L is for Lovable thief"My frickin' chocolate!"
"I didn't do it," mumbled Near. "I didn't eat your chocolate."
"Who said anything about eating it? I just care that it's gone! Near, I know you did it!" Near twirled a strand of his hair. Mello smacked Near's hand away. "Near! Just tell me where you hid it!"
Mello glared at Near, who glared back. A door slammed. "Wha'd I miss?" asked a boy. It was Matt, punching buttons on what seemed to be some video game. "Level Four! HELL YEAH!" Matt seemed to realize he wasn't hitting the mood just right.
"He stole from me! He stole my damn chocolate!" Mello yelled. Matt raised an eyebrow.
"Near, never thought you liked chocolate."
"I don't. I didn't steal anything."
The door slammed again. "Whozitnow?" Mello demanded. It was L.
"I heard the racket," said L, chomping on a finger. "What is going on here? Explain yourselves." Matt stepped forwards.
"Near stole choc-" Matt began, but Mello yelled on.
"Near stole my chocolate! He obviously wanted revenge because I threw his blo