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"ALL RIGHT, WHO STOLE MY FREAKING LAPTOP?!"

It was just a regular Sunday morning at my mom's cozy, one-story house in Phoenix, Arizona. We were all off doing our own activities: Iggy and Gazzy were making bombs, no doubt, Nudge and Angel were probably watching TV, and Fang and I were arguing about the latest football game. The stupid ref did grant Fang the victory, for the record. Total was running around in the front yard, clearly enjoying himself. Everything seemed just fine.

Every muscle in my body tensed. I reminded myself of the Angry Fang protocol: take deep breaths, move as little as possible, and under no circumstances speak. If you hadn't figured it out yet, angry Fang was not a pretty sight. And Fang sounded pretty darn angry right now.

He stormed out of his room and made a beeline for the dining room. He pounded his fist on the table and yelled, "FRONT AND CENTER. EVERYBODY. RIGHT NOW." He sat down roughly in one of the chairs. I really was curious to as why Fang was so pissed. Whoever stole his laptop could give it back in five minutes, and this whole fiasco would be done with, right?

Well, apparently not this time.

Everybody trickled into the dining room, two by two. Nudge and Angel apprehensively approached the table, careful not to set Fang off. Iggy and Gazzy casually strolled in. Well, Iggy was the casual one. Gazzy's face looked like it was made of stone. They joined Nudge and Angel at the table. Finally, Ella and Mom joined us.

Fang slammed his fist against the table to get everybody's attention. Just before he could start talking, Total bounded in and leaped into Angel's lap.

"What'd I miss? Why is everyone here?" he said. Angel looked down at him, and I guessed she was sending him a telepathic message. Whatever she did, it worked. Total nodded and leaned back into Angel.

"All right. I was in the middle of a blog entry when I smelled bacon. I left the half-finished blog entry open on my laptop on my bed while I ate, and when I came back, the laptop was gone. There is no way in hell I'm re-writing the blog entry," Fang said.

Nudge tentatively raised her hand. "But your blog entries are short, right?" she said quietly, doubting her voice for the first time in…well, forever.

"Usually are, but this one was fifteen freaking pages," Fang said. "So, we have to go around in a circle and say what we've done today. Hopefully we'll be able to figure out who the culprit is. Whoever it is owes me, big time. Total can start."

"I have paws," Total growled indignantly. "I can't steal laptops. Huh, that might not be a bad idea.." Fang glared at him, cutting him off. Total continued, "But for what it's worth, I've been practicing flying and chasing Magnolia around all morning. Angel, you're next." Good enough. I didn't hear anything incriminating from Total. He did have a point in not being able to carry a laptop.

"I've been in the living room all morning with Nudge. You guys have seen us. We were watching Gossip Girl and eating ice cream. Nudge wanted me to do her hair, so we went to our room to get some pink hair ties. Right when we turned on the TV again, Fang yelled." All right, that sounded fishy. First off, who eats ice cream in the morning? It was probably far-fetched, but it was at least worth considering. Also, they were in the hallway shortly before Fang discovered his laptop missing. Could they have been in Fang's room?

Before I could bring these points to everyone's attention, Nudge started talking. "Yeah, so, like, we were watching the best Gossip Girl episode ever! Chace is like, the smexiest guy on the planet! Anyways, were going to do our hair, and then we heard you. Of course we didn't steal your laptop, Fang! Don't you trust us?"

"I do trust every one of you guys, but someone obviously stole it unless my laptop grew legs overnight." You know, that actually wouldn't surprise me one bit. "I hate to do this, but I need my laptop back. This is hard."

"That's what she said!" Iggy whooped, snickering. As I expected, nobody joined him. When he felt everyone's eyes on him, Iggy responded, "Hey, I was just trying to lighten the mood. This place felt like a courtroom for a minute."

"Fine. Back to business. Dr. Martinez, you're next."

My mom looked amused, but she decided to tell her story. "Okay, so I woke up early, before you guys. I caught up on a little work before you guys woke up. I had to contact several patients with my laptop. After that, I filled Magnolia's dog bowl and made breakfast. I took a quick drive to my workplace to check on the animals. When I got home, I got the mail on my way in and read through it upstairs. Apparently we've been using up way more water and electricity than all the neighbors since you guys moved in," she said. "But it's no problem, of course. I love having all you kids here," she assured us. Her story seemed a lot more foolproof than Angel's story. Besides, my mom would never take Fang's laptop. She had her own, for goodness' sake.

"Sounds fine. Ella?"

"I just got here. I was at my friend Jessica's house all morning, and when I came back, everyone was in here. It seemed like serious business, so I came. I didn't even know your laptop was missing until I came." I knew for a fact she was telling the truth. I saw Jessica's dad drive her here, and I was about to say hi to her when Fang found his laptop missing.

"Your turn, Iggy."

"Gazzy and I have been out front all morning. We experimented with dropping bombs off the roof. Don't worry, they were just wicked smoke bombs. After we made bombs, we went inside to eat breakfast. It was delicious, by the way. After that, we played Call of Duty. And yes, I can play even though I'm blind. I just have mad skills. I was just about to grab the flag when Fang here interrupted us!" For once, Iggy seemed to have a legitimate case for himself. Even though he was the Flock prankster, I wasn't sure if this one was his doing or not.

"Same here," Gazzy said.

Fang turned to me. "Max?"

"When I woke up, I went to the breakfast table. You were already there. Remember?" Fang slowly nodded.

Frustrated, Fang pounded the table again, making it shake. "Someone here must be a pretty damn good liar. Laptops don't just run away. But we're not leaving the table until I find out who took it." I sighed. Nobody was going to fess up. At first, I assumed Iggy or Gazzy took it, but I was having second thoughts. They were definitely outside this morning. I hadn't imagined the bomb sounds going off. But being them, there was always the possibility of them taking the laptop.

Even after thinking it through several times, something felt out of place, like I should know who it was. I was no detective, but I knew something was wrong. Someone here was definitely lying.

Suddenly, it all clicked for me. A faulty piece of damned evidence out of place.

I then knew who stole Fang's laptop. I solved the mystery.

Can you?

So, can you figure out who stole Fang's Laptop?

There definitely is enough evidence in the story pointing to the culprit. Don't be fooled by extraneous red herrings, but pay attention to details.

By the way, I've taken away everyone's powers here, if that clears anything up. Angel cannot read minds. One unimportant exception: Angel could sent thoughts to Total alerting him to what was going on. Thanks to Alyssa for catching that.

Good luck! Post guesses in review form, but please do not include the reason why you think they're the thief so everyone can guess.

This will NOT be a one-shot. Next chapter, the thief will be duly punished. First correct guesser gets to decide one of the thief's punishments!