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hardy boys fan fiction BRAIN CHILD hardy boys nancy drew fan fiction by Copagirl Chapter 6 hardy boys fan fiction |
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THE CHAPTERS
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The next morning,
Laura Hardy was in the kitchen, busy making breakfast. She looked up when
Frank came stumbling sleepily in. “Morning,
Mom,” Frank said through a yawn. Frank
sat slumped at the kitchen table; Laura placed a plate of bacon and eggs
in front of him. “Frank,
I hope you weren’t on your computer all night long,” she scolded. “No,”
Frank replied, glaring at Joe who also stumbled into the kitchen.
“Someone kept me up most of the night.” Laura
sighed, “Joe, you weren’t working on homework at the last minute,
were you?” Joe
shook his head as he let out a huge yawn. “Just
had trouble going to sleep.” “Oh?
Are you coming down with something?” Laura placed her hand on Joe’s
forehead. “You feel normal.” “That’s
not saying much, Mom.” Frank teased. Aunt
Gertrude walked in; she didn’t look very cheery that morning. “Gertrude,
are you all right?” Laura asked with some concern. “Not
really, but then you wouldn’t be either with these two hooligans
keeping you up all night!” Hands
on her hips, Laura Hardy stared hard at her two sons. “Okay,
out with it. What were you two up to last night.” Frank
and Joe toyed with their food, glancing at each other, trying to come up
with an answer. They were saved when their father came into the room. Fenton
Hardy had been away on a case, he wasn’t expected back for a couple of
days. “Fenton!
You’re back early, I’m so happy!” Laura threw her arms around her
husband. While
their mother was distracted, Joe and Frank quickly put their plates into
the sink. They then walked past their parents and aunt, patting Fenton on
the back as a way of greeting. “Nice
to have you back, Dad!” Frank said. “Yeah,
great to see you, Dad! Gotta go, can’t be late for school!” Joe
added. Grabbing
their book bags, Frank and Joe ran out the front door. “What
was that about?” Fenton asked. As
they were getting into the van, the boys noticed Chet’s car parked next
door. “I
guess Chet is giving Carolyn a ride to school,”
Joe commented. “Looks
like it. Joe, we probably should let Dad know about seeing the Gray Man. “I
know, but not yet. I’m not even sure I really did see him. Maybe you
were right and I was dreaming.” Joe looked over at Frank. They both
knew it had been no dream. They
drove in silence, each lost in thought. A few minutes later they arrived
at school. Joe was about to get out of the van when Frank stopped him. “Joe,
I think we should do a background check on Mr. Jones. If he’s talking
with Gray, you know the Assassins have to be close by.” “I
was afraid you were going to say that.” Joe frowned, not liking this. As
the brothers got out of the van, Chet pulled up, parking his car next to
theirs. “Hi
guys! I was just telling Carolyn about the Fall dance,” Chet beamed. “Chet,
you smooth operator, are you taking Carolyn to the dance?” Joe said
teasingly. “Yes
he is. I told Chet I would be honored to go with him.” Carolyn smiled
up at Chet. The
four teens walked toward the school building.
Joe waved at Vanessa who was waiting at the front steps. Callie stood
next to her. Walking hand in hand with Chet, Carolyn’s grip became
tighter. “Are
you okay?” Chet asked. Carolyn
came to a stop, she turned and stared at a large oak tree. By now, Frank
and Joe noticed that Chet and Carolyn were no longer walking with them.
Vanessa and Callie began to walk towards them. “Is
something wrong?” Callie asked. “Chet,”
Carolyn said quietly. “I think you should duck.” “What?” Chet
suddenly felt some kind of force pulling him down. A second later a brick
came flying out of the oak tree, missing Chet by mere inches.
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