I had to walk to Mikey's house because I didn't have a bike, but considering I only lived about 5 houses down from his, I was fine.

I had hoped I would be the first one there, but unfortunately Mouth was already knocking on the door.

"Hey, Clark!" I said using his first name. "How you doin'?" I asked cheerfully ruffling his hair. He smacked my hand away as we could here the pounding of feet running down the stairs. Brand's face popped out behind the wall as Mikey unlocked the door.

"Hey, it's Lux!" He said with a smirk, but when he saw Mouth it turned into a scowl. "And Mouth." He groaned.

"Hey, Meekey." Mouth said waltzing in with me quick behind. "Yo, Mikey." Mouth tried again as Mikey and Brand sat down. "Hey, Mikey, seen Adrienne?"

"Mouth, your being so annoying right now." I said as I sat down by Mikey on the couch. He stuck his tongue out at me so I did the same.

"Hey, guy's, what's going down?" He turned back to Mikey and Brand as he threw his foot on the coffee table.

"Get your foot off the table, Mouth." Brand said. I chuckled at Mouth as his foot went down.

"You got it. What's going down, guy's?" He asked again, but the Walsh kids continued to ignore him. I nudged Mikey to get a magazine from him. As I flipped through it, Mouth continued to try and get their attention, or even a sign that he existed. "What's the matter with you guy's? Come on what's the matter? What is this? A nuclear Saturday, or something?"

"Nope pretty sure it's just cause your annoying." I said absentmindedly, flipping through a magazine.

"Come on, guy's. This is our last weekend together. Last Goonie weekend. We gotta be going out in style. Cruising the coast, sniffing some lace, down in the brews," Mouth made his way over to Brand. "But no! One older brother had to go and screw it up." Brand swung his arm but Mouth ducked just in time.

"Flunking your divers test? I don't know what to do with you, kid." I could here something outside screaming.

"Jerk alert." Mouth said as he opened the front door. "It's Chunk." I got up and walked over to the door.

"I just saw the most amazing thing in my entire life!" Chunk said from the other side of the fence.

"First you gotta do the Truffle Shuffle." Mouth and I said at the same time. Both of us were leaning on a side of the door way, arms crossed.

We might not get along that well, but we both love the Truffle Shuffle.

"Come on!"

"Do it." Mouth said.

"Come on!"

"Do it!" I yelled. Chunk groaned and made his way over to a rock. Mouth and I fist bumped. He stood up onto it, lifted his shirt up and started to shake around doing the Truffle Shuffle. Both me and Mouth started to crack up in laughter.

"Cut it out, guy's." Mikey said. He walked over to us and pulled a piece of string. A series of things happened that finally opened the gate. I started to walk back over to the couch as Chunk made his way over.

"Listen, okay," Chunk started as Mikey, Mouth, and I made our way over to the fish tank. "You'll never believe me. There was two cop cars, okay? And they were chasing this four wheel deal, this real neat ORV. And there were bullets flying all over the place. It was the most amazing thing I ever saw!" Chunk said.

"More amazing then the time Michael Jackson came over to your house to use the bathroom?" Mickey asked.

"More amazing then the time you saved those old people in that nursing home fire?" Brand asked.

"Or that time your dad bought you those little animals that multiplied when you threw water on them?" I said.

"Yeah, and I bet it was even more amazing then that time you ate weight in Godfather's pizza, right?" Said Mouth.

"Okay, Brand, Michael Jackson didn't come to my house to use the bathroom, but his sister did."

"Do you hear that?" I asked Mikey and Mouth. "It sounds like..." I stood up quickly and saw Data using his mini zip line, but he was heading right for the screen door, again. "The screen door!" I yelled. "The screen door!"

"Mikey, the screen door!" Data yelled. Mikey ran over to the door and opened it, but there wasn't enough time to open the screen and Data went bouncing through it. Data knocked into Mikey, Mikey knocked into me, and I landed on top of Mouth in the chair Brand had once been sitting in, my cheeks burned.

Chunk went falling off of the coffee table and almost knocked off a statue, but luckily he caught it. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Hey, I bet you guys thought I was gonna drop it huh? I knew you'd expect that from good old Chunk." But as he said that the statue fell off the table where he had set it down and it made a heart wrenching noise as it hit the ground.

"You idiot!" I yelled. As I lunged off Mouth and slid across the table picking up the statue.

"Look, it's not broken." Chunk said as I examined the statue. "It's perfect."

"Oh my God!" I said as I found the piece that broke. It was the.... manly parts.... Mikey ripped it from my hand and I looked on the floor for the missing piece.

"What?" Chunk asked obliviously. "What? What?"

"That's my mom's most favorite piece!" Mikey said as I handed it to him. He began to try to fit it back on.

"You wouldn't be here if it wasn't." Mouth said into his brush pretending to take a swig of beer.

"Shut up, Mouth." Mikey and I said first.

"Shut up, Mouth." Brand then said, shoving him.

"Any of you guys ever hear of Detroit?" Data asked.

"No." Mikey said.

"Yeah, got family up there." I said.

"Certainly. It's where Motown started. Also got the highest murder rate in the country."

"Well let me tell you, that's where were moving when we lose our house, tommorow."

"Me to." I said. "We're staying with our family."

"You shut up about that stuff it'll never happen. My dad'll fix it." Mikey said.

"Yeah, sure he will."Brand said. "If he gets his next 400 paychecks by tommorow afternoon."

"That's wrong, Brand. It won't happen."

Mikey's mom started through the broken screen door. I made my body position so she couldn't see the statue, I think. Everybody then began to say hi.

"I see Data droped by." Mrs. Walsh said.

"Hi Mrs. Walsh." I said

"Boy's thi- and girl, this is Rosalita." Mrs. Walsh put her arm behind the small woman next to her. "Rosalita is going to help us with the packing just till my arm is better."

I waved at her.

"Boy's Ro- and girl, Rosalita doesn't speak a word of English and I know some of you took Spanish in school."

"Well, Mrs. Walsh, I speak perfect Spanish and if it's any help to you I'd be glad to communicate with Rosalita."

"I would love to help to, Mrs. Walsh." I said.

"Your lifesaver's, Clark and Marry. Come with us, will you?" Mrs. Walsh said using mine and Mouths first name's.

"Certainly, Mrs. Walsh." Mouth said with his hand in a praying position. I rolled my eyes as I followed Mrs. Walsh.

"Mikey, no more potato chips. Hello Mikey." She accidentally called Brand.

"It's Brand, Ma."

Mouth and I followed Mrs. Walsh upstairs and into her room.

"Pants and shirts are in the second. Just throw them all into card board boxes. Forget the suitcases. Can you two translate that?" Mrs. Walsh turned to us.

"Of course, Mrs. Walsh." I said.

"That's wonderful." She walked out of the room.

​​​​"The Marijuana goes it the top drawer." My eyes went wide when I heard what Mouth was saying and I had to stifle a laugh. "The Cocaine and Speed in the second."

"The Heroine in the bottom." I cut in.

"Always separate the drugs." Mouth finished. We both walked out of the room.

"Rosalita, this is the Attic. Mr. Walsh doesn't like anyone up there, ever. I guess that's why it's always open."

"Never go up there. It's filled with Mr. Walshes Sexual Torture Devices." I said.

While Mouth and I moved forward, Rosalita stayed and starred at the attic. I nudged Mouth, "Someone's horny." I laughed. Mouth went back to get her.

"This is my supply closet. You'll find everything you need: brooms, dustpans, insect spray. I would really like the house clean when they tear it down. Marry, Clark can you translate?"

"If you do a bad job you'll be locked in here with the cockroaches, for two weeks without food and water." Mouth said.

"Okay, Rosie? Okay? You're gonna be very happy here. Come on, Kiddo's, we've got more to do. You're so fluent in languages." Mrs. Walsh gushed.

As I started to follow I heard Rosalita say something, "My God I'm in a crazy house!"

I almost bursted out laughing right there, but I held myself together.

A/N: Hey lovelies, this is my Goonies fanfic! I hope you like it. I would really appreciate it if you guys could leave me a comment about what you think of Lux? Anything I'm doing wrong/right? Thanks lovelies!