The bandits were getting away, and Mrs. Cremdellern was hysterical at losing her collection of fine cat figurines. David, secretly Leashboy, heard her hysterics, and immediately leapt from the window across the street.
"What is it, Mrs. Cremdellern?" he asked.
"Oh David, it's my collection of fine cat figurines. Those bandits, they -- they stole them!" she replied and then broke out into another bout of weeping.
David ran back across the street, grabbed his ever-ready trench coat, threw it on, and then pursued the bandits. He caught up to them, and when they realized they wouldn't be able to outrun him, they turned to fight.
When they confronted him, they didn't see David, they saw the shaggy-collared, masked hero Leashboy. The head bandit ran to attack, but Leashboy jumped to the side, reached his arm towards the nearest tree, and unfurled a leashed pitbull from his sleeve. The pitbull bit into the tree with a mighty grip, and Leashboy swung out from danger of the attacker.
Leashboy released the pitbull, who furled back into his sleeve, and dropped to the ground. Then he raced towards the group of attackers and began unfurling the pitbull at those on his right, and a snarling rottweiler from his left sleeve to those on the other side. The dogs would bite tightly at any appendage they could catch, and Leashboy would swing back and forth along the taught leashes, defeating the attackers until they had all released the fine cat figurines, and conceded their loss.
Leashboy released the bandits with a stern warning from his dogs, who he then furled once again. Leashboy returned the fine cat figurines to Mrs. Cremdellern, and bid her a good rest of the day. He returned to his home, removed his outfit, and then returned to Mrs. Cremdellern as David.
She continued with her hysterics, but this time at the joy of being reunited with her fine cat figurines, and the amazement at Leashboy. David shared his disappointment at not being able to witness the hero, but once she was settled, he returned home with a smirk on his face.
"Silly old woman" he thought.
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