The Laptop Dilemma

Hey, everyone! Sorry I haven't been on for the past two days...
You probably want an explanation, don't you? Well, have a seat. This is a long story.
I'll tell it in a 3rd person narrative way, ok? So here we go. . .

Mudd and his Flock were flying over the Rockies, looking for a cave fit to land in. They had just found one, and swooped in, when they all collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion.
"Whoa!" gasped Sting, the most tirable of the group. "I can't even move my wings, man!" He elapsed into a fit of coughing, before sinking to his knees.
Turtle nodded. "Hey, Mudd. Let's see if you have... anything on your blog. That should get us... energized again. Right?"
Mudd nodded. "That sounds good. I'll get online right now." He opened his laptop, a fairly new Apple iBook, and pressed the POWER button. The screen flickered to life, coming on as a soft blue hue, with a silver apple in the middle, but with no bite. All as usual. But then it wheezed, and shut down again.
Ray came stumbling over. "What's wrong? I thought you were gonna turn it on, right? I mean, like, that's pretty... off looking, to me dude."
Mudd looked at the dirt-streaked, hopeful faces of his flock. He sighed, and muttered, "I guess I bumped it on the cave floor when we landed or something."
"What was that, Mudd?" Turtle asked. She had heard what he said, but had to make sure she wasn't hearing things. Mudd didn't make mistakes!
Mudd cleared his throat. "It musta gotten scratched up or something, and the memory got crushed. We can... er, 'get' a new computer when we get to Denver. Ok? It won't take even a day more."
Sting sat up, and breathed, "But... we're all tired. Won't we have to rest? I mean, I sure couldn't fly yet!"
Mudd agreed to a short rest, and the flock slept for 2 hours. Then they flew towards the city of Denver.

Ok so right here, I just have to say that I really had no clue what had happened to the computer. And still don't.
I'm gonna skip a bit here, and get onto when we actually GOT to Denver, over a day later.

As they walked down the streets of Denver, the flock saw a small Apple shop. They went inside and found an Air. "Whoa!!! Lookit this!" Shouted Ray at the top of his lungs, so that everyone in the store stared at him.
Mudd looked at the people. "What? Don't YOU think this computer is pretty cool? Besides, he's only 6."
Sting was looking at the desktops, while Turtle was examining the more practical laptops, like the iBook that they used to have. When a store clerk walked up to Mudd (who was standing in the doorway, looking around uncertainly) and asked him what he was looking for, he shrugged. "A small laptop that I could take with me on flights," he said, then looked shocked. Darn it. I said 'flights' I was planning on, like, 'long trips' or something... oh no.
But the clerk looked unruffled. "Yes, sir. Right this way." He walked over to the Airs, and gave a looooong speech on them. Mudd eventually tuned out, but he was saying something about how sleek and portable it was. YAWN!!!!!!
When he was FiNaLlY done, Mudd interjected, "How much is it?" He had a little gold nugget that he had found in the floor of a cave, but he wasn't sure what it was worth.
The clerk showed Mudd the price tag, thinking that this little kid couldn't possibly afford it, and where could his parents be, while Mudd held up the nugget. "Is this enough to buy it?" he asked, and the clerk looked amazed.
"Is that... is that REAL?!" he asked incredulously, and Mudd nodded. The clerk gave Mudd a few computer cases, 6 computers, and 4 iPhones, which Mudd handed out among the kids.

And now I'm in a book shop (called the Tattered Cover) in Denver, typing this on my new laptop.

Keep on Flyin!
-Mudd
Denver, Colorado