Cherry Bomb and Mouth (A Goonies Love Story)

TWO

(Cherry Bomb's P.O.V.)

Looking for something to change the subject, I heard some James Bond music. I quickly looked at Mouth in shock.

"Data's coming!" We both say in unison.

Everyone rushes over to the screen door trying to get there to open the door before he can crash through it, but we were too late he'd already crashed through the screen, we all fall onto one another I land on top of Mouth who says, "I've been alone for some time. Care to keep me company for a while?"

On the inside, my stomach is doing so many flip flops and butterflies are swimming around as I lay on top of my best friend, but despite what I feel I say rudely before rolling off of him, "Are you always such an idiot, or do you just show off when I'm around Clark?"

"How can you say that Cherry Bomb Kenzie?! You know I'm such a babe magnet especially with my hella good hair."

"Shut up Mouth!" I say getting up and going into the kitchen for a Pepsi.

"Brand, there's no more Pepsi!" I shout.

I jump when I feel an arm snake around my waist and my best friend's lips are dangerously close to mine, I lean in and so does he when we hear Mrs. Walsh coming in the door and talking about a Spanish woman named Rosalita. On the way out of the kitchen, he says, "Here you can have mine Cherry Bomb." 

"Oh, um... thank you," I say softly to him. 

He doesn't hear me because he says, "Well, I speak perfect Spanish Mrs. Walsh, and if it's any help to you I'd be glad to communicate with Rosalita."

"My cousin speaks good Spanish to Mrs. Walsh!" Chunk blurts.

"Clark, Kenzie, you guys are lifesavers right this way!" 

As she walks us out of the living room I give my cousin a death glare but I knew he meant well.

"Why certainly Mrs. Walsh." Mouth says innocently but I knew he was secretly cooking up something clever in that brilliant mind of his.

When we arrive into one of the bedrooms I glance at Mouth trying to imagine what he might be thinking I soon find out when he says, "La marihuana entre el cajon primero, la velocidad en el segundo cajon, en la cocaine en el tercero. Siempre separe la drogas." he says seriously.

(The marijuana goes in the top drawer. The cocaine and speed in the second. The heroin in the bottom. Always separate the drugs.)

I snicker rolling my eyes as we exit the room while Rosalita's eyes bug out at his translation.

"I can't believe you just said that!" I whisper to him.

"Oh, yeah? Well, I'd like to see you do better than that Cherry Bomb!"

"Is that a challenge I'm sensing Mouth?"

He smirks and then something Spanish comes into my mind when Mrs. Walsh is finished talking, "Nunca suba alli. Es llenado se Senor Walsh dispositivos sexuales de torment."

(Never go up there. It's filled with Mr. Walsh's sexual torture devices.)

 Mouth glances at me and winks patting me on the back before we arrive at the supply closet, and this time Mouth translates, "Si usted hace un trabajo malo que usted se cerrea en aqui con las cucuraches por dos semanas sin alimento o agua." 

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

He winks and I add, "Also, if you don't do what the Walsh's say you will be skinned alive and cooked for dinner," I tell her in Spanish.

After we are done helping Mrs. Walsh and overhearing Rosalita mutter something about being in a crazy house we return back to the living room, where the guys are trying to fix the statue's penis. Then once she's gone we all rush upstairs to see Mr. Walshs pirate stuff.