Ooooy, am I tired. I know its been over a week, but, I was so tired from the mission that I just woke up. So anyway, here's what happened.
In exactly a week (I had spent a lot of time scouting out the house and buying new equiptment) I was headed to the Neohome that I had to burgle.
To my surprise, I met up with Arin on the way there. She nearly gave me a heart attack.
"ARIN! What the heck are you doing here?"
"This is where one of my old owners lived, doofus. I'm trying to find out about my past." An angry purple light burned at the tip of her tail. I gulped.
"I have an assignment to do. I have to burgle this house or..." I let it trail. She nodded, and the light at the end of her tail went out. Then she said the two words that saved my life.
We made a plan. She would go and talk to the owner (and an Acara ex-sibling)about her past (and distract her) while I stole the whats-it-called artefact. If she got chased out of the house before I stole that artefact thingy, she would cast an invisibility spell and join me. Urg. Magic makes me queasy. So we went our separate ways. She rang the doorbell, I took out my web claw and shot a web up to the windowsill high above. I began to reel myself in. Then something bad happened.
I heard a snicker above me. A green Gelert head (I expect it was Yoricko) popped out of the open window.
"Sayonara, sucker!" he howled as he took out a knife and cut the web. I dropped like a rock. I was pawing the air, trying to find a pawhold, when Yoricko got sick of watching me fall and took out a huge thingy that shoots fireballs. (I'm not that good with item names.) I had managed to hook a paw around a windowsill, and was ready to drop at any moment.
"Boom!" Yoricko howled as he shot it. The fireball hit my forgotten-about Web Claw. I fell off the windowsill, still scrabbling for a hold. Then, I just stopped.
"Huh... wha?" I was clinging to the wall! Which is, by-the-way, impossible. So either I'm part Petpet or I got that Web Claw fused to my paw. I'm not going to stick around to find out. I scuttled up the wall as fast as I could. Yoricko stared at me, eyes popping out of his furry, green head. With a hard right hook, I dropped him. Then I tied him up with rope and dangled him out the window. (Who said I'm kind?) Then I began my sojourn inside the house, pausing to pick up the fireball-shooting thingy. It would probably get a good price on the black market.
Finally, I had explored every room but one. The living room where Arin was chatting with the owner-person and her Acara. I gulped. The only way around was, up.
I was perched on the ceiling, looking down at the owner's head. She was holding that artefact-kabod-whatsit in her hands. Oh, triplefungebalony. Then she asked Arin her name.
"My name is Arin24_2001."
Oh, boy, did that set her off. She started screaming, and yelling, and waving the artefact at Arin. Then, doing something that I thought was only possible in comic books, I shot a web down and lowered myself to the floor.
"Its two-on-one, you useless (censored) owner!" I pulled out the fireball-thingy. The light re-appeared at the end of Arin's tail. The owner's eyes narrowed. Then all h-e-double-hockey-sticks broke loose. The Acara came galumphing into the room.
"Ilisa, they got Yoricko! Quick, get them before..." The Acara's gaze came to us. "DIE!!"
I leaped forward to engage Ilisa while Arin howled a fire spell that the Acara dodged. I'm pretty sure Arin tail-whipped it, but then I had wrestled that Artefact-thing-kabob-WHATEVER away from Ilisa and was runing out the door, away. Arin soon followed, a bright red light burning at the tip of her tail and a cut over her left eye.
"C'mon, run, COWARD!" she yelled, leaping into the air. I shot a web into the darkness. It stuck! I retracted it and....
"I'm safe!" I yelled happily. Then I saw what my web was stuck to. I gulped. Inside the armored car, a face leered out at me from the driver's seat.
"Right on time, Swift Rouge," said the mysterious masked figure. I shoved the artefact-whatchamacallit and the fireball slingshot thing. I heard noises. He was watching a replay of my entire sojourn in the house on video!
"Good job. In three weeks you will be formally inducted into the official Neopian Crime Leauge." Then he drove off. I went home. Yeeeaaarrrgghh. I'm gonna go back to bed.