Howdy! Well as you might have guessed, I've decided to continue the story. I've gone back to chapter one and changed it up a little a bit. You should go and read it but it's not really necessary…as usual thanks to my reviewers, Me, PrincessSkywalkerOrgana, Jilsen, Jesusfreak1212, MCR-1993 and Jenn! I love reviews!

"Okay Joe, tell us again what you're going to do once you leave Nan's room." Frank commanded.

"How come?" Joe wined, "You know what I'm going to do!"

"We want to make sure you know what you're going to." Nancy said sternly, "Now tell me everything…in order."

"First I run-"

"Running makes too much noise; you walk as quietly as you can." Frank cut in.

"Okay, first I walk down stairs and go to the right-"

"Which side is right?" Nancy asked. Joe raised the correct hand and Nancy nodded, "Good, go on."

"Then I open the window behind the couch," Nancy opened her mouth but Joe surged on "The couch to the left, not the on straight in from the door way." The two older kids nodded and Joe went on, "Then I run around to the guest window and get your shoes, run back to living room window and wait for you two!" the little boy finished with a grin.

"Good, but you forgot one thing," Nancy said.

"What?"

"After you get back to the window, call us on the walkie-talkie." With a flourish Nancy reached inside of one of the drawers in her desk and retrieved two pink walkie-talkies.

"It's PINK!" Joe said, refusing to reach out and take the walkie-talkie.

"I know, it's also Barbie but it works really well." The youngest brother looked undecided so the girl added, "One of my dad's clients gave them to me okay, can we get on with the plan?"

"We're wasting time Joe, just take it." Frank handed the walkie-talkie to his brother.

Joe grabbed and shoved it into his pocket and headed for the door. "You know what to do if you get caught right?" Nancy asked.

Joe nodded excitedly, "Yea, can I go now?"

Without waiting for more than a nod, Joe exited the room with a slightly evil grin and Frank said as the door closed, "I hope he doesn't get caught."

"Me too."

Joe isn't one of those little boys who like to listen to older people tell him what to do. The only reason that he was on board with Nancy's plan was because otherwise he'd b stuck inside too. And Nancy was probably one of his best friends…aside from Chet, Tony, and Phil…And even Frank was his friend sometime, like when he helped the boy steal a few cookies from the jar in the kitchen.

Back to the present, Joe stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked cautiously in both directions, no adults in sight. Just as he turned toward the living room a voice called out, "Joe honey, do you need something?"

Joe slowly turned around to see Hannah, the Drews' housekeeper, Uh-Oh, "Umm," What was I supposed to say…

"We should have made him tell us what he had to say if he got caught," Nancy said as she paced (or hopped as the case may be)

Frank shrugged from the desk chair, "It wasn't that hard to remember, all he had to say is that he came downstairs to get a glass of water."

"That's a lot for an eight-year-old to remember."

"Especially if that eight-year-old's name is Joe Hardy!" Frank joked.

Nancy laughed, "True…so true."

"Umm, I...I came…to see if you had any more of those M&M cookies left." Joe smiled his best smile, the one his dad called a 'chick magnet'.

Hannah smiled at the little boy, "I'll bet I can scare up a few."

Joe followed Hannah to the kitchen where she handed him three cookies in a plastic bag, "Make sure you share these with your brother and Nancy."

Joe nodded, took the cookies with a quick thank you and dashed out of the kitchen. Hannah smiled, boys.

Joe didn't look back; he ran right for the living room. Glancing around he open the window, dropped the bag of cookies and then dropped out the window as well. The window was only about three feet from the ground and Joe was fearless.

Opening the bag took out a cookie then ran down the side of the house where the blue flip-flops lay. As he chewed and swallowed the cookie he headed back to the living room window and pulled the ugly pink walkie-talkie from his pocket and pushed the button marked talk.

The quiet room suddenly filled with the younger Hardy's voice, "Cost's all clear! Come on down."

Nancy smiled at Frank, "Let's rock and roll!"

Well, there's chapter 2! Thanks again to my reviews and I swear I'll do more research next time! It's hard to believe that this was supposed to be a quick cure for my writer's block (which has long since pasted)…turned out to be a little more than that, huh? Well you know the drill, read and review please!

-Agent Striker