Mikey The Goonies Novels & Stories

He literally took me to the visual gaming section, where we had to compete with each other. It had been two weeks since I came to California, and that evening was the best moment I’d had so far. I laughed till I felt my ribs crack. Apparently, we lost track of time, and suddenly, it started raining heavily. ‘My house is just a few blocks away. We could crash there and hope the rain subsides in time so I can drive you home.’ I swallowed hard. I somehow knew this was going to lead to that, and somehow, I didn’t flinch at the thought.

I see her reach back in the van and I run over to help. I see her grabbing some bags. “ Silvy, stop.” I called out. Silvy turns just as I approach. I give her a quick kiss on the forehead and tell her “ I’ll grab your stuff. Just tell me what to get.” Silvy looks like she is about to argue but little man says “ Let him help, sissy.” He leans over and whispers “ Think of the baby. You have to be careful, remember.” I bite the inside of my lip to keep from laughing. Silvy sighs “ Alright he can help.” I needed to get him on my side. I hold my hand out to him “ I’m Michael, but my friends call me Goof. I’m a friend of Silvy’s.” He takes my hand, giving it two pumps. “ I’m Xavier, Silvy’s broth

"Use water magic, make sexy time for everyone." "I don't think so," Mike replied, making a scoop with his hands. Placing his thumb on the top, he squeezed, launching a spray of water between his thumbs at the goblin. Tink ducked, but was hit in the face anyway. Laughing, she took a deep breath, vanishing beneath the surface of the water and biting Mike on the foot.

The two bloodsuckers Mikali was holding at gunpoint in a dark cavern looked exactly like what Jo had been imagining when she’d picked out two potential snitches in her mind. Both of them were groveling on the ground, sweat pouring from their undead foreheads as they pleaded with the Guardian to let them go. Mikali was glaring at them, standing at his full height, which had to be at least six three since he towered over Jo, alternating the target at the end of his Beretta from one sniveling bastard to the other.

Then I made tea for Mikey and John. When I got out, they were seated on both sides of a table. Mikey's gun was leaning against the wall, close to the window we stood out a while ago. "See you two are getting along," I said it as a statement and not as a question. Because if they weren't, then they just had to pretend that they were. We needed Old Mikey on our side. Even though he was human, there was still a lot of usefulness the man could be in Black Hollow.

“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