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The Goonies weren't kids you'd think would go to a highschool dance. Brand had invited Andy to go along with him and Stef recommended that Mikey and his friends come along to hang out with them. Mikey originally wasn't going to go, but his mom insisted.
Mikey was glad Data, Chunk, and Mouth agreed to go with him. He wouldn't have wanted to wander around through a dimly lit room of teenagers older than him. Although they couldn't really look for mysteries in a highschool gym. Brand wasn't super fond of having his asthmatic younger brother at a dance with him but he didn't really have a choice. He just hoped he wouldn't have to keep him in his sights at all times. He really just wanted to spend time with Andy.
"Mikey, you've got your inhaler, right? Are you sure? Brand, you'll watch him? Oh thank goodness. I'm so happy to see my boys dressed up!!" Their mom continued to ramble on.
"Mom, I need to go pick up Andy." Brand said, making his mom stop messing with his shirt.
"I know... Ah, you both just look so handsome!!" She smiled and kissed them both on the forehead. "Have fun, be safe. Brand be sure to watch your brother-"
"I will, mom. We'll be okay." Brand hugged his mom and walked to wait for Mikey in the car.
"You'll be safe, right, Mikey?" She looked at him. He was wearing a white button up tucked into some blue jeans. He shifted.
"Yeah, mom. I'll be careful." He said as she hugged him. "Love you." He ran out and got in the car.
"You ready kid?" Brand put the car in drive. Mikey nodded.
"Yeah." Mikey put his arm on the outside of the car. "Chunk's mom is going to bring the rest of the goonies."
"Okay." They continued to talk on the way to pick up Stef and Andy.
When they got to the school, Mouth was leaned against the wall and Data was messing with some invention of his. Chunk was eating a bag of chips. Brand parked and let Mikey out so he could go talk to his friends.
"Look who's dressed all nice." Mouth smirked. He was wearing a red plaid flannel over q white v neck and jeans. His hair was styled like it always was. Mouth was cute. The way he smiled when he thought no one was looking, the way he acted tough but had a soft side- Mouth snapped a finger in Mikey's face. "Hey, Mike, I was talking to you."
"Sorry.." Mikey laughed nervously. "I zoned out for a sec, was thinking."
"Oh so you're a thinker now, huh?"
"Shut up, Mouth." Mikey said.
"Yeah. Shut up, Mouth." Chunk and Data joined in.
