"The McQuaid brothers!"

They slapped palms and knuckles.

"Hah!"

Finally free now at the end of the day, the pair made their customary noisy exit from school.

"Don't tell me you didn't have fun today, Hanson," Doug Penhall prodded his undercover partner-in-crime as they headed for Tom's car in the school parking lot.

"It wasn't bad," Tom shrugged, itching to finally get the do-rag off his head.

"Wasn't bad?" Doug echoed disbelievingly, opening the passenger side door and getting in. "Musical chairs in literature class, that was genius right there."

Tom had to laugh. "Yeah, that was pretty good." He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

"More fun tomorrow?" Doug asked with a crooked grin.

Tom shook his head in amusement at his partner. "More fun tomorrow," he confirmed with a grin of his own.

"Be even funner if we crack the case," Doug quipped in afterthought.