Do Friends Have Secrets? (Mouth X Reader/OC)

The Attic and Pirates and Escapes

So this is just a continuation of the last chapter. I'm still waiting on any comments. The picture above is what kori finds in a trunk and puts on. It's just the hat, cape thing, and a more realistic sword. Enjoy!

Kori POV

"Hey, Mikey, what's in your attic?" Mouth asked after we fixed and re-fixed the statue.

"Just some of our dads stuff. Why?"

"What are they going to do with it when you move away?"

"I don't know. Probably-"

"Give it to the next curator." Mouth seemed surprised I spoke.

"There might be something valuable up there!" Mouth said jumping up and down. "Something we could keep!" Off they went like a rocket. I decided to lightly jog after them. After all, it was morning.

I climbed the pull down stairs to reveal boys touching everything and messing with "organized" stuff.

"C'mon guys, you heard mom. This is my dads stuff and he doesn't want us up here," Mikey said. Okay, he could be right, but some of this stuff was super cool! I opened a trunk and dug through it a little. Nothing but spyglass and a little fake gold.

"Kori," someone hissed. I cautiously walked around some stacked trunks and a painting to reveal a crouching Mouth. I raised my eyebrows in askance. "I'm thinking of pulling a prank on Mikey, wanna help?"

"Not really," I whispered back.

"Please? I'll give you a kiss," he said wiggling his eyebrows.

"You did the opposite of helping your stance." He slumped in defeat. He looked at me to give a pathetic, pleading look... with puppy eyes. "Darn it, I'm not made of stone," I grumbled. Mouth burst out smiling.

"I need you to hold this painting. And make sure you're hidden." Stealth is one of my many specialties. I held the painting as he made a hole and put his lips through. The space behind the painting was small so I had to awkwardly squish against him. Curse my soft heart.

"Oooohhh, Mikey! Mikey!" Mouth cried in a falsetto voice. "Come make me feel like a woman. Give me a nice, wet, lickery kiss!"

"Hey, stop it, you're ruining the painting." I allowed Mikey to tear the painting from my hands.

"Well you're ruining our joke."

"Um, I think you mean your joke. I'm innocent!"

"You're guilty by association." Of course Mouth needed to have the last word.

"Well excuse me for having feelings." I walked to another trunk and opened it up. Clothes, tons of clothes. Mouth came to look in the trunk with me.

"Woah, cool!" He grabbed a red coat and pirates hat and put them on before turning in a mirror behind us. I grabbed a cloak, hat, and picked up and old sword laying around. I had to admit, I looked good. 

Crash! I rushed over to where Mikey was to make sure no one was hurt. Chunk must have dropped a framed map.

"It's a treasure map," Mikey said.

"Guys, this map is useless. Everyone and their grandparents went looking for that treasure when our parents were our age. Nobody's found it," Brand explained.

"They probably weren't looking hard enough," I commented.

"Could someone read right here," Mikey said. Mouth and I both went behind him to read and translate.

" 'Ye intruders beware. Crushing death and grief soaked with blood for the trespasser heir.' "

" 'trespassing thief'," I corrected.