A/N: Hey! I'm back, this time with chapter six!

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Chapter Six

Frank and Joe were so caught up in their own thoughts on the way to school that they didn't notice the large black car following them.

Upon arriving at school, the brothers quickly jumped out of the van and hurried into school. When they were inside the building, they met up with Chet Morton and Tony Prito.

"Hey, Frank, hey Joe," Tony called.

"What's up, Tony?" Joe responded.

"Not much," Chet replied. Frank and Joe looked questioningly at one another.

"Uh, Chet, I was talking to Tony."

"I know," Chet replied, then leaned forward and whispered in Joe's ear, "Frank, it's me! I'm Tony! Something completely insane happened last night—me and Chet switched places."

"Yeah," agreed Tony (or Chet? Joe wondered), and then added, "I'm hungry," as if to confirm the other's statement.

"Wait a second!" Frank said. "Are you telling me you guys switched bodies or something?"

"Yeah, Joe. Weird isn't it?"

"You too?" Frank said, awed. Misreading the amazed expressions on Frank and Joe's face, Tony and Chet looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Joe demanded.

"It's APRIL FOOLS DAY, Frank!" chortled Chet. "It was a joke."

"Yeah," Tony agreed. "We were just kidding. You guys, of all people, know that crap's impossible."

The brothers exchanged glances before Joe said, "Of course we did. We just didn't want to make you feel bad." He grinned. "You guys always try to stump us with a trick each year—it never works."

Chet scowled. "We thought it had this time."

"As if," Joe continued. "Remember that time in first grade when you told me the ice cream man was evil and wanted to kill me? I was six years old and didn't even fall for it. You guys are so lame."

"Um, we told that to Joe, not you," said Tony, confused.

"Oh, right…I forgot."

Tony and Chet looked puzzled, but before they could interrogate Frank or Joe any further, the bell rang, and the four friends parted and ran to class.

Finally school was over. Frank walked home, dejected. Joe had stayed at school to work out (which most people found odd, since it was usually who they thought was Joe, not Frank, that did this), and Frank was alone.

As he walked, he tried to forget everything that had happened at school. He had tried to talk to Callie, explaining that "Frank" was only joking, it was April Fool's Day, and that he hadn't meant any of it. Callie, however, still steamed from earlier, blew him off and they had gotten into a fight.

"That was not a funny joke!" she had yelled, tears rimming her eyes. "Going and kissing someone else's girlfriend—your girlfriend!" She sniffed. "I'm surprised you're not as mad as I am."

Frank smiled. "I was it on it."

"Well, it wasn't funny, Joseph Hardy, and you know it! Tell Frank to keep all his apologies to himself—I don't care." And she had walked off.

Now, walking home, Frank felt an empty feeling in the pit of his stomach.

He was so absorbed in his own thoughts that he was taken by complete surprise as a large black car pulled up beside him on the deserted road and the driver, a large, muscular man, jumped out and grabbed him from behind. It's that thug Joe told me about—Bos'n! Frank realized as he struggled desperately.

The passenger door swung open and a little man with frizzy hair and thick rimmed glasses. "Quick!" he hissed. "Get Blondie in before someone comes!"

The giant man slugged Frank from behind. His last conscious thought was, Hurry, little bro. Then everything went black.

A/N: Well, there was chapter 6! Please review, and I'll be back with chapter 7 asap.

~Emachinescat ^..^