorted face. He growls at Mikey, who then drops the broom. The man picks up the plate, and hoists it up to his mouth. Mikey gets up and takes Kelly's hand, and runs out of the basement.

-ooOoo-

As they reach the top of the stairs, Mikey is grabbed from behind and his mouth is covered. He is startled, and tries to screams, but then recognizes a voice.

"Mikey, why can't you stay at home? Let's get out of here right now. Let's get out of here." His brother, Brand says.

As he hauls Mikey to the door, the Goonies follow them out. "You can for us!" Kelly shouts giddily.

The woman chases them out. "Get out of here! And stay out!" She slams the door.

Remember to tell your Mom Happy Mother's Day!

I promise more Goonies for you all!

-makemebelieve11