It started out as a typical argument... and became mass random chaos!
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No, I don't own them

A/N: A one shot between Frank and Joe.

My first attempt at Joe angst.

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"Stupid," Joe muttered, walking around the chilly winter park. It was snowing lightly. Stupid, stupid, stupid, he thought to himself. Why had he ever cared anyway? He had tried to be nice, he had.

But no, stupid Callie had ruined everything… again.

You're good at nothing, Joe, so stop pretending like you deserve to be on this earth! Her irritated voice flashed in his ear. He shuddered. She's right, he thought to himself.

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Frank glared at Callie. "I can't believe you just said that about my brother."

"He messed up my dress, Frank! I paid FOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS for it!"

"If I remember correctly," Frank said, "you were the one who spilled the juice. Joe bumped you afterwards. YOU ruined your 'four-hundred dollar' dress."

"Frank-" Callie tried to say. "You don't –" she paused.

Frank's eyes were like ice. Callie had only seen Frank get upset a few times, but they usually weren't aimed at her. "Get out," he said.

"What?" she asked, her mouth hanging open.

"Get out. Right now. You know my brother comes first."

"But –" she tried to say.

"We're breaking up, Callie. It's over. We're done. I don't know what part of 'Joe comes first' you don't understand, but whatever part it is, well, I don't care. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to look for my brother."

"Frank!" she called, running after him in the snow. "Let me help you!"

"Why?" he asked. "So you can yell at him, after I find him? I don't think so. I promised my parents I'd look out for him, and I intend to keep that promise."

"FRANK! I'm sorry," Callie tried to say, trying to plead her way into a fake apology, but Frank would have none of it.

"You're not sorry." Frank slammed the door, got into his car, and started his keys, driving away and leaving Callie behind in the snow.

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Joe watched the lake, frozen over with glassy ice. The snow was beautiful, but he was hardly paying attention. I'm sorry, he thought to Frank. He bit his lip. When were mom and dad coming home? He wondered.

Tears ran from his eyes. Frank and Callie were supposed to go to prom that night, of course they couldn't now, that he'd "ruined" Callie's dress.

Her problem, not mine, Joe thought to himself. He shook his head: Of course it was his problem.

He saw Frank's brown van drive up. Great, he thought.

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Frank pulled the van to a stop. "Joe?" he thought. He stopped the car, taking the keys out of the ignition and locking the van.

"Joe!" he called. "Joe, this isn't funny!" he saw Joe's outline on the lake.

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Joe stood on the glassy ice, eying the hole. What have I got to loose, he thought, everyone's mad at me, no one cares…

"JOE!" he heard a voice come from behind his ear. "Joseph Hardy! What in hell do you think you're doing!"

"Getting away from your life because I can't do anything right!" Joe called.

"Joe! That's a lie!" Frank yelled, running down to the ice. He tripped over a rock and quickly picked himself up.

Nothing left to loose… Joe thought as he turned around. Then he stopped, and thought of Frank. Then again, everything left to loose…

"Noooooooooo!" he heard himself yell as he toppled into the lake.

Should I continue? It's marked as 'complete' for now… but that could change.

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