Oh my gosh, my first fan fiction! Done! sobs hysterically Well, this is the end of the line for this story. I hope you enjoyed it. A big thanks to everyone who reviewed and also for being very patient with me, as we all know I am not the fastest updater in the world.
"So Mikey, how does it feel to be the mayor's son, eh?" Mouth asked, in the middle of a heated card game with yours truly.
"… Different," was all Mikey could say.
Just then, Brand pulled in the driveway with his new car. He had finally gotten his license. Which was great, because now we could pester him for a ride anytime we wanted. Even Mouth, whom he hated. But Brand would do anything for anyone to show off those new driving skills. Oh, and he and Andy had gotten back together. Apparently, Troy had convinced Brand that he and Andy had been cheating on him. When Andy tried to tell him otherwise, (the TRUTH, I might add) he didn't believe her. So, in a nutshell, they broke up, and Andy didn't want anything to do with the rest of us because she thought Brand would be talking trash about her to us. Andy apologized to Stef, and it's all good now. Stef is being her old self. Though her constant bickering with Mouth is getting slightly annoying in the least…
Mr. Fisher had taught Data a thing or two about inventing, and Data's inventions were becoming a lot more successful and useful.
I stole a cracker from the plate Chunk carried out of the kitchen and concentrated on winning this poker game. Finding only a pair among my cards, I folded my hand and let Mouth wallow in self-pity while I pulled out a book to read.
"I'm hungry!" Chunk complained.
Normally, I would've told him to shut up, but I had quite a different thought up my sleeve. "Let's go eat at the Lighthouse Lounge." I said sarcastically.
"Oh, GREAT idea. I would just love to see those lovely Fratellis again." Mikey rolled his eyes.
"And you, Mouth? Didn't you want a bottle of Fettucini, 1981?"
"But the only thing they serve in that place is tongue." Mouth sighed dramatically.
I laughed lightly. What great ways to reminisce about our old adventures. It was now that I noticed a subtle similarity in our major adventures. The search for One-Eyed Willy began in Mikey's attic. This task- catching Elgin Perkins at crime- began in the ice cream parlor- food- Chunk's greatest interest. And then the same search pivoted on an invention- Data's forte. Maybe the next adventure will be stuck up a water pipe or drained down a sink. Who knows where our next adventure will begin?
And now- to do something I haven't done in months- watch The Goonies!
