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Joe's POV

Frank sit next to me as we eat some lunch.

"So, what do you think we will find in this case," I ask him as I stuff some food into my mouth.

"Joe, stop stuffing your face with food," Frank tell him as he takes a bit of his boring, PB&J sandwich.

"Frank, Wha da you teeh wook sarpr," Joe says with his mouth full of food.

"Sorry, what did you say Joe? I couldn't understand you with your mouth full," Frank say as I swallows my food.

"Why do your teeth look sharper," I re-ask him.

"Huh?"

"Yeah! Your canine teeth looks sharper that yesterday," I tell Frank as he frowns.

"Why would the be sharper?"

"Because you are a werewolf now! Duh!"

"We got no proof of that," Frank argues back.

"We got the photo," I counter.

"It doesn't show us much. It's just the outline."

"So then we head back there in a month and gather more evidence!"

"Joe, we can't. I don't want you to get hurt. You almost got hurt."

"Almost doesn't count Frank," I say as I roll my eyes. "Anyways, I'm going to the arcade. You want to join me or not?"

"Alright. Let's go. And I'm driving us," Frank tells me as he grabs the keys to the van.

"Whatever Bro," I say as I smile.

I hop into the passenger seat of the van as Frank climb into the driver's seat. I look out of the window as we head towards the arcade. We stop at a stoplight and I stop a woman with fiery red hair standing at the crosswalk. She is wearing a white blouse with jean on.

"Hey Frank, doesn't she look new," I ask my brother as he glance at the woman.

"A bit. Why?"

"Ah nothing," I say as the light turn green and we continue on.

/Alright. So, I'm gonna do a time skip now. I don't feel like writing a boring week and a half while they try and find clues, but they don't. Anyways.../

~TIME SKIP~

Frank's POV

I drive Joe and myself to the Morton's farm. They are getting back today, so we thought we would go and stop by to see hello.

"I brought the photo," Joe tells me. "Maybe Iola can work some computer magic and make it clearer."

"Great idea, let's ask your girlfriend for help," I say as I glance at my brother.

"Yeah-Hey! Iola's not my girlfriend," Joe says as he stops looking out of the window as he glares at me.

"Oh! I'm sorry, your crush," I say as I spot the Morton's house in the distance.

"She's not my crush!"

"Uh huh. You keep telling yourself that."

"It's true!"

"Oh look! We're here," I say as I park the van and I get out.

Joe mutters something under his breath as he leaves the van. We then walk towards the front door.

"...I can ask them-Oh! Hey Frank! Hey Joe! Glad that you could stop by," Iola says as she smiles from the front door.

"Hey Iola, we thought we would stop by. Mind if we come in," I ask as her smiles widen.

"Come on in! Mom just put some cookies into the oven. Chet it unpacking right now," Iola explains as we walk to the kitchen.

"Hello boys! How are you," Mrs. Morton ask us.

"We're doing great. Mmmm, those cookies smell great," Joe states.

"Well, I better go and finish unpacking. Once I'm done, you can tell Chet and I about the cases you have been on since we left," Iola says as she heads towards her room.

"So, any interesting cases," Mrs. Morton ask us.

"Well, we did help Phil find a girlfriend," I tell her as we sit down on the stools in the kitchen.

"That's wonderful!"

"Hey guys. I see you aren't on a case," Chet says as he walks over to us.

"Not right this second. Well, we are on one, but we need to wait until we can get back into it," Joe says as he takes one of the cookies that Mrs. Morton pulls out from the oven. "Ow! Hot!"

"Of course it's hot Joe. She just pulled them out of the oven," I tell him.

"Here," Mrs. Morton says as she hands Joe a glass of milk. "I'm going to go and check on my husband. You guys can have some cookies while you talk."

Mrs. Morton then heads towards the barn, where Mr. Morton is at.

"So, any interesting cases," Iola ask us.

"Yeah. We had to go find a wolf in the woods 'round midnight this one night. We were hoping that you could do your computer magic and make the picture more clear," I say as Joe pulls he photo from his pocket.

"I can give it a shot," Iola says as she takes the photo from Joe.

Their fingers brush slightly and I can see a light blush grace Joe's cheeks. I smirk as I take a bit of the cookie.

"What happened Frank," Chet ask as he spots my bandages.

"Ah. I scratched myself when we were looking for the wolf, I tell them."

"When did you look for this wolf?"

"About a week and a half ago. Why you wondering Iola?"

"I was just curious on how long The Hardy Boys are stuck on this case. Now that I know, I'll get to work on clearing this photo for you guys," Iola says as she stands up.

She lightly kisses Joe on the cheek as she turns towards me.

"I'll see you guys later," Iola says as she walks towards her room.

"You totally like her," I say to Joe, once she is out of earshot.

"What?! No," Joe squawks out.

"He totally does. And if you break my sister's heart, you got me coming after you," Chet says as he shakes his fist at Joe.

"...Noted," Joe says.

"Anyways! We better head on out," I say as I stand up. "Come on Joe. We'll stop by tomorrow to see if Iola was about to clear the photo up."

"Alright. I'll see you guys later," Chet says as we head towards our van.

"So, home and video games," Joe ask as he sits in the passenger seat.

"Alright fine. But I choose the game," I tell Joe as I start the car.

"Fine."