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// Chapter 2: Look what the cat dragged in 
// Story: Batmare: Mischief n' Mayhem 
// by Dragowolf17999 
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Chapter 2: Look what the cat dragged in

With whip in hoof and jewel in her peripheral vision, Catmare leaped onto the window and held onto the windowsill with her diamond tipped claws. Oh how much she adored them; hoof made of course, she couldn’t fathom how pathetic her costume would be if she bought them from a shop! Simply horrid!   
‘Right, let’s get on with the task at hoof! No time to dawdle! The jewel is right there!’ argued Catmare to herself. She could never get fashion out of her mind; although that wasn’t always a bad thing.
Carefully, with the precision of a fox, she cut through the window with her claws and made a hole large enough to fit her. Rarity leapt through the window performing a front flip and landing – as all cats should – on all four of her hooves. Being careful to not leave a scratch on the velvet red carpet, she trotted towards the glistening jewel. Staring at it, Catmare could make out the intercut design etched onto the octahedron. As she lifted the prized possession with her magic she could see at the corner of her eyes artificial life coming from… the window? 



Following the ‘Catmare’ was quite easy, all Applejack had to do was keep up with her acrobatic skills which – because of intense training with former acrobat Rainbow Dash – was as hard as taking a nap after an all-nighter. One of the harder parts was to keep track of her and not use a flashlight or any source of light at all! Of course, it was all worth it to see another criminal off the recovering streets of Manehattan; after all there are other more dangerous criminals roaming around the four corners of Equestria. 
Batmare stopped her chase after the cat burglar entered a large five story building through a window. ‘ Clever mare…’ thought Applejack as she saw the burglar front flip through the hole in window that she created from what seemed to be ‘claws’. This was her chance! Reaching into her Bat Belt, she pulled out a mini flashlight and binoculars and grappled – using her hoofy/handy (?) Bat-grapple – onto a building adjacent to the same building the criminal was in. However insteed (get it? Insteed, instead) of jumping right into action, she waited for the right time to strike. 
Using her binoculars and flashlight, she saw the face of her ‘enemy’; a unicorn. Her coat was pristine white and she had a meticulously prepared, royal purple mane in big, long, loose curls. Her costume was a leather suit with her tail uncovered and on her face, she sported infer red goggles tinted to an electric, neon yellow colour. Covering her head was a leather cowl with cat ears protruding out of her own. Overall, her body was covered head to tail with leather except for her beautiful cyan-blue eyes and her muzzle. 
Suddenly, the cat burglar whipped her head towards the source of the light, the flashlight! How could she have let her guard down? Quickly, as the mare was paralyzed with fear, Batmare leapt through the hole in the window and did a forward roll towards the robber – losing her flashlight in the process.  In response, the unicorn levitated a black object in front of her. Squinting her eyes, Applejack could make out the silhouette of the object; a whip!
With a smirk plastered on Catmare’s face, she grabbed Batmare’s neck by her whip and hauled her over her head. Taken by surprise, Batmare got back on her hooves and tackled the jewel thief in blind rage as she was cackling at her.  Whilst on top of her, Batmare could see that the ‘Catmare’ was blushing slightly and raised an eyebrow at her.  The Dark Knight shook her head and raised her hoof above the mare preparing to punch her. She hesitated. Why did she hesitate? Hesitantly, she punched her forehead and then lifted her up in her dazed form. Another pony in jail, going to be in jail rather thought Applejack.
Catmare woke up on the Batmare’s back, being carried to the MCPD – Manehattan City Police Department. Squinting, she could see her trusty whip being wedged in between Batmare’s Bat Belt and her spandex suit. Being carried in the harsh, always raining city on Batmare’s back of all ponies against her will was very frustrating – to her at least. With the last bit energy, she grabbed her whip with her hoof and directed it at a lamp post. Pulling at her whip, she effectively travelled at least ten metres. Out of Batmare’s grasp, she parkoured herself onto the roof of the MCPD building and ran off into the night before Batmare could even react to her escape. 
“Maybe not another pony in jail.” Sighed Applejack as civilians gathered around the scene.  As the Dark Knight reached for her bat grapple, something occurred to her, “The jewel!” screamed Applejack as she frantically searched her bat belt for it. ‘Darn!’ she thought as she grappled through the night sky of Manehattan. How could she let a two-bit thief steal a stolen jewel that she stole from the stealer? That darn Catmare!