Disclaimer: I do not own any character in this story except for Lea- so far. Also an alleged line from Parent Trap in here.
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Chapter One- The Triple Bet
It was a boring day for the Goonies. Everyone was at Mikey's house. Mikey was lying on the couch, throwing a baseball into the air and catching it. Data was in front of the window, watching the rain fall. Chunk was in the kitchen, looking for something to eat. Mouth and I were playing cards.
I spoke, breaking the silence.
"Hey guys, let's paint the wall."
Mikey caught his baseball. "What? Why?"
"So we can watch it dry."
"Oh, very funny, Lea. Ha ha. Get a sense of humor."
"Mikey," I said loudly, over Mouth's grumpy retort, "I bet Mouth will pay for everybody's ice cream today when we go to the ice cream parlor."
"You're on." Mikey said. "3 dollars."
"No way!" Mouth said, "Did you fall down the stairs today and bump your head?"
I rolled my eyes and said, "No. An apple fell on my head. You on?" I asked Mouth.
Mouth rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I…"
"3 dollars?"
"Whatever! 3 dollars! I draw!" He said, sounding really annoyed.
I looked at my cards. I had a wild card, and 2 6s. Nothing spectacular. I looked at my brother's face, trying to detect a bluff. Instead, I saw his eyes crinkled in an evil smile.
But then I saw another option- a flush. I had 3 clubs in my card, plus a wild card. One of my 6s was a diamond.
I groaned. That meant breaking up a pair. Oh well. Not much to lose.
I flipped my card face down and said, "Dealer takes one." I drew a card and kept a straight face. The ace of clubs. Great! Then I groaned as convincingly as I could. The more money Mouth put into this game, the more money would be left over from the ice cream treat. for me to spend! If I won, that is.
His evil grin widened, and he said, "I raise." He pushed around a quarter of his allowance into the pile. Ha. Either he didn't realize that his bet in the poker game EXCLUDED the 3 dollars on his part, or he just didn't think he was going to lose.
I sighed, feigning remorse as I matched his raise.
He took one last look at my face and said, "All in." He pushed his remaining change into the center of the table we were using.
I was doing great. Things couldn't have been better. "I'm dead." I groaned while pushing all my change to the center.
Mouth laid down his cards. A straight.
"You're so good at poker Mouth…" I sighed, laughing at him inside.
"But not good enough!" I proclaimed, laying out my cards.
"Mikey, Mouth, pay up, suckers." I said quickly.
"What? What do you…"
"Mikey and Mouth both bet that Mouth would not buy us ice cream today," I said, grinning from ear to ear, tossing Mouth's change and catching it again. "Thanks for the treat, Mouth."
Mikey groaned and stuffed a pillow in his face. Mouth looked stunned. I just grinned ecstatically.
Mikey handed over 3 dollars. Mouth didn't do anything.
"You owe me 3 dollars, Mouth." I told him.
"Thank you for stating the obvious."
"You're welcome," I said, giving him a sisterly pat on the back. (If there is such a thing.) He just scowled at me while I counted my bills.
I would probably break even buying ice cream on Mouth's allowance, but I still get 6 dollars spending money from the other 2 stakes on the bet! Yes!
We walked to the ice cream shop, passing a few election boards on the way. When we arrived, I bought ice cream for everyone.
"So I pay for everybody's ice cream, and this is the thanks I get." Mouth said grumpily as he and Chunk battled to get the greater amount of Mouth's ice cream.
I saw Andy and Stef sitting in another booth. We might stop and say hi before we return to Mikey's house.
"Well, it wasn't exactly out of the kindness of your heart." I muttered.
He glared at me.
"So when are you going to stop sulking Mouth? You know, Stef's right over there." I said. I gestured over to the booth where she and Andy were sitting. He stopped sulking and went over to talk to her.
"So Mikey, where's Brand?" I asked, as Chunk scooped out Mouth's last bite of ice cream.
"Uhhh, probably somewhere with Andy."
"Nope. Andy's here. Over there with Stef." I pointed to the booth again.
"Hmmm, that's weird," but Mikey had a faint smile on his face. He had a small crush on Andy.
"So Data, how have your inventions been…"
Mouth came back.
"You guys, I have bad news."
We all stayed silent, waiting for Mouth to continue.
"Troy's dad is running for mayor."
"WHAT! No!" Everybody looked surprised at my outburst. I lowered my voice to a whisper. "You know what he's going to do? He'll start by raising all the taxes. He'll ignore all the problems at the Goon Docks. He's going to try and get rid of the middle class of Astoria and make it a rich kid community! How can that asshole…"
"Shhh! Andy's right over there!"
I clamped my mouth shut and sat down, though anger was still bubbling inside me. We had to stop him. If he became mayor, life would become miserable for all living at the Goon Docks. The higher class would thrive, the middle class would probably become nonexistent in Astoria, and the lower class, I cringed to think of what would happen to them.
I ate my ice cream, thinking. We had managed to save the Goon Docks last year. Could we do it again?
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