The Attic

You want a breathing problem? You got one." Brand says to Mikey as he pulls him into the chair with him.

"Hey guys.. What's your dad going to do with all that stuff that's in the attic?" Mouth asks.

"He's going to give it back to the museum, or whoever they pick to be the next assistant curly, or kerney.."

"Curator, sweetheart." Katherine corrects.

"That's what I said." Mikey states.

"Hey, wait a minute, guys. Maybe there's some stuff up there for us. Maybe there's some stuff that we can keep from the oldsiders. Maybe there's some rich stuff." Mouth rallies the group.

"No, no, you guys." Mikey yells.

"Food! Lots of food!" Chunk yells.

Everybody was talking all at once as they ran for the attic. Mikey is the only one objecting.

"Food! Lots of food!"

"Rich stuff! Gold! Rich stuff!"

"That's my dad's responsibility, you guys. The museum's probably got a list of it somewhere. You guys listen to me, dammit. That's his stuff." Mikey yells as someone opens up the attic and everyone climbs up.

"Hey, look at this. I didn't know dad had all this stuff up here." Brand says.

"Ah, great. Look at that. Neato." Chunk exclaims.

"Love it. Isn't this great? I like this stuff!" Mouth says, excitedly.

"Hey, come on guys. This is my dad's place. He doesn't want you up here. You heard what my mom said to the housekeeper about not wanting anybody up here.." Mikey says, sadly.

"Mikey, I cannot believe that you actually have something cool in your house." Mouth says to Mikey. "

"Mouth! That's rude!" Katherine yells at her twin brother.

"You guys, my mom said…you guys, stop, put down the outfit, okay?" Mikey says to Chunk.

"Hey, Mikey, this is great. We only have old Hanukkah decorations in our attic." Chunk says.

"I don't care what you have in your attic."

Thunder outside was loud in the attic. After taking a puff of his inhaler,

"Okay guys, you saw it. Now let's get out of here, okay?" Mikey suggests to the group.

"Come on, Mikey, let's stay a little." Data says.

"Scared, Mikey?" Brand taunts.

"Come on guys, it's dusty in here, my hayfever is acting up, and you always break something."

"Meekey.."

"What?"

"Meekey, come here and make me feel like a woman. Come on, give me a nice, wet lickery kiss." Mouth says, sticking his tongue through a hole in a painting of a woman.

"He will not!" Katherine yells at her twin.

Mikey stands there, smirking to himself, while the twins and the rest of the group argue and such.

"Hey Mikey? Mikey?"

"What?"

"What is all this neat stuff?"

"The museum did some kind of.. Where'd you get this?"

"Right there."

"They did a show. It was a retropackum, and it was a.."

"Retrospective." Brand corrects.

"That's what I said. You always contradict me. I was right, I knew what.. It was about the history of Astoria, and these are the rejects." Mikey explains.

"Kind of like us, Mike, the Goonies." Chunk comments.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~tiny time skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The doorbell buzzer sounds in the attic.

"Ding dong." Chunk says as everyone but Katherine and Mikey head for the attic stairs.

"Guys, come on. Where are you going? You don't wanna do this?" Mikey asks as he picks up the map. He flips the doubloon and catches it.

"1632." Mikey mumbles to himself.

He stands and goes to leave when he notices Katherine standing there, waiting for him.

"Hey babe, what's wrong?" Mikey asks his girlfriend.

Katherine shakes her head, and holds out her arms, silently asking for a hug. Mikey steps over to her, wraps his arms around her waist and smashes his lips onto hers. Katherine's eyes widen in shock, but she then closes her eyes and starts kissing back, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him even closer. After what seems like forever, they pull away from each other. They both smile at one another.

"Let's go downstairs, Mikey." Katherine suggests.

Mikey nods, and grabs Katherine's hand, pulling her along to the entrance of the attic.

They both leave the attic and head for the front door.