This story may not make much sense right now and it may seem short and pointless, but I can guarantee that it will get better as it goes on.
As some of you may, or may not have, noticed, I haven't updated the "Mysteries Make Everything Okay" story for a few months now. Honestly, I don't even know where I was going with that story and I feel as if it was going a wee bit down hill. I apologize for the lack of updating on "Mysteries Make Everything Okay". As of right now, I'm thinking of discontinuing it. But go check it out if you'd like and follow it, favorite it, review it, or message me to let me know how you feel about it. If I feel as if it's worthwhile to keep writing it and I feel as if people actually like it, there's a possibility that I'll continue it, but please don't get your hopes up. But while you're waiting for me to figure out where that story is, or is not, going, please check out this story.
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"It's clear. Everybody move out!" Joe Hardy yelled, letting the neighborhood know that they were safe even though nobody was really outside.
"Joe Hardy to the rescue," Nancy Drew laughed, coming over to her friend.
"I see that you got my e-mail," Joe winked.
"Indeed I did," Nancy smiled. She hugged the young man and exclaimed, "I haven't seen you in forever! What are you doing here in River Heights?"
"Well, you see, Frank and I just got a case and-" Joe started, but Nancy cut him off.
"Did you say Frank? Where is he?" Nancy questioned, happy to hear his name again.
"Right here!" Frank Hardy called, jogging up to Nancy and his brother. "I was just admiring my brother's work, you know how it is," he joked.
"Listen here, man. What I did in there? That was something that's very important and very hard, which already proves that you wouldn't be able to do it. I've got the skill that you need to defuse bombs, in fact, I've got extra skill," Joe emphasized, rubbing it into his brother's face.
"I'll have you know that although I may not have 'extra' skill, or whatever it is that you called it, I do have skill. I'm just a little rusty, that's all," Frank explained.
"Yeah, sure, that's what it is... Keep telling yourself that, bro."
"I haven't even been talking to you guys for five minutes and you're already quarreling," Nancy joked, punching Joe in the arm.
She looked Frank in the eyes, feeling the warmth rise up in her cheeks. She forgot how those certain, chocolate brown eyes made her feel so comfortable and at peace.
She came up to Frank and hugged him, longer than she had hugged Joe. Frank embraced her and then squeezed her.
"Mhm," Joe cleared his throat. "Are you two love birds done so we can go get something to eat? And, Frank, we can brief Nancy on the case. I'm sure that she's interested in it already, just by hearing that we have a new one."
Although the way Joe was talking about it seemed weird to Nancy, she didn't think anything of it. She pushed that thought aside and started walking in between the brothers, arms looped with each of theirs.
"Now, Joe," Nancy said, facing toward the younger brother, "what were you doing in there? I mean, you don't look like you're on a bomb squad yet you acted as if you just defused a bomb."
"Now that, my dear friend, was just me using somebody's house and surprising you."
Nancy glared at Joe, giving him the look his mother always did when she sensed that he did something wrong. "I got permission. Don't worry, Nance, I don't break laws."
"That's the biggest lie I've ever heard, Joe Hardy. You've broken into houses without warrants before and Frank can back you up on that because he, too, has broken the law, with you. Isn't that right?" she asked, turning her head toward Frank, making her hair swing elegantly into place, with a joking grin on her face.
Frank returned the grin back at her just for an instant, before his brother shot a disapproving look at him, telling him that he shouldn't.