The Hardy Boys

To win a Football Game by RightPerspectiveofwhump

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. They belong to Franklin. W. Dixon and their respective publishers. I have only tied them up and kidnapped them for my own amusement. No ransom note was sent, or money received for this story. purely for the enjoyment of Joe and Frank hardy lovers.

Authors note* please let me know if I should continue or scrap it!

Chapter one: the morning

7:30 A.M Thursday

Joe Hardy in the upstairs bathroom of the Hardy house, situated on Elm street, gave himself a final look over in the bathroom mirror. He had to hurry to snag a quick breakfast before school, but he had to smile just a bit when he saw his reflection. What with his vibrant sparkling blue eyes, his beach blond almost military style hair, and long muscular 6-foot frame. All of this and he was only 17 years old. His older brother Frank thinks Joe is immature, but he couldn't help it.

Joe leaned in closer to the mirror and started making faces at the mirror. He couldn't help it! He just loved seeing his reflection making faces back at him. Leaning back from the mirror, he sighed. Brushing his fingers through his hair one more time, he turned way. Satisfied that he was fit for school he turned to leave. Joe grabbed the doorknob and started turning it to leave.

What he didn't expect was when he finished turning the knob, the door would be shoved back in his face. Catching the side of his nose and cracking it hard against the wooden door. Yelping a little cry of pain, Joe stumbled back a little stunned by the sudden door movement and the pain now emanating from his nose. Not to mention the feeling of warm blood that was trickling out of his nose and slowly making its way down his face.

Joe put a hand on the bathroom wall to steady himself as he struggled with the pain in his nose. It wasn't like he had never been hit in the nose before. He had, more times than he had liked to count. But it was the fact that he hadent expected the door to be slammed back in his face like that. Sure, he had martial arts training, hand to hand combat, and he had observation skills most people didn't. it was just…

He didn't expect it to happen in his family's house Joe guessed. His thoughts had made him lose focus again. It had been happening more often lately. Sure, Joe was a boisterous ball of energy. Everybody knew that. But his thoughts sometimes went as fast as he did on the football field. They would go so fast and popping in out of random places, Joe would just lose focus on reality for a minute.

Shrugging his shoulders in exasperation he remembered his nose and put his free hand to his nose. He felt it gingerly, making sure it wasn't broken. It wasn't broken, but Damn, it hurt like hell. Joe wiped the trickle of blood of his face and held his nose, head leaned back in hopes to stop the bleeding. Realizing he hadent even looked up to see who had opened the door, he looked over.

Joe saw something that made him put his head upright, forget the pain in his nose, and stare at with mouth hanging wide open. The person who had done the injustice to Joe's poor throbbing nose was none other than Frank. His big brother. Frank on the other hand was still standing with the doorknob in his hand and a look of dumb confoundment and horror at what he had done.

Frank couldn't speak because he was horrified that he had just hit Joe in the face with the bathroom door. Joe couldn't speak out of utter shock and surprise. Frank finally came to his senses and opened his mouth to apologize profusely to Joe, when Joe's mouth shut close and he stood up with a strange expression on his face. Frank immediately shut his mouth and waited, doorknob still in hand for the yelling at he was sure to get from Joe.

Joe walked slowly to Frank and stood staring at him, saying nothing. Frank was getting nervous when Joe hadent said a word but stood there staring. Frank opened his mouth once again to apologize, when Joe's face broke into one of his famous dazzler smiles and hugged Frank, hard.

Frank surprised but relieved hugged Joe back just as tightly until Joe let go. "Thought you weren't supposed to be back until the weekend Frank." Joe was still smiling a mile a minute and looked like he had just won the lottery, even with a slowly swelling red nose. Frank still stunned by Joe's reaction managed to sputter out "Umm… yeah the case wrapped up early and I thought I would surprise you."

"Yeah, you surprised me all right Frank." Joe rubbed his nose gently trying to ease the now strong pain coming from his nose. "Gosh Joe, I am so sorry. I thought no one was in the bathroom and the door was just shut." Frank was looking nervous again as he apologized to Joe. Frank loved his brother more than life itself, but Joe's moods could change as quickly as a flash of lightning. You could see the change coming sometimes and sometimes it comes out of the blue.

So Frank was still bracing himself in case Joe decided to yell at him for cracking his nose with the door. Seeing Frank almost imperceptibly cringe, made Joe grin wider. Frank thought Joe was going to yell at him. Sure, he was kind of mad at Frank, but he had missed his brother a lot. Their father had given a mystery to just Frank to solve in Illinois and he had been away for two weeks.

Joe had wanted to go desperately but he had football practice all week and a big game coming up on Friday. Realizing his thoughts had made him lose focus again, Joe shook his head and looked sheepishly at Frank who was now staring quizzically at Joe. "joe you okay bro? I didn't hit you that hard with the door, did I?" Frank's eyes and voice betrayed the worry he had that he had done more damage than a swelling nose to his younger brother.

Joe smiled reassuringly "Nope, I was just thinking for minute". Smiling as Joe's stomach betrayed that he hadent eaten that morning. Frank with a smile said "I am starved! Want to grab a bite to eat? Then I can drop you off at school." Joe looked at him puzzled. "I can catch the bus" "no you can't, the bus already passed us while we were talking." Joe checked his watch "Oops. Sure, but only if we hurry. My English teacher has been giving me a hard time about being late." "even though it was only like twice!" Frank looked at him with a disbelieving look on his face.

Joe cracked; he never could lie convincingly to his brother. "fine so it was like 4 times! But she doesn't have to be a stickler the latest I have been having been like a minute. Honest! Damn I think the woman hates me." Joe looked forlornly at frank with his big puppy dog blue eyes. Frank laughed and ruffled Joe's hair before Joe smacked his hand away and settled it down again with his fingers. "Alright Joe lets grab breakfast and move it."

Joe smiled appreciating that he had an awesome big brother like Frank. "Race yah" Joe said with a mischievous smile. Joe was careening down the stairs as he heard Frank catch up behind him. They both skidded to a stop in the kitchen as they smelled the breakfast their Mother had made. Their mother was tall like her boys but 5 foot 10 in height. She was also slim and a little lanky like Frank Her boys and her husband thought she was the most beautiful woman ever.

Who wouldn't say she was beautiful?

She had Joe's sparkling eyes, she had long beautiful waves of soft almost glowing golden hair, and a laugh that sounded like bells in heaven. She turned from putting pancakes on a plate to greet her boy's good morning, when she saw something that made her give a cry of surprise. "Joe" their mother asked face losing color and her eyes filling with worry. "what is that?" She asked pointing a finger right at Joe.