Frank and Joe Hardy plan to kill their friend Chet Morton

Frank and Joe Hardy plan to kill their friend Chet Morton

fiction
edward w pritchard

the following is a brief critical analysis of a certain genre of stories for boys, names and relationship are used solely as example, for literary criticism

Frank and Joe Hardy were planning how to kill their chums. Working feverishly in the 3rd floor kitchen, over the garage behind the house, and consulting their father's, the internationally known chef, Lorenzo's famous secret cook book, they planned revenge on the fat man, Chet Morton for going too far and his sneaky friend Italian Tony as well.

Chet had plans of his own. He and Tony swam underwater and entered the Frank and Joe's families mausoleum/boathouse and working in the freezing water began to remove most of the screws and nails holding the high powered boat together. Chuckling as he worked the good natured but fiendish Chet thought back on all the insults the two Hardy hooligans had laid on him. Many times his strong arms had saved those two when one or the other toppled over the rail into space but still they continued to dis- him. Let them try to race in this boat now, the "Sleuth" will disintegrate in mid race, Tony thought and laughed demonically as Italian's were wont to do especially, when working underwater.

Joe added the fifth layer of high calorie icing to the fat kids surprise cake and wondered how many slices it would take to kill the fiendish joker Chet Morton of hyper tension. No matter he would eat all the cake as usual. Hurry Joe, Frank exclaimed, we have to get to the boathouse before we go to the caves, and then the old mill and then the underground reservoir to find poison mushrooms for Chet's soup.

Chet and Tony's work was finished so Chet wrapped a large fish in Frank's football Jersey and headed for the high school in his prized jalopy the Queen, even though it had no transmission or rear wheels because it was as usual "all over the garage". As he drove Chet noticed proudly all the real estate for sale signs in the yards that bore his father's, the real estate broker's moniker. Maybe his Dad could get him a deal on plots for Frank and Joe to be buried in after he killed them, Chet thought.


Joe and Frank likewise headed for the high school with the cake for their obese chum. Joe carried the cake and Frank grabbed a shotgun to shoot Chet and Tony with in case their overly elaborate plan with the cake didn't work. Both drove a high powered motorcycle with one hand, Joe carrying a cake and Frank a shotgun, and so they waved only briefly to their favorite two chicks, pretty but demur Iola, Chet's sister, and the other girl Callie, Frank's chick,who were walking along the roadway, and taking chicken soup to a poor but deserving elderly citizen, They also saw a third older woman Aunt Gertrude heading out to meet the truck drivers at the no tell motel. As they rode background music played easy rider. As he rode Joe's cell rang and it was his dutiful and diminutive Mother, Laura reminding the lads that a delicious dinner would be late because their Father Lorenzo had been kidnapped again. Driving along, Joe said to Frank, its neat we got these motorcycles for coming up with a cure for cancer and riding along looking out at the gentle green ocean both chaps agreed that life was grand here in Bayport and life here was as it always should be.
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