Mikey Goonies Novels & Stories

Goon 3 "Ha, look at you thinking about having a girlfriend when you can't even satisfy those whores last night" Goon 1 "What did you say, well at least I don't have a micropenis like someone" Goon 2 "Guys you should stop or someone will hear you" Gengar who has been listening to these goons rubish gets bored and floats away Gengar [ I heard that they have captured some pokemons I should look into this]

“I even used those little water jet thingies in the shower to make sure I got into every crack and crevice.” “Ewww, bro,” Logan moaned as his phone’s display lit up to show it was making a call. “What?” The goblin snickered. “It’s not like I rubbed my dick on them. Rafe Jr. is far too large.” “Are you speaking from experience?” Beth couldn’t help but giggle. Rafe shrugged. “Sometimes, when you’re baked out of your mind, a hole is a hole.” “Maybe we should stop talking about dicks and holes before the holy LightDuke l arrives?” Logan chuckled as he tried to change the subject. “I have a feeling he’s not going to appreciate that type of humor.”

“I kind of hope they’ll try tonight. Get this over and done with.” “You are using your wife as bait?” “Yes. Do you think she’ll mind?” Frankie roars with laughter. “That girl? She’ll insist on it.” I smile at him and cross my arms over my chest. “Where is Paulie?” “Mikey took him home.” Mikey is one of Paulie’s crew members. In his thirties, good head on his shoulders. Very reliable. “I want as many men here as we can get. Make sure they come in quietly through the back. Whoever is on that island is watching us. I can fucking feel it.”

Imagine my surprise when I saw the little guy I was looking for not so long ago. Mikey runs toward us wearing a matching black suit and ties with black sunglasses. “Wuna,” he said as he rubs my tummy in greeting. I felt a kick towards Mikey’s hand as Little Wolf responded to his greetings. “She missed mwe,” Mikey said happily. “Come on Mikey,” Nori called him out, “We need to go to the Headmaster’s office first.” “Swee you,” Mikey said as he runs towards Nori who raised his sunglasses and winked at me.

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.

he says, tossing the page away. He eyes me curiously, and when I catch a certain scent, I grimace instantly. Sure enough Mikey pops out somewhere in the back, seemingly from a hole in the ground. He dashes to me in an instant. Like usual, he’s not wearing the standard suit the males in my family do. He’s got on a t-shirt that’s so worn it has a few scattered holes, and jeans equally old that are slung so low on his hips a female would be drooling over his skin on display. His body is a swarm of random tattoos and scars he wears with pride. Though none are on his face and glaringly obvious like mine. I instantly try to come up with a reason for being here right now, but I don’t have one. Then

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

Luke. The team met in an abandoned safe house on the outskirts of town. Everyone was already there getting ready. Mike shaved his afro and wore golden piercings. He looked good but nothing like Mikey. Mia was dressed like a tourist in a tank top, shorts and a ponytail. She had no muscles, and she looked weak. No one will mistake her for a military officer. Wiley had fake dreadlocks, but they looked natural with blonde highlights. He had false bushy beards with twists in them. He looked poor too. He would fly economy with Mia while Mike and I would fly business class. We wanted to go by ship, but I decided to fly last minute. The earlier we were done with the mission, the sooner I would be ho

My heart skipped a beat as I fumbled to pull it out. But it wasn’t from the mysterious number this time. It was my sister, Abby. “Mikey’s asking for you. He’s been talking about something strange all evening. Can you come over?” Mikey? My ten-year-old nephew was usually glued to his video games, barely interested in anything outside his digital world. For Abby to text me like this, something had to be wrong. I glanced back at Evan. "I have to go." He raised an eyebrow, clearly unbothered. "This conversation isn’t over, Emily."

They were already outside waiting to be introduced and follow us. I walked closer and introduced them. “This is Mikey and Hals. Mikey is going to be Leon’s bodyguard, and Hals is going to be your bodyguard from here on forward,” I told Ariella. Leon bounced up to Mikey, putting his hand forward proudly. “Hello, Mikey! You’re going to be my guard. You and I are going to have a great time shopping and eating ice cream.” Mikey, who was twenty-one, had been sworn in our world when he was sixteen. He was sharp, dependable, and still young enough to let Leon have fun, but not so young that he couldn’t protect him.