Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys: The Stolen Christmas
It had been a whole day since Nancy had last been on a case and she was getting bored without the frequent attempts on her life. She was currently walking in the park, hoping from the depths of her heart that a case would cross her path. It was just then that a carrier pigeon fell out of the sky and hit her on the head. She ignored this and continued looking for a case.
Exiting the park her keen senses noticed that the streets were crowded as people desperately searched for a final present to put under their Christmas tree. Cars passed her at an alarming rate, but oddly a silver Buick with tinted windows seemed to be following her. This continued for a few blocks before the driver rolled down the window and chucked a Chinese puzzle box at her. The box broke when it hit the concrete and inside was a cryptic note. Nancy shrugged and threw it in a nearby trashcan. The day was turning out to be rather uneventful.
Then as she was crossing the street she heard a bang. Immediately Nancy ran to see what dangerous events were unfolding. As she rounded the corner and into the alley, she came to a sudden stop at the terrible sight unfolding before her eyes. Two people she thought she'd never see again were hanging precariously from the fire escape. Last time she'd seen them, they were riding off on jet skis into the sunset.
Just then one of them noticed her and shouted, "Run for your life Nancy Drew!"
"The building's on fire!" the other clarified.
"But there's no smoke?!?" Nancy was puzzled.
"Just help us get down! There's time for twenty questions later." the blond one shouted.
Thinking quickly, Nancy rummaged through a dumpster and found a discarded trampoline.
"Aha!" she exclaimed, "Jump onto this and then we can go get some coffee and talk."
"This is no time for highly caffeinated beverages, but I shall jump nonetheless."
Both boys each heroically jumped the last four feet onto the trampoline. Upon safely landing, the blonde haired one, Joe, grabbed Nancy's arm and dragged her out of the alley, his brother right behind them. When they ran out of breath they paused to discuss the problem that faced them.
Joe flipped his hair out of his eyes and gasped, "They…they're trying to steal…steal Christmas."
"Wha…wha…what?" Nancy stuttered as she leaned on Frank for support.
"It's true." Frank declared, "Much like the Grinch, their hearts are too small."
"That's a serious medical condition! Who is this 'they'?"
"Russia."
"A whole country?!?"
"Well, some Russians."
"Oh, that makes sense."
"Yes and we must stop them before it is too late," Frank declared dramatically, "There is clear and present danger and we may be kidnapped, poisoned, tortured or blown up, but I think we can do it with your help. Nancy Drew, will you help us on our quest to stop evil and solve the mystery of the stolen Christmas?"
Nancy hesitated and then looked deeply into his eyes, "Yes, we will solve this mystery together."
(Dramatic pause)
To be continued...