Novel & Cerita Goonies Mikey

Mike's POV (…flash back) “Give it back!“, little Mike yelled as he ran behind a red haired girl carrying a stuffed wolf. “Come get it if you can”, the girl taunted, turning around to flaunt the stuffed wolf in his face and running faster when he tried to reach it.

Anything could have happened. Then I saw him. Michael was taller than I remembered, and his hair was lighter from the sun. But he had the same kind eyes as my mom - his aunt. When he saw me, his whole face lit up. "Mikey!" I shouted, dropping my bag and running to him. He caught me in a huge hug, lifting me off the ground a little. He smelled like soap and coffee and something else - something that meant safety. "Still calling me that, huh?" he laughed, setting me down. "Some things never change."

Mikey continued. "That's a fictional character Mikey." Said Ali. "Cartoon characters are sometimes based off of someone in real life." Mikey replied, as if he was stating a fact. Ali rolled her eyes and turned her attention towards me. "Mikey." I scowled. "Pay attention." "How can I when you brought the devil to New York!" Mikey said scowling back. "Aww Mikey. Still charming as ever." Said a sarcastic voice.

Emory Mikey is always hungry. His stomach is a bottomless pit that never seems to be full, no matter how much he eats. Whatever food is within his vicinity, he runs toward it with relentless determination, and when he’s not allowed to eat when he’s hungry, he erupts into loud tantrums that don’t stop until he finally gets his way..

I hope he’s okay back there. Meanwhile, in the play area, Mikey stacked Legos into a wobbly tower. Another boy sat across from him, Mikey couldn't see his face clearly, so he moved closer, wanting to borrow a Lego piece. “Hey, can I borrow a—” Mikey said cheerfully, shocked when the boy turned around. “Mikey? What are you doing here?” “Leo? I could ask you the same thing…wait if you're here, does that mean your dad is—”

Dan gave-up. I rolled my eyes at their dramatics, surely the guy couldn't be all that bad... could he? He could have grown up too. I mean, three years can make a serious difference. Maybe he'd surprise them all. "Hold on there little sis... did you say that the beast got dumped? I mean – I know he'd not as sexy as me but he still has an okayish personality." Mikey's voice was a tad incredulous.

"Here he comes from the west side. Get ready." I watch the opening to the alley. Adrian struts into my line of sight slowly. "Hey, Mikey. What's happening?" "You're late." I scowl. "Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was on a clock." He looked at me smugly. "I've got shit to do." He walked up close to me. "Well then we better do this quick, huh?"

I knew that it was close to impossible for anyone to help me find him with the limited information that I had…but still… I’m just not willing to give up. I can’t give up on him…even after all this time… “His name is Mikey. He’s roughly 7 or 8 years older than me so…right now he should be around 32 or 33 years old. He’s got auburn red hair and very beautiful green eyes…he’s kind and always takes care of me…” I tried my best to describe the person that I was looking for.

Mikey and I said in unison. "Sure" I brought popcorn and drinks in my room and got comfortable as Mikey put on a show. Almost thirty minutes later into the show. "I knew it, I knew the bitch was evil" Mikey screamed at my flatscreen, and the popcorn he was chewing flew out of his mouth. "Micah calm down" I stared at the chewed pieces on my rug and bed. I pointed towards the pieces." You're cleaning that up." "Make me" He threw a single popcorn on the floor, squinted my eyes at him. He gave me a nervous glance

Nothing more, nothing less. Giovanni's phone rang, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Hey, What's up?" I heard him say. He headed outside to continue his phone call. Minutes later Giovanni returned and turned to me "The boys found Mikey trying to run away with your stash." "What? He tried to steal from me!?" I yelled, my voice filled with anger. "Where is he?" I asked calmly. " He's at the warehouse," Giovanni replied. "Get the car ready "