By M.L. Shards

“Are you all right?” He asked looking over at the blond behind the wheel of the small yellow car. His shoulders were hunched and he stared straightforward, not really taking in their surroundings. He’d already barely avoiding getting rather intimate with a number of trees and was going much faster than normal, even for a Duke.

“I’m fine.” Was the response that resounded out from clenched teeth.

There was silence.

The car raced along. The darker haired cousin having to reach across to steer them clear of a large bush the car nearly crashed into.

“Dang it cuz’! Something is wrong! What is it?”

“Forget it. It’s not important.”

“Well it’s either that or hand over the keys, you’re going to get us killed.” Came the short response. “Coy, you’ve almost his every dang tree since we left Hazzard-”

“Does it bother you at all? The attention they get?” The blond demanded, lurching the car forwards with another burst of speed.

Vance found himself pressed flat against his seat and slightly unnerved. Sure, Coy would be thick at times, but he was a skilled driver and knew better than to go so fast in a car they barely knew, in rocky terrain. “Slow down!”

“We were gone for how long?”

Vance, attempted to straighten himself in as he did something he hadn’t done in a long time, fastened his seatbelt. “What?”

“How long?” His younger cousin snapped angrily, his knuckles turning white from gripping onto the steering wheel as tightly as he was.

“Uh… s-six years.” Vance stumbled as they hit a bump, causing him to smack his head against the roof. He winced in pain.

“Right, so we get a few hugs and stares and pats on the back, right? I mean, we get a nice welcome back, right?” Coy replied, turning the car sharply around a corner, causing the backend to fishtail. Vance’s eyes narrowed.

“Either slow down right now or I swear-” he threatened in hopes of breaking through the cloud of anger surrounding the fellow Duke.

“Now Bo and Luke, they leave for what? Less than a year?” Coy replied slowly, each word coated with fury. “They get a dang parade!”

The two Dukes had gotten a flat early on in their trip, like seemed so common for the two cousins. By the time they’d changed it and passed through town in hopes of saying their goodbyes to Cooter, Enos, and a few others, Enos was in the middle of announcing a mini parade for the other pair of Duke cousins. Coy and Vance had decided to just head off not wanting to ruin the celebration for their family and the residents of Hazzard by spoiling the moment.

“Coy, green isn’t a good colour on you.” Vance sighed.

“But doesn’t it annoy you?” Coy insisted in an attempt to get his cousin to understand. “I mean, I’ve heard Daisy talking about how much she was worried about our returin’ to the farm after Bo and Luke left. They were upset and they missed them, gave them a big send off, drove them to the airport and everythin’. Cooters even mentioned a small celebration at the Boar’s Nest… I guess… I mean we gave Boss and Rosco more trouble when we were younger than Bo and Luke ever did… We didn’t get a send off really, I mean, we didn’t get that from them, I mean when we left… we got a lunch and a kick out the door.”

Vance shook his head. “Coy, you need to calm down. You know things weren’t and aren’t like that, we need to go help our Aunt and yeah, maybe Bo and Luke have gotten a grander return than us, but they’ve come back from the NASCAR circuit, they’ve won major awards, they’re celebrating their accomplishments, now slow down before you get us killed.”

Coy looked down at the steering wheel. “Aren’t you ever tired of trying to do everything right and not being able to?”

Vance looked over at his younger cousin. He’d never seen him like this before, so upset and angry. He was just lashing out, and Vance had no real idea what triggered it. He doubted it was jealous over some words over Enos’s loud speaker. Coy wasn’t a nasty person, sure, he’d gotten into a lot of brawls when he was younger that he’d often have to lie his way out of, and there was one time he’d nearly burned down the barn, but that had been an accident…

“I mean, Rosco doesn’t even care enough to try and catch us in one last speed trap…” Coy added sadly.

“Coy Duke, stop it right now!” Vance snapped resisting the urge to grab onto the steering wheel. Coy drove fast when he was stressed, and right now, the country side of Hazzard was all a blur, he needed to get this out of him. It was too dangerous to wrestle the wheel from him now. “What’s really bothering you?”

“I don’t really like driving…”

Vance was confused and bewildered by this statement, though not quite sure how it pertained to the certain situation. “What?”

“It’s always made me nervous. But, I mean, Bo was a really good driver, and I always looked up to him, you know? So I got Uncle Jesse to teach me, and sometimes Bo and Luke would let me drive the General and… I’m a stock car tester, Vance. I’m a Bo clone. I’m a Bo clone that can’t even garner half the respect or attention that Bo can…” Coy admitted stepping down hard on the breaks. Vance was amazed neither got thrown through the windshield as the car’s wheels locked briefly, before the car abruptly stopped.

Vance let out a sigh, wrapping his arms around Coy’s shoulders. “Coy, you’re as much Bo as I am Luke.”

Coy looked at his cousin doubtfully, as if that statement had just made Coy’s point right there.

Vance rolled his eyes and let go. “Yes, we look alike, and yes, we think alike, but I’m not him. For one thing, I’m taller.” This brought a small smile to Coy’s face. “Coy, you’re no Bo. You can throw a punch ten times better and you’ve always had your share of callers and friends that Bo has had no connection to. If you’re not a racer at heart, you can always find something else to do. Sure, Luke and I were both in parts of the Marine, but that’s coincidence, nothing else.”

Coy let out a sad sigh. “If you say so Vance.”

“Sure I say so.”

Pressing his foot down on the gas pedal and continuing on the way to their Aunt’s farm, Coy glanced back behind them, in the direction of Hazzard. “Think anyone will miss us? I mean really Vance… now that Bo and Luke are back, what exactly are we? Before we were the replacements, now we’re just un-necessary.”

“Well, Daisy and Uncle Jesse will, and hopefully Ellie-Mae…” Vance replied, grinning. “Come on now Coy, maybe we won’t be missed as much as Bo and Luke were, but we’re not them anyways. Aunt Martha needs our help and we’re Dukes, we stick together, that’s what we do. Maybe half of Hazzard will forget we exist while others will pine over our absence just as much if not more than of Bo and Luke’s.”

Coy didn’t appear to take much comfort in this, but at least he wasn’t gripping onto the steering wheel as hard as he had been before. “I guess we should keep going.”

“Um… after your recent confession an’ all, you sure you don’t want me to drive, partner?”
Coy shook his head. “I’ll be fine a bit longer cuz’.” He took one back look in the direction of Hazzard, though any buildings were long out of sight.

Just like that, Coy and Vance Duke left, heading off for a new adventure, their own adventure; separate from that of Bo and Luke’s. They drove away, out of the lives but not out of all the hearts of the residents of Hazzard County .

by: Jason McBroom

Rosco sat in his office after his patrol shift. As he was getting up to leave, he felt a pain in his left shoulder. This was one of several aches and pains that were getting harder to ignore lately. “All those horrendous crashes must be finally catching up with me,” he said to himself.

A few days later, Rosco was out on patrol, and saw the Duke boys speeding toward town. As usual, he went off in hot pursuit after them.
A few years ago, he had inadvertently gotten Boss Hogg to finally buy updated cruisers by breifly quitting his job. Even though this one was on about it’s 14th set of fenders, the big Interceptor still had plenty of power. Rosco had actually overtaken the General Lee in it a couple of times.
A loud hissing sound suddenly reminded Rosco that he should check his radiator more often, and the steam fogged up his windshield.
He turned on the wipers just in time to see the General slowing down for a turn. Rosco managed to avoid the General, but skidded off the road and smashed into a tree stump, sending the car flying into the air. Just as he was thinking about Boss having his hide for scuffing the car, it landed on it’s side and violently flipped twice, coming to rest roof-first against a tree.
The boys saw the wreck and came back. Bo ran over to see about Rosco while Luke called Cooter on the CB.
“Rosco, you alright?” asked Bo.
“Boy, that was more horrendous than usual. Soon as I can move, I’m giving you a ticket for not signalling a turn,” said Rosco.
“What do you mean, soon as you can move?”
“I think I hurt myself this time, Bo. Get me outta here, will ya?”

The boys laid Rosco across the back seat of the General and took him to Doc Appleby’s office.
“You just strained your back, Rosco,” said Doc Appleby. “You’ll be back on your feet in a few days, but you really should stop banging yourself around like that. You’re not as young as you used to be, you know.”
Even though he didn’t want to admit it, Rosco was nearing 60 and knew Doc was right. He had been a lawman for well over half of his life. Maybe it was time to slow down.

Boss didn’t have too much of a fit when he found out Rosco had hurt himself. Underneath all the bickering, the two of them were actually pretty good friends.
“Rosco, why don’t you start giving Enos a little more responsibility and try to take it easy?” asked Boss.
“But, with Enos being the sherrif, that’d leave Cletus to do most of the patrolling. You’d be fixing and buying cars all the time.”
Boss rolled his eyes. “Not as many as I have with both of you wrecking them.”
Rosco grinned, having deliberately referred to Enos as sheriff.

Later that day, having decided to at least semi-retire, Rosco knocked on the Dukes’ door. Bo answered.
“Feeling better, Rosco?” he asked.
“A little. I’m here to give you that ticket I promised.”
“Yep, he’s all better,” said Luke.
Bo yelled, “You can’t be serious! That was an accident and you know it! If you wanna get technical about it, you were tailgating!”
Rosco laughed. “I’m kiddin’. I just wanted to thank you two for coming back. I coulda been there all night. I also wanted y’all to know that I thought about what Doc said and I’ve decided to hang up my guns while I’m still in one piece. My retirement will be announced very soon.”
“You mean you’re just gonna quit? Police work’s all you’ve ever known.” said Jesse.
“I’m just gonna ease off. I’ll be around a while longer, just not out patrollin’ much. Then I guess Enos’ll be Sheriff.”

A couple of months later, Rosco was climbing the steps to the courthouse and stopped. Today was the day. His last day as Sheriff of Hazzard County. He thought back to when he first became sheriff. All the awards and comendations he had gotten. A letter from the President himself recognizing him for single-handedly busting a gang of interstate smugglers.
Rosco had been accurately refered to as the best sheriff in the state, and was very proud of his accomplishments.
But when he lost his pension, he was forced to take part in Boss’ corruption to survive. This, he wasn’t proud of at all.
With a long sigh, he proceeded up the steps.

That afternoon, Rosco was in his office putting his personal belongings into a box. Enos walked in and said, “Not leaving already, are you?”
“Nah, just getting ready. I’m not officially retired until you’re sworn in tomorrow morning.”
Boss had been standing at the door and said, “That’s not entirely accurate. You see, it won’t be Enos being sworn in tomorrow.”
“What?!” said Rosco and Enos at the same time.
“Enos has been here longer than anyone besides me. He’s the only one qualified.”
“The sheriff’s right, Mr. Hogg. You can’t possibly mean Cletus.”
“Of course not. I’m talking about Grady,” said Boss.
“Grady Byrd? That dipstick cousin of yours that filled in when I was in Atlanta?”
“That’s right,” said Boss.
Enos’ eyes narrowed and he yelled, ” You know something, Mr. Hogg? I like Grady and everything, but you can just tell him to find a new deputy! This ain’t fair!”
With that, Enos stormed out of the room, slamming the door hard enough to break the glass.
Boss and Rosco were speechless as they watched Enos throw his car into gear and leave rubber all the way around the square and out of town.
Neither of them had seen Enos angry since they’d known him.
After a long moment, Boss said, “Well, what got into him? I hope he knows that window’s coming out of his pay.”
” Why, you greedy little meadowmuffin! He’s right. I don’t blame him,” said Rosco, and left.
Enos was right. Grady had done a fair job as acting sheriff, but he was getting up in years himself. Rosco and Enos both knew why Boss wanted to make Grady sheriff instead of Enos. Enos was honest.

Rosco was passing by the Boar’s Nest and saw Enos’ patrol car in the parking lot. He stopped and went in to talk to him.
He found Enos and sat down with him just as Daisy came to the table. “What’ll Hazzard’s finest have today?” she asked.
“A beer and a buttermilk, Daisy,” said Rosco.
“Make that two beers, Daisy,” said Enos.
“Enos, you’re on duty. Besides, you never drink.”
“So are you, and I do a little once in a while. It doesn’t matter anyway. We’ll both be off duty for good soon.”
“Maybe not, Enos. I have an idea. I just wish you wouldn’t quit. Hazzard needs at least one honest lawman.”
“Excuse me, Sheriff, but did you just say what I thought you just said?”
“I did. I’ve always admired your honesty. Don’t ever make my mistake. No amount of money is worth your credibility.”
“Thanks, Sheriff. I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Now the law says that my second in command is to finish out my term, then run for the office if he wants.”
“Yeah, but Mr. Hogg don’t care what the law says. Besides, Grady wasn’t a bad sheriff. I guess it won’t be too bad working for him.”
“You do that. Then when the time comes, run for Sheriff. I don’t know anyone in Hazzard that wouldn’t vote for you. And don’t worry about Boss rigging the election. Talk to the Dukes. They made sure I got re-elected fair and square a couple of times.”
“Boy, Sheriff, you sure are acting different. Standing up to Mr. Hogg, and saying good things about the Dukes.”
“I haven’t got anything to lose by being myself anymore, Enos. And by the way, you can call me Rosco.”

The next morning, a small crowd stood in the hallway of the courthouse and watched Grady Byrd be sworn in as the first for-real new sheriff since many of them could remember.
Rosco noticed that Grady had kind of a funny look on his face as he handed him the Sheriff’s badge and congratulated him.
After the ceremony, Rosco stopped by his office to grab a couple of things. Grady walked in just as he was leaving.
“Rosco, I just wanted you to know that this wasn’t my idea. Boss came to me the day you told him you were retiring and all but threatened me if I didn’t take the job.”
“I’m not surprised, Grady,” said Rosco. “But Enos is the one you need to convince.”
“I feel just awful for Enos,” said Grady. “He deserves to take your place, not me. I Know he’s upset, but he won’t talk about it.”
“It’s not you he’s upset with, Grady. It’s Boss. But you can bet on some competition from him in the election. That is, unless you want to just give it to him.”
“I would, Rosco, but Boss’d hang me out to dry.”
It was obvious that Grady wasn’t all that interested in being sheriff, and Rosco knew why. But he was relieved, and knew Enos would be, to know that Grady might be interested in helping Enos get into the Sheriff’s Office, as long as he could do so discreetly.

A couple of days before the election, Grady and Enos sat in Grady’s office. After making sure Boss wasn’t around, Grady said, “Now, Enos, I know you want to be sheriff, and the whole county knows you deserve to be. As long as the election stays fair, which Jesse Duke assured me he’d see to, you will be.”
“You’re a good, honest man, Enos, and deep down, even Boss has to respect that. But he’s going to put alot of pressure on you. Sure you can handle it?”
“I’ll be alright, Sheriff. Besides, you can always be one of my deputies if you want.”
“I might take you up on that, Enos. Maybe Boss won’t be too hard on either of us that way.”

The day of the election rolled around, and the whole county waited for the results. Including a man from the state Election Commissioner’s office, whom Jesse had tipped off. No one was surprised that the new Sheriff of Hazzard County would be Enos Strate.
After Boss calmed down from his fit, Rosco walked over to him and said, “See, none of this would’ve happened if you’d just left well enough alone. And I’m gonna make sure Enos is treated fair. He’s gonna have two deputies, he’s gonna make at least a full standard sheriff’s salary, and you’re gonna let him run the Sheriff’s Department his way, not yours.”
“Who do you think you are, Rosco Coltrane, talking to me like that?” sputtered Boss.
“Your brother-in-law. You wouldn’t want me to sic Lulu on you, now would you?”
Boss shuddered at the memory of the last time someone told his wife he was cheating someone she cared about.
“Alright, Rosco. You win.”

And, so, Enos ended up succeeding Rosco as Sheriff after all. He kept his word to Grady, making him a deputy. He kept Cletus on as his second deputy, and even ended up talking Boss into letting him put Rosco on reserve. That suited Rosco just fine, as he only had to work when he felt like it, and when he did he was once again the straight-as-an-arrow lawman he was in the old days, and wished he had been all along.

The End

by: Kitty
After the Reunion ended in May 1996 Bo and Luke
hugged Jesse, Daisy good bye. While Jesse Hugged
Bo he asked, “Bo, Luke, will you come visit this
christmas?? I need help now that I’m an old man.”
Bo looked in his calender, “Well, Uncle Jesse
I’ll have to call you later to let you know, but
hope so.”
Rosco came to Bo, “Are you leaving already?? I’m
going to miss the General Lee again.”
Bo puts his hand on Rosco’s shoulder, “Don’t
worry Rosco, we’ll be back soon.”
Rosco smiled, “Oooh, oooh okay.”
Luke answered, “The General Lee will never die,
it’s going to be here through the next
generation.”
Rosco agreed, “You’re right boys.”
The duke boys went to the house to pack to leave
it got tears rolling down Jesse’s eyes watching
them pack.
Jesse starts to have past dreams of the boys when
they were little, and now they’re on their own.
While Bo and Luke left the farm and Hazzard.
Jesse went back inside the house feeling unhappy
and sad flipping through the photo albums. Many
months went by until Thanksgiving day nobody came
to eat dinner with Jesse. That made Jesse more
upset, then a phone rang it was Bo, “Hi bo, I
miss you boys.”
Bo said, “Yeah, we miss you too and discuss that
we all should come and see you for Christmas, so
we’ll come a week before Christmas. Jesse felt
better, “I’m glad to hear you’ll come back for
Christmas.”
Jesse hangs up the phone to get decorations ready
then saved the lights and orgnaments for the boys
to do. Jesse went to do some Christmas shopping
for his nephews and daisy. He decided to get
something really special for them…then probably
a will, if he happens to pass away and give bo
and Luke the money to keep the farm without
Jesse. He wants the farm to stay with the duke
family for a long time. Soon it was closer to the
day Bo, Luke and Daisy comes back to the farm. In
the next day Bo, and Luke arrived to help with
the decorations. Luke said,”This is going to be
another great Christmas together again.”
Bo said, “Yeah, and many more to come.” Jesse
came in the room with a box of old orgnaments,
“Here’s your homemade orgnaments.”
Bo went to the box and laughed,”Luke, here’s your
ugly orgnament!!”
Luke got embarrassed,”That’s not ugly, I made it
when I was 5 years old.”
Bo said, “Well, I don’t remember seeing you make
it.”
Luke went to Bo to grab the wood stick shaped of
a deer from Bo’s hand and the head broke off.,
“Thanks alot Bo!!”
Bo looked at the broken wood piece, “I’m sorry
Cousin, but it’s old anyway.”
Luke said, “My mom helped me make this first
orgnament, and she got killed two days later in a
car crash. And it’s a good thing she finished
it!!”
Bo felt bad, “Oh, I didn’t know that!!”
Jesse heard the argument from another room,
“Boys!!, I don’t want arguments on Christmas
day.”
Bo and Luke looked at Jesse, “Sorry Uncle.”
Luke searched the box of Bo’s to be fair and
found his Orgnament ball that have bo’s picture
when he was 3 years old, “Here’s a picture of
you.”
Bo went to see it, “Nice.”
Jesse got tired of the boys not doing anything,
“Are you boys going to stand there all week?? I
want all the decorations up before the 22nd.”
Bo and Luke gave up, and got all the lights and
orgnaments on the tree then went outside for
awhile. Two days before Christmas Jesse started
to feel a bit sick and weak, but he tries to
ignore that. Daisy saw Jesse not feeling well,
“Jesse are you okay?”
Jesse answered, “I’m just getting old that’s
all.”
Daisy felt worried, “Let’s take you to the doctor
to be sure.”
Jesse refused, “No, I want to be here in this
house.”
Daisy went to tell the guys, “Jesse’s not feeling
well.”
Bo and Luke got a worried look in their faces and
went to see Jesse, “Jesse??, we should take you
to the doctor.”
Jesse gave up and they went to the doctor.. The
doctor wanted to talk to Jesse privately, Jesse
said, “I don’t want to hear it, since I want to
go home and be with my family for Christmas, it’s
not going to stop me.”
Doctor said, “Well, just take it easy.”
Jesse said, “Fine.”
Jesse came out of the hospital to the car, “I’m
fine, so let’s get to the party.”
Bo said, “Okay, here we go.”
They arrived to the party that Rosco is the host.
When they got in, Rosco said,”Here are the duke
boys!!”
Bo rolled his eyes, “ROSCO!!, we’re not boys
anymore, we’re men.”
Rosco giggled, “Oh I forgot, well Bo and Luke I
want to welcome you back to Hazzard.”
Rosco put the song “Good Ol’ Boy theme song.”
Bo listened to it, “Those were the days.”
Everyone danced, ate and had a good time. Jesse
mostly sat on the table feeling weaker as he
watched Bo and Luke having a great time. At the
end Rosco put a Mistletoe everywhere, so bo and
Luke found a female to kiss. Jesse interrupted Bo
and Luke to say he is very tired and wants to get
back to the farm. Bo sees how tired Jesse is,
“Okay Jesse.”
Bo took Jesse back home, while Luke and Daisy
stayed at the party. While driving back to the
farm Jesse started to have trouble breathing, it
scared bo thinking Jesse is going pass away so he
slammed on the brakes to get Jesse to the
hospital.. When Jesse got on the bed, he said, “I
want to die at the farm than the hosital.”
Bo started to cry, “Jesse, don’t say that!! I
love you so much like a father.”
Jesse said,” I have something to tell you, but I
wanted to wait until after Christmas.
Bo got worried, “What is it??”
Jesse said, “If I tell you all now, it’s going to
ruin our Christmas.”
Bo got upset and walked out the door to find the
doctor. Then called Luke and Daisy to get to the
hospital right away, so they did. The doctor
said, “Just stay in bed for a few days and you’ll
be back to normal.”
Jesse said, “Okay, I’ll do that.”
The day before Christmas the duke cousins came to
pick Jesse up to go back to the farm to relax.
It’s only Christmas eve and Jesse wants them to
open the gifts early.
Bo said,”Okay, we’ll open them.”
While they opened the gifts. They got an Will
papers from Jesse, and started to weep, “Jesse,
why do we need them soo soon.”
Jesse said, “I’m sick, so I thought I should give
you the will to keep the farm for the future
generations.”
Luke smiled, “Thanks Jesse.”

PART II

That night the dukes slept until 8am Bo and Luke
got up to get dress, then make breakfast. Daisy
came out later to join them. They realized
Jesse’s still sleeping, so they left him to sleep
to rest. The Guys went outside to do some work
at 10am Daisy decided to check on Jesse then she
screamed, “NOOO!!!”
Bo, Luke heard and ran to see why Daisy was
upset.” They saw Jesse laying in bed with his
hand on his chest with a pale look in his face.
Three cousins looked at Jesse and Bo said, “Well,
he had a long life, it’s time to go.”
Luke said, “Yeah, I’m not sure how we’re going to
keep the farm.”
Bo said, “That’s true unless we find Vance.”
Bo left the room to make phone calls while Luke
went to search through the Will. Daisy went to
put Jesse’s things in a storage box.
Luke says, “We can’t keep the farm.”
Bo heard, “Why not?”
Luke showed Bo the paper, “Jesse owe $12,000
dollars for farm payments, and I got a place in
NY I can’t live here.”
Bo looked sad, “Yeah, me too.”
Rosco, Lulu, Cletus, Enos, Coy, Vance, Cooter all
came to the door not knowing what happened knocks
on the door. Daisy saw it was their hazzard
buddies, “Guys, we got company.”
Bo and Luke got prepared, “Let them in.”
Coy, Vance yelled, “I’m heeeeere!!! Merry
Christmas, hey where’s Jesse??”
Vance went to look for Jesse, “Uncle Jesse??,
Jesse??”
Bo grabbed Vance before he went in Jesse’s room,
“Vance, we got to talk first.”
Vance got confused, “What is it?”
Luke got everyone attention, “We got bad news.”
Rosco said,”Is this about Jesse?”
Luke said,” Yes.”
Luke said,”Jesse passed away during the night,
and he’s still in bed.”
Coy, Vance felt sad,”What will happen to the
farm?”
Luke answered, “We’ll have to sell it.”
Coy yelled, “No, Jesse will not like that.”
Vance said,”Well, we can find someone in the
family to keep the farm.”
Rosco interrupted,” Boys, boys, I mean men, “I
know you all want to keep the farm forever, but
this place is getting old, it’s time to fix it up
anyway.”
Bo and Luke agrees,”Yeah.”
Soon someone came to take Jesse away for the
furneral, after the furneral ended the dukes went
to move everything out of the house. Sell all the
farm stuff to get money to pay the late bills.
Coy, Vance left, so it’s only Bo, Luke and Daisy
at the empty farm house saying bye bye to their
childhood home.
Daisy said, “I’m going to miss this place, I
can’t believe it’s time to let other family use
this place and enjoy the times we had.”
Bo looked around, “Yeah, it’s sad to lose Jesse
and the farm.”
Rosco came, “Okay, you dukes this farm is
history, because I found a new family, who is
moving in here now.”
Luke said,”Thanks alot.”
Daisy started to cry, “Well, I’m going to leave
Hazzard bye guys.”
Daisy went to her Jeep and drove away, while Bo
and Luke looked around for the last time before
leaving. They saw a truck coming to the farm with
3 little kids and a man. Bo saw the kids about 5
years apart, “That reminds me of us.”
Luke saw the kids, “Yeah, we were that young here
on the farm.”
a kid came to them, “WHo are you?”
Bo said, “I’m Bo, this is Luke we grew up here.”
kid said, “I’m Lukas, and my little brother
Beauregard and my sister Debbie.”
Bo laughed,”This is going to be soo cool.”
Luke said,”Enjoy the farm just like we used to.”
Lukas said, “We will.”
Bo and Luke got in the general lee taking off,
“Little bo and little luke with little Debbie
just like us LOL.”
Luke said, “Yeah, Hazzard will still have a
family with bo, luke in it.”
The boy’s father came to Bo, “Interesting car you
have, we also have the same car, but with 02 on
the doors.”
Bo was suprised,”Where?”
The man said, “It’s under the sheets over there.”
The dukes went to uncover the car and shocked to
see General’s twin!!! but with 02 on the door,
“That’s cool!”
Man said, “I heard about you dukes losing your
man Jesse, and thought we could move here and
replace your family.”
Luke said,”That’s great.”
Bo asked,”What’s your name?”
Man said, “Vance’s father is my oldest cousin he
told me about this farm, so here I am.”
Bo said,”You’re a Duke?”
John said, “I’m John Duke.”
Bo said, “That’s great, we found another Duke
family to take over.”
Bo and Luke waved bye and left to go to Hazzard
to see Cooter talking to a young guy, “Hi Cooter,
we want to tell you a new Duke family is now
living at the farm.”
Cooter was surprised, “That’s great, and meet
this guy to take my place named Hooter he’s my
youngest 2nd cousin.”
Luke looked at Bo, “Looks like another generation
to take our place.”
Cooter says he’s leaving Hazzard too, and wanted
his youngest cousin to take his place. The dukes
and Cooter heard two police cars going fast past
them to the bank hitting eachother. They watched
the young sheriff out of the car going to the
Deputy, “You devilstick!!”
Luke said, “Oh no, New cops to take Rosco’s place
and Enos.”
Bo and Luke with Cooter walked over to them,
“Hello.”
Sheriff says, “I’m Sheriff Woody Coltrane.” and
this is Deputy Strate Jr.”
Bo laughed, “Cute.”
Cooter said, “Wait til you see who is taking
Boss’s place and I have to leave okay bye bye
dukes it’s been great being here in Hazzard.”
Cooter left, it made Bo and Luke puzzled,”Who is
taking Boss’s place?”
They followed Sheriff to see Boss, then Bo saw
Rosco talking to Boss, “Rosco!!!”
Rosco said, “Hi duke boys, I got news for
you…instead of me I got cousin Woody, and Enos
brought his cousin, so I got Boss’s nephew
Hughie.”
Bo was shocked, “WHAT!!! Hazzard is going to
continue having dukes again.”
Rosco said, “What are you talking about??”
Luke said, “Vance’s father has a cousin who is
now living at the farm named Duke have have 3
children ages 6, 14, 15 little one named
Beauregard, Lukas and Debbie Duke they are
siblings not cousins.”
Rosco said,”Well, that doesn’t matter to me
because I’m leaving Hazzard and my cousin will be
sure they don’t get in trouble.”
Rosco packs up to leave and retire forever, so
did Bo and Luke. They left Hazzard feeling sad,
but glad the Duke family will continue to live in
Hazzard. That’s the end of the story that Hazzard
will have new generations replacing Bo, Luke,
Cletus, Enos, Boss, Rosco, etc… instead of
General lee 01 in Hazzard now have General Lee
02.

by: KitsJ

“Luke!”

The urgent whisper slid across the dark and through his dreams until he gave a little moan. Rolling over and huddling deeper into the blankets, he made a fervent prayer that Bo forgot whatever it was and let him sleep. Even though it was summer, he still had to get up and work with Jesse at 5 in the morning tomorrow.

No such luck.

“Luke!”

He sighed, a heavy sound that dropped to the floor at the same time his feet did. At least it was summer, and the boards were warm under him, instead of the icy coldness of winter. The things he did for his little cousin. Yawning, he crossed the floor when suddenly Bo’s voice reached him again.

“Stop!” He obeyed, wondering what in the world was going on. In the darkness, he could just make out the sleep tossed blond hair that stuck out in wild angles around Bo’s head and the wide blue eyes that glinted in the light from the window.

“What is it?” he whispered back, glancing around.

Bo ducked his head. “There are monsters under the bed.”

Of course. Monsters. Why shouldn’t there be? I mean, it was only—he checked the clock on the bedside table—3:00 A.M. Why couldn’t they come at a decent time, like 6:00 or maybe even 8:00? Never mind.

“Bo,” he said patiently, shuffling forward despite Bo’s head shakings, “there aren’t any monsters under your bed.”

“But I heard them talking,” Bo said, eight-year old voice rising in a whine.

“What were they saying, then?” Luke asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed and drawing his feet up. Out of habit, of course.

“They were talking about how they were going to eat all of us, Daisy and Uncle Jesse, too!”

“Right. Well, if they can’t get out from under the bed, how are they supposed to go to all of our rooms?” Luke reasoned. His cousin shook his head, heaving a gigantic sigh like Luke was purposely being dense.

“There’s a great big ol’ maze that connects all of the under-the-bed’s, and they go through that. Then they drag you down there, and you can’t get out, and they got all sorts of things down there, and then they cook you and eat you.”

Luke stared at his cousin, marveling at his imagination. Bo’s teachers had commented on the story-telling skills, which Luke had always put down to the shuckin’ and jivin’ skills that came naturally to the Duke family, but sometimes he pulled things out of his hat that stunned even Jesse. One time Luke had picked up a composition Bo wrote, squinting to make out the wide-spaced scrawl and trying to figure out the complex story; a red pen had written “Too much detail!” in the corner, which made him grin.

And even though it was 3:00, Luke found himself interested enough to encourage a further explanation.

“All right, so there’s a giant labyrinth underneath all the beds,” Luke said, looking to Bo.

“Not a lab, a maze,” Bo corrected him patiently.

Briefly he considered defining a labyrinth to Bo, then decided against it. “Right, of course, sorry. So there’s a giant maze. Is it just around our house or to all the houses in the world?”

“It’s all the houses in Hazzard. All the other towns gotta get their own mazes.”

“So who builds ’em?” Luke asked, leaning back and watching his cousin, who seemed to have forgotten about the monsters entirely and was now intent on explaining the magic of them to his older cousin. “The monsters?”

“Nope. They can’t build, except for the goblins, because they learned from the elves.”

Luke decided not to pry into that one. “So who does?”

“The Tooth Fairy.”

“Pardon?” Luke said, blinking. That one came from left field.

“The Tooth Fairy. With all the tooths—”

“Teeth,” Luke corrected absent-mindedly, trying to figure this one out before an eight-year old had to explain it to him.

“All the teeths she gets from people. And she sells ’em to the other fairies, and they sand ’em down and make stones out of ’em. Then the monsters steal ’em and make the humans build the mazes, and since the Tooth Fairy had them, they’re all magical, and so they go all over the place instead of just regular.”

“Wait, wait, don’t the monsters eat the humans?”

“Luke!”

“What? I’m just trying to understand,” Luke protested.

“You’re not taking it seriously,” Bo said accusingly.

“I’m sorry. So the monsters save the humans until they build the mazes, then eat them.”

“Right.”

“Ah.”

They sat in silence for a while, Bo plucking at the strings of the quilt and Luke staring out the window, trying to figure out where all this came from. He hadn’t been that imaginative. The only thing he remembered from being eight was the dead certainty that a vampire was living in his closet. But then again, Bo had always done this. Luke could remember when his younger cousin had just turned six. Cooter volunteered to babysit him for a while while Jesse and Luke went to town, and when they returned, he was sitting on a stack of logs laughing. Bo sat beside him, earnestly trying to convince him that there were a thousand invisible alligators in the pond.

“Luke?” Bo’s voice pulled him from the memory.

“Hm?”

“Can you kill the monsters for me?”

Luke nodded cautiously, unsure of what this might entail. “Sure. How do I go about it?”

“You have to look under the bed and look ’em right in the eyes.”

“That’s it?”

“Well, sure. They won’t come back if they see you’re here,” Bo said reasonably. Luke grinned, kneeling on the floor and lifting the bedcover. A few menacing dust bunnies stared at him, but nothing more. He shrugged.

“Go on, go somewhere else, y’hear? Leave my little cousin alone!” he said loudly for Bo’s benefit. Straightening, he put his arms on either side of Bo and smiled. “They’re gone now. Now get some sleep.” He leaned forward and kissed his cousin on the forehead, then turned to go back to bed.

“Luke…do you think that I could sleep with you?” Bo’s big eyes shone in the moonlight. “Just for tonight?”

“Bo, you’re really getting too old for this,” Luke sighed, knowing he was going to give in but determined to at least pretend he wasn’t.

“Please?”

“Just for tonight, all right? Then no more,” Luke said. Bo grinned and jumped into his arms, letting Luke carry him across the floor and to the other bed. The monsters might have come back, after all. After he made sure Bo was cuddled into the blankets and sufficiently far away from the edge, he crawled into bed behind him and gave one last yawn. “Good night, Bo.”

“G’night, Luke.”

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“Thanks, cousin,” Bo said, standing and stretching his arms that had recently been bound. He was sure he was a goner, when one of those goons aimed a gun right at his head, but suddenly Luke appeared, knocking the gun out of his hands and delivering a punch that sent him reeling against the wall.

Luke grinned at him, shaking his head. “The trouble you get into…”

“Hey!” Bo said, protesting. “It wasn’t my fault!”

“Right. And I still have to jump in and save you.”

“Oh, please, I had ’em right where I wanted ’em…”

“Of course you did, all tied up and staring the gun right down the barrel,” Luke said, arching an eyebrow. Bo gave a sheepish shrug.

“Okay, so I needed your help a little bit,” he admitted. Luke laughed.

“I’m still getting rid of your monsters.”

Bo frowned in confusion. “Huh?”

“You don’t remember the Tooth Fairy?” Luke asked. He stared at his cousin like he had just announced he was Santa Clause.

“What are you talking about, Luke?” he finally said. Sometimes Luke said some pretty strange things, but this one was way out there. Luke wrapped an arm around his shoulders, leading him out the door.

“Well, you see, there’s this maze—”