Hardy Detective Agency featuring Hardy Boys Fan Fiction

Early the next morning, Frank was having breakfast while reading the Bayport Gazette. Laura Hardy walked into the kitchen and smiled when she saw her oldest son.

“Good morning, honey. You’re up early today, I thought this was a late day.”

Frank smiled sheepishly. “It is. Habit I guess. The coffee is ready and I cooked some bacon, I’m keeping it warm in the oven.”

“Hmmm, I think I could get used to this. Is your brother awake yet?”

Frank, who had resumed reading the paper, gave a snort. Laura mockingly gave Frank a stern look. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

“Why don’t you go see if he’s awake, you know what to do if he’s not.”

Oh yeah, Frank thought, I know what to do. Setting the newspaper down, Frank got up from the table and headed upstairs. He ran into his father on the way to Joe’s room.

Fenton Hardy stood almost two inches taller than Frank, his dark brown hair, now graying at the temples, was slightly damp. Frank was surprised to see his father casually dressed, he was used to seeing Fenton in a suit and tie.

“Good morning, son. Is the coffee ready?”

“Yes, I made some bacon, I think Mom is making some more toast and some eggs. I’m on my way to wake the sleeping giant.”

Fenton chuckled softly. “If you have any trouble, just tell Joe that if he doesn’t get up soon, I’m going to eat all of the bacon.”

“I will,” laughed Frank. Fenton and Joe were notorious bacon lovers. Laura affectionately called her husband and youngest son her “carnivores”. Mother and eldest son loved their vegetables. At one time, Frank had even considered becoming a vegetarian. But he knew he loved to have his red meat every now and then.

As Frank drew near Joe’s room, he could hear the insistent buzzing of the alarm clock. Knowing it would be useless to knock, Joe wouldn’t hear him; or rather Joe would ignore him. Frank opened the bedroom door. He found himself staring at a large blanketed lump on the bed. Frank could make out a small tuft of blonde hair peeking out; suddenly a hand emerged from under the blankets. He watched as the hand blindly felt it’s way towards the alarm clock, searching for the promised button.

Finally finding the snooze button, the hand disappeared back inside the blankets. Frank chuckled softly to himself as he hit the light switch and walked across the room. He unceremoniously pulled the blankets off of Joe. With a low growl, Joe pulled his pillow over his head.

“Come on, Joe, you’re going to be late for school.”

Some incoherent mumbling could be heard coming out from under the pillow.

“Okay, whatever you said…but if you don’t come down now I know for a fact that Dad is going to eat all of the bacon. Not to mention the toast and the eggs. Heck you can just forget about breakfast all together!”

While Frank was talking, he was turning up the volume on the alarm clock and placing it closer towards Joe. He hurried towards the door as the snooze time elapsed.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

The alarm rang out. The sudden increase in volume caused Joe to almost jump out of the bed. Hearing Frank laughing, Joe turned and threw his pillow at him. Not expecting this attack, the pillow hit Frank smack in the face. Joe quickly jumped out of his bed and ran for the bathroom. Frank tossed the pillow back at Joe, but he missed. The pillow hit the bathroom door as Joe slammed it shut.

“You just wait.” Frank yelled. “I’ll get you back.”

The bathroom door opened a crack, Frank could barely see Joe’s smiling face.

“No you won’t.” Joe replied calmly.

“Oh, and why not?”

With a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Joe answered back. “Because you love me too much.”

Before Frank could make a reply, Joe slammed the door shut again.

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The Hardy Boys belong to Simon and Schuster and the Stratemeyer Foundation. The Hardy Boys Fan Fiction authors of the Hardy Detective Agency have just borrowed them for an adventure or two. The authors promise to put the boys back when they are done with them. The authors do claim copyright to the original characters in this story. Please do not borrow original characters without express permission of the authors.