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1. Excerpt from "All the Pretty Little Horses" Ashley Serena version

It was just another Friday. Despite all the crazy stuff happening at school, Comedia was ecstatic to get to rehearsing for the play. Téatra sent everyone the script, and Comedia got right to rehearsing. Today, she was practicing with Myra after school.

"You mean you couldn't possibly have less!" said Comedia, wearing her Mad Hatter costume. She flailed her tongue around and made some funny sounds, which made Myra laugh.

"Téatra was so right," said Myra, still laughing. "You are perfect for the role."

Myra and Comedia were getting a head start on rehearsing for the school play. Comedia really wanted to ace this role. Despite having read the book a million times, Comedia took Teatra's advice of "a good actor gives it their all, and always seeks to improve, even when they remember the lines perfectly," very seriously. The Mad Hatter was her favorite character, and she was going to do Teatra and the character proud.

Comedia then looked at the time and realized she had to get back to her apartment to retrieve something. She had an important assignment for art class to complete, and she needed to get some supplies.

"Same time tomorrow?" Comedia said before her leave.

"You can count on it." Myra said.

Comedia exited the Windus' apartment and got back to hers, but not without accidentally brushing up against one of the Temple Guards.

"Sorry, guard!" Comedia said. "Didn't see you there."

Comedia got to her room and grabbed her bag and her teddy before joining her father in leaving the Temple so they could do a little shopping.

Comedia looked around at all the different art supplies in the craft shop in the mall. The assignment was to build a model of a dream house. Comedia already sketched a drawing, now she just needed some supplies to build the model. She had plenty of glue, tape, and a ruler in her supplies for making pranks, but she needed some cardboard, a box cutter, and some new paints, glitter glue, a few pipe cleaners, a pinwheel, some gummy bear shaped beads, and some fruit scented spray.

"I never seen anyone so ambitious about art projects, aside from Gabriella Skywalker." Ki-Adi said, seeing the supplies his daughter was picking out.

"What can I say? When I set my mind to something, I go all in!" Comedia said, picking another bottle of glitter up with her mouth.

Suddenly, that was when some police droids arrived and shouted, "Freeze!"

Comedia jumped and dropped the glitter.

"Is there a problem, Officers?" Ki-Adi asked.

"Step aside, Master Jedi." said one droid, and two others approached Comedia with cuffs and some rope.

"Comedia Mundi, you are under arrest for vandalism and reckless endangerment in the first degree." said another droid, cuffing Comedia's front legs and tying her wings up so she couldn't fly away.

"What?! Under arrest? But I didn't do anything!" Comedia said, sounding scared. "Daddy!"

"Wait a minute! You can't arrest her, she hasn't done anything wrong." Ki-Adi said.

"We have evidence that says otherwise." said the police. "Comedia, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."

"Daddy, help me!" Comedia begged.

"Don't say anything, Comedia. We will figure this out." Ki-Adi said. "I hope."

Between him and Comedia, Ki-Adi wasn't sure who was more afraid at this point.

Ki-Adi got out his communication and contacted a friend.

"Senator Amidala, is Emeraldi home?"

Comedia was crying and whinnying like crazy as she was pulled into the prison for processing.

"Come here!" grunted the police droid as Comedia resisted.

Resisting arrest being added to the charges was the last thing on Comedia's mind now; the last time she'd been pulled like this, aside from when Ki-Adi put her in a timeout for the first time, she'd been placed into another abusive home, and right now she was sure she couldn't handle the slammer.

"Let me go!" Comedia demanded. "I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Don't make this any harder than it needs to be, Princess." said the officer.

Comedia was taken to have her picture taken. For once, she couldn't be bothered to make a silly face for a photo, for she knew this was a mugshot. All she was missing was an orange jumpsuit, which not surprisingly, the prison didn't carry. Horses weren't usually among the species they arrested. All they could do was put a collar on her with a prisoner number for now.

Comedia breathed heavily as she looked around at all the different cells all across the prison. Of course, the male prisoners were separated from the females, but that didn't lessen Comedia's worry.

"In ya go, girl." said a clone guard.

Reluctantly, Comedia walked into the cell, where luckily there was no one else. The ray shielded door was put up, and Comedia was left alone. She was trapped, just like the princesses in a few fairy tales. Only, Comedia didn't know if someone was going to come rescue her.

Comedia fell to the floor and started to cry. She was all alone again. She didn't even have her teddy bear with her to comfort her. She tried to comfort herself by remembering the words to an old song Queen Reigna sang to her when she was small.

Comedia:

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry

Go to sleep you little baby

When you wake, you will have cake

And all the pretty little horses

Blacks and bays, dapples and greys

Dancing through the sky

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry

Go to sleep my little baby

"I am telling you, Inspector!" Ki-Adi said. "You have the wrong one. Comedia would never do anything like this."

Inspector Tan Divo was on the case of this one.

"Well, Master Jedi, I hold evidence that suggests otherwise." said Divo. "And this."

Divo opened up a file that held pictures from when Comedia was turned into Silly Filly, and vandalized at least half the city, including the police vehicles.

"We still haven't gotten two of the sirens to stop mooing and clucking."

Emeraldi snorted as she tried not to laugh at the thought of police vehicles sounding like a barnyard. But then she got serious.

"Comedia was literally under a spell! You can't use that as evidence." Emeraldi said. "When someone is clavatized, they literally don't know what they're doing. Dark magic will blind you in all sorts of ways."

"Precisely. And Comedia would never vandalize a school on purpose." Ki-Adi said.

"All the evidence points to her." Divo said. "Take a look for yourself."

And sure enough, there was a lot of evidence. There were bits of hay found at various crime scenes, horseshoe prints were also found, and the police received an anonymous tip to check in locker 241, Comedia's locker, where they found several supplies used to create the pranks pulled inside. But the worst part about all this... with Comedia's arrest alone, she was officially expelled from Walker Prep High School, and thus ineligible to perform in the school play.

Comedia's family couldn't imagine how devastated she would be about that. She worked so hard to do well at her audition, and now it was taken away in a flash. And frankly, they weren't sure who would be more upset by this, Comedia or Téatra.

As everyone gathered for the costuming at school the next day, no one seemed like they could focus.

"The Mad Hatter is a key piece to the whole show!" Téatra panicked. "And Comedia was the best canidate I'd ever seen for the show."

"Well, I'm still here to play in her place." said a Rodian boy named Lumo.

"Yes, and you're a good candidate too, Lumo." Teatra said. "But still."

Boba couldn't be bothered to admire how good he looked in the pink striped cat costume that was made for him, especially after Mila's lemon juice solution got him back to normal after being dyed orange. Omega couldn't be bothered to admire herself in her Queen of Hearts costume, no matter how pretty she looked.

"Hold still, Boba, or I'm gonna mess up the tail!" said Geneva, a human girl, and the one in charge of costumes for the play.

"Sorry, Geneva." Boba said. "I'm just a little... distracted. I can't stop thinking about Comedia."

"Neither can I." Omega said. "Do you really think she'd do any of those pranks?"

"She's a funny-corn, isn't she?" Geneva said.

"Silly-corn." the twins corrected.

"Whatever. She did it to herself by playing all those pranks."

"I don't think so." Myra said. "Let's use our brains here, guys. Comedia wanted this role more than anything. So, why would she jeopardize that by getting herself expelled?"

The twins thought about what their friend said, and realized immediately that she was right. Comedia turned over a new leaf a long time ago, and kept her pranks at home most of the time, and they knew her pranks. Comedia's pranks were funny, sometimes crazy or scary, but never mean. Comedia would never use real worms for a prank, or purposely play a prank that would endanger anyone.

Boba remembered back at home how Gabby was obsessed with mysteries right now and kept asking around to see if anyone had a mystery to solve, only to be disappointed when they were too easy, or there was no mystery at all.

Like, when Qui-Gon couldn't find his wallet, Gabby found it on his night table. Or when Carmine thought he lost his glasses, and they were just on his head. And then Ahsoka and Gabby were going to watch a movie together, and they left a bowl of popcorn for a snack on the table while they went to get a soda, only for the bowl to be completely empty when they got back, and it just turned out Citrus wanted a snack too.

"I think we just found a real mystery for Gabby." Boba said.

Meanwhile, Comedia lay in her cell, still crying. She couldn't sleep all night; she just lay there crying, and she was upset that not only was she missing school, but everyone was blaming her for all the problems that happened at her new school.

"Oh, Benny. What would I give to be cuddling you now?" Comedia could only cuddle a pillow, now that she was without her panda bear.

"Princess Comedia!" said a guard.

Comedia looked up as a guard came and opened the door. At first, Comedia thought it was feeding time, but that wasn't why he was there, and the alicorn was surprised when the guard said, "Come on. You made bail."

Still surprised, Comedia stepped onto the platform and was escorted out by two guards to an area where prisoners were brought to be processed for release. Comedia's beanie and her backpack were returned to her as they processed the report, and she was released to the ones who came to pick her up.

Comedia stretched out her wings as the ropes were removed, and shook her legs as the cuffs they'd placed were removed once again.

"Master Kenobi." said an officer. "She's all yours."

"Obi-Wan," gasped Comedia.

Comedia immediately started licking the Jedi Master in thanks for coming to free her.

"Good to see you are alright, Comedia." Obi-Wan said, petting her muzzle. "Your father is awaiting to see you again as well."

"I am far from okay. It was scary in there. You gotta believe me, I didn't do any of that stuff!"

"I believe you, Comedia. But some others might need a little convincing."

As you can imagine, Master Mundi was extremely relieved that Comedia was allowed to come home, but at the same time he was terrified. Part of why Comedia was released into Obi-Wan's custody was because Comedia was a Jedi Padawan now, and thus the masters were permitted to decide what further action could be taken.

The Jedi Council called a meeting regarding this matter. And those who had children brought theirs. The Council once made a mistake of putting image above proving the innocence of one of their own. This time, they were going to do the right thing and do it properly.

"Do any of you really think Comedia would do this?" Ki-Adi said. "Those of you with sons and/or daughters, if someone said your children did something like this, would you believe it?"

"Of course not." Plo Koon said. "I am sure a majority of us believe Comedia is a good mare."

Gabby blew into a little pipe that blew bubbles and said, "It's a real mystery though."

Gabby stepped up and took out some pictures of the crime scene her siblings showed her.

"Let's take a look at the facts we have so far."

Gabby brought out Comedia's box of pranks and compared the contents to some of the pranks at the high school. In Comedia's prank box, there were mainly sticky things, confetti, and classic gags in her pranks, but no worms, springs big enough for a chair, or a snare long enough to lift someone to a roof.

"Comedia's usual pranks don't line up with all of the pranks pulled at the high school." Gabby said. "And if I know Comedia, when she pulls a prank... she never misses."

"It's true." Comedia said. She picked up a pie. "I can hit Master Tinn with a pie from opposite direction."

Master Tinn chuckled and said, "That is impossible, there is no way you could possibly-"

But as he was talking, Comedia was calculating velocity and such in her head, then she tossed the pie back, kicked it at just the right angle, and sent it bolting and ricocheting against the walls, leaving others to duck before the pie hit Master Tinn in the face.

Master Tinn took the pie off his face and licked a little whipped cream off, and some folks were laughing.

"See?" Comedia said, giggling a bit.

"And at the school, a lot of the pies in the locker pranks hit the floor or people's chests instead of their faces." Myra said.

"I tend to go for the face when I throw a pie." Comedia nodded. "And occasionally, in my mouth, especially custard pies."

Comedia licked her mouth at the thought of custard pie.

"And, Comedia has an 'A' in geometry, doesn't she? And physics. So, wouldn't she know how to make a catapult that would hit the target at the right moment every single time?"

It did make some sense to the others; if Comedia did want to pull a prank, she would never miss a target, and she would always make it didn't. Plus, she would've been laughing her head off, but Comedia wasn't laughing at any of the pranks that were pulled.

"Even I wouldn't be foolish enough to prank teachers. That's delinquent pranking, and an easy way to get in trouble." Comedia said.

Gabby also got out a cork board and some red yarn. The first picture on it was one of Comedia labeled under 'Accused Suspect.' Now, they just needed to add other suspects to the list.

"I've seen this in a lot of mystery stories. If Comedia is as innocent as she claims, this is a clear case of framing her. So, first things first, we need to identify suspects. Now, Myra, Boba, and Omega... you all go to school with the accused. Can you think of anyone who would wanna do this to Comedia? Remember, a suspect has to have three things to make the final cut. Motive, means, and opportunity. If you know anyone who fits at least one, give me a name."

The three teens thought, and some folks did come to mind.

"Brittney Parisia." Myra said. "She was pretty upset about not getting the lead for Alice in Wonderland. And Teatra did say Comedia was the best Mad Hatter candidate."

So, Gabby noted Brittney as a prime suspect.

"Okay, anyone else?" Gabby asked.

"Well, Vince Hall comes to mind." Boba said. "I've never seen him directly contacting Comedia, but he is a jerk, and he hits on every girl in school. Maybe he got upset that she's the only girl he can't because she's a horse."

"It would be an unexpected twist." Gabby said, writing Vince down as well. "Comedia, who would have the most to gain from you being expelled from school?"

"Well, there is that kid Lumo Kanduri. He's a rodian, and he was my understudy for the school play. You think he could've framed me so he could have the part?"

"That's a possibility. Now, we move on to the next step... we investigate."

Luckily, it was Saturday the next day. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan talked to Principal Brenden, and he let the Jedi launch an investigation, as long as they didn't interfere too badly with the extracurriculars going on.

The cheer squad had a Saturday practice this week, the school theater department was working on sets for the play, and the student council was also having a meeting today.

Gabby assembled a team to help investigate the crime scene. Comedia had to stay out since she was too close to the case. Among her team were Tech, Mila, Carousella, Hunter, Ahsoka, Boba and Omega, and of course her father.

"Alright, everyone. I need you search every bit of this school. Search for anything suspicious. If you find something, anything, alert me right away.

So, everyone split up across the school and began searching the crime scene.

Aside from prank residue, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Tech and Mila checked where the police said they'd found horseshoe prints, but something looked off.

"You see the angle of the prints here?" Mila said, pointing out how the angles seemed a little off.

"It looks as though Comedia twisted her legs around or was dancing in this scene." Tech pointed out. "In such a case, she would have had to have possibly twisted an ankle, or left prints of residue in a direction leaving this dried puddle."

Meanwhile, Anakin walked by one of the rooms where a young Pantoran stood at a podium with a little gavel in her hand. She was giving a speech about a new campaign to start a fundraiser for new sports equipment, when Anakin walked in and got everyone excited.

"Prince Anakin." sighed one of the girls dreamily.

"Master Anakin, I mean Prince Anakin." said the Pantoran. "Greetings. Rachel Kharan, student body president. To what do we owe the honor?"

"I'm actually here on an investigation. I'll need to talk to each of you and confirm your whereabouts over the last week."

So, Anakin did. Everyone's alibi's seemed to check out when he questioned them, but when he talked to Rachel, something got him suspicious.

"Student body president, huh? Your parents must be very proud." Anakin said.

"Yeah, my parents are very proud of me."

"So... I see you hold campaigns and such. Does this position come with any special privileges by any chance? Surely, you must need access to a lot of places and sometimes when school's not in session, like today."

"Well, yeah. I have keys to pretty much every room." Rachel said. "I thought I lost them last week, and I'm glad I didn't. Principal Brenden says that my presidency is an honor and a privilege, and if I wanna keep it, I gotta take my role very seriously. It's my best chance of getting into a top university and becoming a senator."

"So, you're into politics."

"All my life. My aunt is the one who got me interested. I've been with her all week while my parents are away. You can ask her."

So, Rachel got out her phone and let Anakin talk to, to his great surprise, Senator Chuchi. He didn't know she had a niece. According to her, she was indeed looking after Rachel while her sister and her husband were away, and when she wasn't at school, she was either at home or the library working on a new campaign.

Senator Chuchi was a trusted friend of Padme's, but given that she'd stated Rachel went to the library sometimes, that just as easily could've been an excuse to sneak back into the school and set up the pranks.

Hunter joined Obi-Wan and little Olivia in their investigation around Comedia's old locker.

Olivia babbled as she reached for something.

"What is it, Olivia?" Obi-Wan asked his daughter.

Hunter looked down and found an open bag of gummy bears on the floor.

"It's a day old." Hunter said. "No one likes gummy bears as much Comedia, right?"

"I don't think that's hers." Obi-Wan said. "Remember when we opened a bag when Comedia said she was hungry earlier?"

Earlier in the Jedi meeting...

Comedia was hungry, and luckily for her, Ki-Adi had some gummy bears with him.

"Your favorite, Dear."

But as soon as Ki-Adi opened the bag...

Comedia wolfed down every last gummy bear in one bite.

"Oh, Comedia! You didn't leave me any." Ki-Adi whined.

Comedia burped.

"Sorry." she blushed.

Present Day...

"Comedia is a greedy guts for gummy bears. She would never leave any behind." Obi-Wan pointed out.

Meanwhile, Gabby questioned Teatra in the theater.

"The costumes look great, Geneva!" Teatra said, seeing the finished March Hare and Caterpillar costumes.

"Thanks." Geneva said. "I only hope they'll get used."

Téatra sighed. According to her, everyone around her started to worry the show might not go on. First, the Mad Hatter got arrested, then they find their spare rope for the curtain is missing, and now she was receiving complaints that the set wouldn't be complete because of there not being enough supplies.

"Did you see anyone behaving suspiciously before or after the pranks started coming?"

"No. Nothing was out of the ordinary. We started preparations for the play, and everything was normal." Téatra explained. "We got all the materials for props, costumes, and the sets, and started making everything."

"Are you sure nothing was missing before the pranks started?" Gabby asked.

"Not that I'm aware of." Téatra said. "Hey, Marlo. How are we doing on the Mad Tea Party set?"

"I think we need more paint." said a twi-lek boy. "There's not nearly enough left to finish the set halfway."

Téatra was confused. She took a look at the supplies brought just for making the set and found several pieces of equipment were missing. Glitter, paint, rope, glue, and even a couple of tools were missing. And to Gabby's surprise, it wasn't the first time either. In fact, it was actually even more of those same supplies that were missing, and Téatra learned it happened over a period of days, but she'd initially thought it was from building the sets.

"Okay, how was I not notified of any of this?" Teatra said.

"Hmm... so, our prankster got some of their supplies from the theater." Gabby said. "Can they be replaced?"

"I don't know. I'll have to check the budget. Any good theater enthusiast knows one of the biggest challenges of the profession is staying on budget. The world can be denied a lot of great shows that way."

"Well, I hope we can fix this. It's kinda funny seeing Boba play Kittens, and I really wanna see one of your plays in action."

"Well, worse come to worse, I can always sing you an excerpt from musicals I've been in. But, rule number one in the theater... the show must go on."

If Téatra's show was to go on, Gabby needed to solve this mystery fast. So far, she'd looked at various clues. And the rest of the team spoke to all the students, faculty, and victims of pranks.

Tech and Mila analyzed the marker Mrs. Sulvan used before the classroom started to smell like rotten eggs. Mila confirmed that particular pen had been armed with an invisible solvent and gas that unleashed a horrible stench when pressure was applied to the tip of the marker. And at all the crime scenes, there was no sign of green fur or feathers, or orange or yellow hair. And the cameras were all blocked by tiny beanies every night, so it was no wonder nothing could be found on the cameras.

Next thing to do... interrogate suspects, starting with the likely suspects.

The Jedi placed a lamp over a chair, where each suspect would be interrogated.

Suspect #1 Brittney Parisia

Brittney was the first suspect to be interrogated, and Gabby and Myra were interrogating her.

"Let's take a look at your records." Gabby said. "Brittney Parisia. It says here you're originally from Serenno."

"Daddy said it would be safer to move here." Brittney rolled her eyes. "And why am I being interrogated by a kindergartener?"

"I'm in second grade, first of all. And we'll ask the questions here."

Myra stepped up then.

"So, you were pretty upset when you didn't get the lead, huh?" Myra said, sounding tough.

"Um... yeah! Yeah, you're damn right I was pissed."

"Hey, watch your language! There are children present."

"It says here," said Gabby. "Comedia was once a gift to you for a birthday, and then Emeraldi was a new one. But you were found guilty of abusing both of them, and thus were banned from owning a horse or competing with them. And to top it off, she bit you in school."

"She put me in the hospital! She was asking for it!"

"A likely story." Myra said sarcastically.

"Where have you been over the last few days, Brittney?" Gabby asked.

"At home, being grounded. No phone, no shopping, no nothing. My parents made me come here."

Brittney's parents confirmed her alibi, and Lamenta's truth scan double confirmed. So, Brittney was free to go.

Suspect #2 Vince Hall

Vince literally looked green today. He hadn't managed to get the dye out of his skin or his hair after what happened at school, and it still hadn't worn off.

"This is ridiculous! Why would I pull a bunch of pranks like that? Do you not see that I was a victim too?" Vince said.

"A classic method of throwing authorities off the trail," said Gabby. "Make yourself appear a victim of the crime to eliminate yourself as a suspect."

"I hardly even know the horse. Besides, I've been at football practice with the guys. When I wasn't, I was at home. Ask the coach or my older brother."

Myra called the coach, he confirmed Vince had attended practice every day. Again, Lamenta confirmed via truth scan. So, Vince was sent home.

Suspect #3 Lumo Kanduri

"So, you couldn't stand that a girl got the role of the Mad Hatter over you, huh?" Gabby said, her and Myra circling the boy.

"Auditions can hurt when you don't make the cut." Myra said. "I should know. I'm still angry about not making the cut for Melody Academy, but I chose to let go. But, It looks like you didn't!"

Myra slammed her hands on a table for added effect, which scared Lumo.

"I admit, I was angry that I was only made an understudy," said Lumo. "But I didn't frame Comedia! If anything, she actually helped me rehearse just in case she couldn't do it for any reason, and I was very thankful to her for it. I even got her this to say thanks."

Lumo reached into his backpack and pulled out a small pink box that had a mini custard pie in it.

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Gabby said, then she noticed something. "Wait a minute. Let me see that."

Gabby took a look at the box and found a logo on it for Force of Flavor.

"That's my dad's shop." Myra said.

So, Gabby went to Master Windu and Strawberry and asked if either of them recognized Lumo. Strawberry definitely did.

The pranks all began last Friday. But according to a receipt, Lumo had gone to the bakery on Thursday, two days ago.

Two days ago... (Strawberry Sundae's P.O.V.)

It was just another day at the bakery. Mace just got there after dropping Myra and Kade at school.

"Morning, Strawberry." Mace greeted.

"Morning, Mace."

I went into the kitchen so I could show Mace the little toppers I designed for his wedding cake, when I heard another customer come in. So, I went in to go answer them, and two Rodians arrived. Lumo and his dad arrived before going to school.

Mr. Kundari is actually one of our newest regulars, and I remember what our regulars like. For him, mocha espresso latte and a jawa croissant. Lumo, on the other hand, always loves to eye all the cupcakes. He looked particularly curious that day.

"Looking for something, Lumo?" I asked him.

"Kinda. I wanted to look for a treat to say thank you to someone who did something nice for me."

"Who and what was the deed?"

"Well, there's this pony who goes to school with me, and I'm her understudy for a play. She helped me rehearse my lines so I could do a good job if I do fill in for her."

"Sounds like a pony I know."

Luckily for him, I had just finished making a bunch of mini pies, including a specialty of mine... custard pies. We were having a special on them that week, so I recommended one Comedia would like, and as you can guess, Lumo was interested, and I sold it to him. Even threw in putting it in one of our special boxes for free so it would look extra nice.

Present Day... (no P.O.V.)

"I never got to give it to her, though." Lumo said. "I was distracted by a lot of the pranks. Then on Thursday, I didn't see her when we were supposed to try on costumes, and then the next day, I heard she was arrested. Is she okay?"

"She's fine, she was bailed out." Myra said.

"Will you make sure she gets the pie?"

"Sure, we will." Gabby said. "You can go now."

Mace took Lumo's hand to walk him out.

"A dead end on the likely suspects." Gabby narrated as more saxophone music was played. "Brittney sat like a rock in her room all week, Vince just played like a dog and chased a ball across the field, and Lumo... the only crime he's committed was sneaking a bite of his dad's croissant when he wasn't looking. In a situation like this... the case feels colder than an ice cream truck in a blizzard on Hoth."

"Do you have to narrate like that?" said Myra. "And does your uncle really need to play that?"

Carmine stopped playing his saxophone for a moment.

"Just practicing." Carmine said. "But Gabby is right. We gotta question the unlikely suspects now."

"I'm telling you guys, I didn't do it." Comedia said.

"Relax, Comedia." Gabby said. "We just need to confirm you have an alibi for each day. Now, the pranks began on Friday last week. Can you walk us through everywhere you've been since then?"

So, Comedia thought back and recalled as much as she could.

On Friday last week, she'd gone straight home after school and did her homework. On Saturday and Sunday, she spent at the Jedi Temple practicing lines. Monday through Friday, she'd, of course, been at school. But according to the places the pranks were places, as well as the fact that no students or faculty saw anyone behaving strangely during the day, they had to have been set up at night.

On Monday, Comedia was doing Jedi training with Master Sinube. On Tuesday, Myra confirmed she was with Comedia at a movie. On Wednesday, Comedia was in the library studying for Jedi training, which Madame Jocasta confirmed. And on Friday, yesterday, she'd gone to the store with Ki-Adi to buy art supplies for a project right before she was arrested, and before that, she'd been rehearsing lines with Myra.

"What about Thursday?" Gabby asked.

Suddenly, Comedia's ears fell, and her eyes got shifty.

"Comedia? What's wrong?" Gabby asked.

"Uh... well..."

"Comedia," said Myra. "Please tell me-"

"Uh, I think my dad's calling me! Gotta go, bye!" Comedia rushed off like a bullet.

"Okay, that was strange."

Gabby went to Remix and asked him if he knew where Comedia had been on Thursday, but he didn't. So, if Comedia wasn't on a date with Remix, where had she gone and what was she hiding?

Comedia put on a dark cloak and quietly snuck out of her bedroom while everyone else was asleep, when she bumped into a Temple Guard and was worried she would get in trouble.

"Shh! Please don't tell. I'm just going outside for a bit. I'll come right back. I promise." Comedia said before running off to the nearest exit and flying off

The next morning, Ki-Adi woke up and started to get dressed, but when he was going to put his boots on, they were missing. So, he checked his closet, and found all his shoes were missing.

"Hmm... that's odd."

So, he went to brush his teeth before breakfast, except right after he did, his teeth were turned green!

"What the-?!"

Ki-Adi looked at the toothpaste tube and caught a whiff of what was inside. It wasn't toothpaste at all! It was green cake frosting.

"I thought it tasted a little sweet."

But it wasn't just Ki-Adi. When he left his apartment, he found many Jedi had all their shoes stolen, so now everyone was forced to walk around barefoot or in socks, which could get slippery on certain floors. Not only that, but it seemed every chair had a whoopee cushion on it, everyone's sugar had replaced with salt, and several lightsabers were missing too!

Ki-Adi went into Comedia's room, only to find her bed hadn't been slept in. Benny was still there too. The only living thing in there were Nemo and Sheila, Comedia's pet clownfish.

"Too bad I can't speak to the two of you," said Ki-Adi to the fish.

Suddenly, he heard a noise from Comedia's closet. So, Ki-Adi walked over and pressed the button to open it, and... WHAM! He was hit with an avalanche of all kinds of junk. Bags of salt, whoopee cushions cake frosting tubes, and everyone's shoes and lightsabers. Ki-Adi couldn't believe this.

He immediately rushed out and asked if anyone had seen Comedia.

"I found her!" Magenta called.

Ki-Adi followed Magenta to Master Yoda's quarters, where Comedia was all curled up, sleeping on the rug.

"Sleeping here, why she is, the question is." Yoda said.

"Comedia, wake up." Ki-Adi said, petting Comedia's muzzle.

"Huh?" Comedia's eyes fluttered open.

"Young mare, I believe there is some explaining to be done?" he said that more as a statement than a question.

Comedia was immediately struck with fear again.