hardy boys fan fiction
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Chapter 2
hardy boys fan fiction
THE CHAPTERS
Joe never managed to get a grip on his emotions long enough to hear what was being said around their table.
"Anyway," continued Chet, "that's why we are having a party by the old lighthouse tonight, to welcome the Prestons to Bayport!"
"That will be great," said Frank, "Kendall, maybe you can bring your guitar?"
"Sure," Kendall replied, "Maybe Linz will bring her portable piano, too." He gazed at his 17-year-old sister with a twinkle in his hazel eyes. Kendall hadn't missed a second of the exchange between his sister and Frank's brother. There was some definite chemistry going on between those two.
As the group finished up their pizza, Frank and Kendall stood and moved to the doorway. "Do you think they will ever move or are they just going to look at each other forever?" asked Kendall as he and Frank looked back at Joe and Lindsey.
"Well, I'm afraid I've got to pull Joe out of his trance long enough for us to get going," said Frank with a wink, "We've got to be at the airport in half an hour to pick up our father."
"Your father wouldn't happen to be Fenton Hardy, the detective, would it?" Kendall asked, as he pulled his hand through his feather-cut brown hair.
"One and the same," replied Frank, as he started back toward the table. "Joe...Joe! Come on Romeo! We've got to get to the airport!"
"Huh? What?" Joe said, never taking his eyes off Lindsey, "Did you say something, Frank?"
Frank just shook his head as Kendall gently pulled his sister from her chair.
"The Hardy's have to go, Linz." Kendell stated.
Frank was finally able to drag Joe out of Mr. Pizza and into the van. Joe started to climb into the driver's side when Frank stopped him.
"No way, bro!" Frank said, "You haven't been coherent since you first saw Lindsey. There is no way you're getting behind the wheel of a motorized vehicle." Joe started to protest, but climbed in on the other side.
"What do you think of her, Frank?" Joe asked, with a grin on his handsome face.
"I think you've got it BAD, baby brother!" Frank answered with a laugh.
"Did I make a fool of myself?" Joe asked, afraid to know the answer.
"Not that Lindsey noticed." Frank replied. Frank then asked Joe what he was going to wear to the party later that night.
"Party? What party?" asked Joe. Frank laughed and went on to tell Joe of all that was planned for the evening. By the time he finished, they were pulling into a parking garage at the airport. The boys made their way through the crowds to the baggage claim area. They had prearranged to meet their father near his baggage area.
Fenton Hardy picked up his briefcase and small suitcase as soon as he saw his two sons heading his way. An older version of his elder son, Mr. Hardy's face broke into a warm smile as the boys approached. They exchanged affectionate hugs and headed out to the van, Joe taking his father's suitcase and Frank taking the briefcase.
On the ride home, Mr. Hardy filled the boys in on his adventures in Egypt. The boys were proud of the way their father had put a stop to a group of art thieves who were stealing priceless Egyptian artifacts. Then, to Joe's embarrassment, Frank detailed their encounter with the Prestons at the mall.
Mr. Hardy, sensing Joe's anguish, tried to suppress a smile, but was unsuccessful. Before they reached the driveway of the Hardy home, both Fenton and Frank were roaring with laughter. Even Joe, though angry at his brother at first, joined in the laughter as he thought how goofy he must have looked. He figured he would have it all together for the party later, and he would apologize to Lindsey for his behavior at Mr. Pizza.
At 5:30 that evening, Frank came down the stairs and started into the living room. He stopped short as he saw his parents in each other’s arms. Frank hoped that his dad would take their mom out someplace nice tonight. They rarely had time alone together. Frank cleared his throat and his parents looked to the doorway.
"Sorry to interrupt," Frank said, "but wanted to let you know that we're going to be leaving shortly." Laura smiled as she looked at Frank, so much like his father. Frank had changed into a maroon; short sleeved, button-down shirt, khaki chinos, and brown deck shoes. He looked very handsome and Laura told him so.
"Thanks, Mom." He blushed, "Hope Callie thinks so, too." Seconds later, Joe came down the stairs. He had on a short sleeved, white button-down shirt, navy Dockers and black Velcro sandals.
"What?" Joe asked as his parents and Frank all looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. Frank couldn't believe his eyes. Mr. Joe-t-shirt-faded jeans-sneakers-Hardy was actually dressed up!
"Wow!" Frank exclaimed. His father gave Joe a wink and a thumb’s up sign. Joe blushed.
"You look wonderful, Joe!" his mother raved, "It's so nice to see you dressed up!"
"This wouldn't have anything to do with a certain blue-eyed, brown haired girl that's coming to this party, would it?" Frank asked with a grin.
Before Joe answered, their father interrupted to give them the usual, 'be careful-stay out of trouble-don't be too late' admonishment before they headed out the door.
* * *
By the time Frank and Joe arrived, Chet and Biff already had a blazing bon-fire going. Tony was helping Phil bring some larger logs near the fire for places to sit. Callie and Chet's girlfriend Liz, were setting out food on a folding table. Joe grabbed his portable stereo and headed toward the beach. He thought of Vanessa but, seeing that neither Phil nor Biff had dates, quickly put his mind to just having a good time.
Frank joined them with a cooler full of canned soft drinks he and Joe had picked up on the way. He had no sooner set the cooler down, when a voice called out from the parking lot. It was another friend from school. Soon there were about 20 teenagers on the beach, laughing, talking, playing games, dancing and listening to music.
Kendall and Lindsey looked at the blazing fire and a group of teenagers off to the right playing a game of 'Limbo' to the music on the stereo.
"Looks like they are having fun!" stated Kendall as he started toward the beach. Lindsey hesitated. She knew she had made a fool of herself in front of Chet and his friends at the mall. She blushed when she thought of Joe Hardy and wondered what he would think of her. Kendall took his sister's hand and gave her a reassuring smile. Lindsey looked lovely in her pale blue sundress. He knew that Joe would think so too.
"Hey, look who's here!" shouted Chet as the Prestons walked onto the beach.
Kendall set his acoustic guitar case near the folding table. He waved a greeting to the gang near the 'Limbo' poles. Joe was just barely under when he heard Chet's shout. He turned his head just enough to lose his balance and fall back into the sand.
"Way to go, Bro!" Frank teased. Joe stood and brushed off the sand. With a shake of his head, he got most of the sand out of his hair as well.
"Well, guess I'm out of this round!" Joe said with a laugh. He looked up to see Kendall and Lindsey nearby.
"Are you O.K.?" asked Kendall. "Sure," replied Joe with a grin. He looked at Lindsey. She smiled that dazzling smile again and Joe felt his heart skip a beat. He quickly got hold of himself though, not wanting a repeat of his earlier performance at Mr. Pizza.
"Are you thirsty?" Joe asked Lindsey, "We've got plenty to drink over here." The two walked toward the table and Joe lifted two cans of Pepsi from the cooler. He carefully popped both tops and handed a can to Lindsey.
They sat near the fire and watched the continuing 'Limbo' game. "About today..." Joe started, but couldn't quite come up with the words he had practiced earlier that day. "It's O.K." Lindsey said quickly. "I guess we both acted a little silly."
Joe smiled with relief. "What's it like going all over the country singing?"
"I was about to ask you what it's like going all over the country solving mysteries," said Lindsey with a smile. They talked about their traveling adventures awhile, and then joined the gang for refreshments.
As they were cleaning up to leave, Joe secretly asked Frank to take Kendall home so he could walk Lindsey back to the cottage. Frank agreed and said he would wait for Joe in the van down the road from the cottage.
* * *
"Who are you?" asked Davy Preston, as Joe and Lindsey walked toward the cottage.
"David and Dennis Preston! What are you doing spying on me?" responded Lindsey as she scowled at her redheaded younger siblings.
"Kend said you had a new boyfriend and we wanted to check him out," stated Denny with a grin. Then Denny frowned, looking at Joe carefully.
"You sure look familiar." he said. Joe felt a little uneasy, as Denny and Davy kept looking him over. He gave Lindsey a smile and said he enjoyed talking with her. Joe hurriedly walked up the street toward the van where Frank was waiting.
* * *
"Mom, it was embarrassing! Denny and Davy stood there staring at Joe like he was some kind of freak or something!" Lindsey wailed inside the house, pointing an accusing finger toward her 11-year-old twin brothers.
"Boys, what on earth were you doing?" Catherine Preston asked her younger sons.
"Well," started Denny, "We just wanted to check him out. But it was weird. I felt like I was looking at...YOU, Mom."
"What?" Mrs. Preston exclaimed.
"It’s true, Mom. He has your hair, your eyes...he even smiles like you do!" Davy continued. Lindsey started to protest. She stopped short. Joe did remind her of her mother. Maybe that's why she felt so comfortable with him. Just then, Kendall came in the room.
"Kend, who does Joe Hardy remind you of?" Lindsey asked. Kendall frowned. He looked at his brothers, then, his sister, and then his mom. His eyes grew wide as he looked at his mom, again.
"H-he looks like...Mom!" Kendall said, hardly believing what he was saying.
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The Hardy Boys belong to Simon and Schuster and the Stratemeyer Foundation. The authors 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.