Mission: Survival
Note: I do not own The Hardy Boys, Franklin W. Dixon does. Also, to:
Mrs. Frank Hardy- I know, she treats Joe with so little respect, and he's my favorite Hardy Boy. However, I did need her in the story, so here she is.
PeaceTia- There is no way I will stop writing this, it's for Language Arts, too! I am also having a lot of fun portraying the characters this way.
Chapter Three
"Joe! Get up! Breakfast is ready." Frank said, shaking his brother awake, or, he thought ruefully, attempting to shake him awake. He sighed, but then headed outside, grabbing a bowl and heading towards the creek. He bent down, scooping ice-cold water into the bowl, grinning as he imagined his brother's expression. His smile faded as he stood up, seeing something, or someone, he thought, bolt backwards into the cover of the trees. Frank frowned, but figured it was probably just an animal.
He walked back towards camp, trying to reassure himself that there was nothing wrong. He sighed again, being a detective could really set your nerves on edge, he mused.
Joe looked up at the sound of his brother's footsteps. He frowned as he caught sight of the worried look on his face, but he smiled when he noticed the bowl of water.
"Trying to shock me awake, huh, bro?" He questioned. Joe smirked at the sight of his brother's eyes widening, bursting out laughing as Frank mistepped and stumbled backwards, flinging the ice-cold water onto himself.
Frank gasped involuntarily as the water landed, on him. He managed to frown at his younger brother through his now chattering teeth, before he glimpsed something in the corner of his eye. The teen frowned at the sight of his girlfriend, Biff, Meg, and Vanessa, who were rolling on the ground, laughing.
"The look on your face!" Biff managed to say through his laughter.
"Funniest...sight...ever!" Meg and Vanessa giggled. Callie had the decency to stop laughing, quickly standing up.
"I'm sorry Frank, but it was pretty funny." She admitted. He sighed, but nodded, "It must have been, getting Joe to roll so close to the fire." Joe jumped as though scalded, scooting as quickly as he could away from the flames.
"Come on, lovebirds, funny boy, funny boy's girlfriend, and prettiest girl I've ever seen, let's pack up! We gotta get going." Biff ordered, finally smothering his laughter. Everyone nodded, quickly setting about, cleaning up the camp.
