Goonies Never Say Die! [A Goonies Fan-Fic]

Chapter Three

Authors Note | 80s Chick
Hey y'all, I hope you enjoyed Chapter Two! Enjoy Chapter Three :)
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                    Disclaimer:
I do not own "The Goonies"
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CHAPTER THREE

We open the front door to find it had started to rain and two men were standing on our doorstep.

"Can I help you?" Asks Brand.
"Hey little guys, I'm Mr Perkins, Troy's father. Is your dad home?" says the asswipe in a little bucket hat.
"Jerk alert" coughs Mouth under his breath.
"Shut up!" I say elbowing him in the side.
"My dad's not home Mr Perkins" says Brand frowning.
"Is your mommy here?" He asks with a stupid smirk.
"Actually, shes down at the market buying pampers for all us kids!" Says Brand sarcastically.

He says something to his offsider and then handed over some papers to Brand.

"Can you give these papers to your father to read through and sign. Ill be by to pick them up in the morning. Thankyou" says Mr Perkins.
"Thankyou" says Brand still frowning.

They walk down the stairs, go through the gate and into the rain.

"Whats that brand?" Asks mikey as we walk back inside out of the cold.
"Dont worry about it, its dads business" he says folding the paper over and placing it on the kitchen bench.
"I know, but what is it!" Says Mikey pushing the subject.
"I said its dads business mikey, thats enough!" Says brand tersely.

Knowing full well what the damn paper was, we ended up sulking in front of the TV. Brand sitting behind us using a slinky arm exercising thing.

"Guys we gotta do something about that country club, otherwise there will be a golf course right here where we are" says Mikey pulling out the map.
"Hes right, we gotta go looking for the rich stuff!" I say nodding my head.
"Dont even think about it. If you leave, mum will ground my ass!" He says raising his voice.
"Dont get your panties in a twist Brand. I doubt Mikey was being serious!" Says Mouth winking to us.
"Dont try anything. Ill be on you lot like a tonne of bricks if you do!" He says seriously.

We sit there a little while longer and then we put our plan into action.

"Hey brand? How far can you stretch that?" Asks Data getting up and walking towards him in the armchair.
"Its not that hard" he says totally oblivious to what we were going to do.

With that the boys pounced and wrapped the slinky like thing around Brand and tied it at the back of the chair. He wasnt going anywhere in a hurry!

We run out down the stairs and grab our bikes. Thankfully its stopped raining!

"Mikey get your sad little ass back here or I swear I'm gonna hit you so hard, when you wake up your clothes are gonna be out of style!" Yelps brand from inside.
"Shit! Hey Mouth what are you doing?!" Says Mikey on his bike staring at Mouth.
"Im letting down Brands tyres so he cant catch up to us!" Says Mouth smiling.
"Thats his most favourite thing in the world...it took him so many lawn mowing jobs to pay for that!" Says Mikey who was practically hyperventilating.
"Well now its his most flattest thing in the world!" Mouth says jumping up and grabbing his own bike.

With that we start to make our way down to the coastline.

"Hey Dad" says Mikey as we pass the museum where Mr Walsh works. He was taking down the flag out the front.
"Oh hey guys" he says waving to us as we ride past.

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"Gold rock beach is around this next curve, ive just got a feeling about this!" Says Mikey as we're riding along.
"Everytime you have a feeling, it gets us into trouble!" Says Data.
"Youre the one who always gets us into trouble 00 negative" says Mikey raising his voice.
"Hey, its 007, not 00 negative!" Says Data.
"Shut up you guys, geez!" I say belting them over the back of the head as I pass each of them.
"Sorry Data" says Mikey apologetically.
"Yeah, sorry Mikey" says Data.
"Guys I'm hungry and when my stomach growls theres trouble" whines Chunk behind us.
"Shut up Chunk!" We all say in perfect unison...like we say it all the time!

We arrive at a break in the trees and trundle with our bikes into the clearing off the road.

"I dont believe it! Guys look at those three rocks out there, they match the map here" says Mikey pointing to the rocks and the map.
"Woah" says Mouth.
"Look! The lighthouse, the rock and the restaurant all fit the doubloom!" I say as I hold the circular rock in my hand.
"That means the rich stuff must be near the restaurant!" Says mikey getting excited.
"Hang on, what does that say there...its in Spanish?!" Says Data frowing.
"It says 'A hundred stretching feet to the nearest northern point. That's where youll find the treat" I read aloud.
"Which ways North?" Asks Mikey.
"North is that way" says Data pulling out his little pocket compass.
"So it near the restaurant!" Says Mikey.

We start walking the one hunded paces...we have begun the pursuit for one-eyed willy's rich stuff to save the goon docks!
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Authors Note | 80s Chick
They're on the trail...the adventure begins now!
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