Third Person POVBack in the kitchen, and still sobbing, Chunk continues with his lifetime confession.
"Then my mom sent me to...to a summer camp for fat kids. And that was third lunch I got nuts and I pigged out, and they kicked me out."
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In the cave, the four boys are examining the skeleton meanwhile Andi is crying into Clary's shoulder and Stef is soothingly rubbing Andi's back.
"Look at him", remarks Brand as he examines the skeleton closely.
Data shouts out a little bit with fear and hesitation laced in his voice. "Don't touch it guys. You guys, now..."
Mikey's face graces a look of pure fascination before speaking aloud his thoughts. "This is one of your tricks, isn't it One-eyed Willy?—" He pauses for just a moment to take a puff of his inhaler. "—You wouldn't have gone through all this trouble if you weren't really hiding something, would you?"
Andi has buried her face further into Clary's shoulder and is completely hysterical. Stef is trying to calm her down.
"I know. I know. So did I. It's okay. It's okay. There's nothing to worry about." Stef states in a reassuring manner.
Andi sniffles as her voice is all mumbled and groggy from her tears. "Yo-You don't k-know. You don't understand."
Stef and Clary both look at one another with a slight grimace as to what to say to comfort the poor girl.
"Don't be afraid", both girls remark soothingly.
Andi wipes her tears before clearing her throat and shifting to stand up straight. "Andrea Theresa Carmichael does not..."
The others continue their examination of the body.
Data looks over the remains once more. "He's dead for sure. I think he's Chester Copperpot."
Mouth and Mikey have looks of clear confusion written on both of their faces.
"Chester who?"
"Who?"
Data glances his eyes between the boys and the body.
"Don't you guys remember? From the attic...the...don't you guys remember? From the attic...the news article."
Mikey quickly pieces everything together. "Oh, the news article, right."
"See, they said the last guy who went looking for the rich stuff...they say he went in, but he never came back out. See, that was back in nineteen thirty-five. Oh God, if he didn't make it out, and he was supposed to be an expert, what about us guys? How are we going to get out of here, huh?", Data remarks.
Brand all of a sudden has a grimace on his face as his face slowly turns into a frown.
"Oh"
Andi's hysteria has finally passed. She is out of breath and exhausted, and now trusting Stef and Clary's words of assurance.
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The Goonies// Brand Walsh
FanfictionA group of friends who call themselves "The Goonies" find a treasure map which leads to millions of dollars that are worth of gold which could be enough to save their homes from closure. However, a trio of criminals known as the Fratelli's are also...