Batmare and the foal wonder!

Batmare and Pipsqueak ducked and dodged as best they could while penguins rained down among them like fat, well dressed lawn darts. The foal wonder somersaulted nimbly through the air as Batmare performed a series of graceful hoofstand back flips. Pip proceeded to execute a zig-zag maneuver as the dark mare leapt to one side to avoid a particularly precise penguin.

"Great pointy penguins Batmare, this is a prickly situation!"

"Take heart, old chum; I have an idea, follow me!"

Spurred by her words of encouragement, the duo dashed to the relative safety of the bat cave via a secret entrance (with newly planted local foliage) and disappeared. With their targets gone, the polar bears and penguins looked around in confusion. Finding nothing better to do, the animals began to wander around.

"What's going on, why did you stop?" The pure white pegasus demanded. "Where is the Batmare?"

The wandering creatures payed her no heed, however. The pegasus growled in frustration and stamped her front hooves. Seeing that the tantrum was getting her nowhere, Polar Mare decided some aerial reconnaissance was in order. Fortunately, the cloud of snow had settled and visibility had returned, so finding weak points in the mansions' defenses should prove easy.

As she flew high above Moon Manor, the white mare noticed some of the penguins had found the pool, and one of the polar bears was lounging in the hot tub with a brand-name soft drink. A little ways away, some more polar bears and a group of sporting penguins had taken up an actual game of lawn darts, with the penguins as the darts.

Shaking her head to clear it of those strange images, Polar Mare resumed scanning for an entrance of some kind. Finally, some flashing lights caught her attention. What appeared to be a series of neon arrows all pointed to a door on the side of the mansion, a billboard above the door read 'This door is unlocked at all times, and cannot be monitored due to technical issues. Please do not use to sneak in!'. A smile slowly spread across the gullible pegasus' face, she had finally found her way in.

The small foal looked around the room nervously. "I don't know Batmare, I'm pwetty sure that's not how microwaves work."

"Are you saying all my experiments have been for nothing, old chum?"

"Oh, no, Batmare, I'm just saying you might have drawn some diffewent conclusions."

"It's simple, normal sized microwaves can't harm ants, therefore, a super-sized microwave won't harm normal sized animals! The tin foil is just there to scare them." As she spoke she used her magic to finish crinkling up the last of the giant tin foil balls that lay scattered throughout the room.

"I really, really hope you're right."

After patiently waiting for the lawn dart game to finish, Polar Mare rounded up her army. Pacing in front of them, she began to speak.

"All right my friends, I have finally found a weak point in Batmares' defenses. Today, we eliminate the source of that evil object in the Everfree, today we fight for nature!"

In her mind, the creatures all cheered and roared their approval; In reality, they exchanged dubious glances, unsure about the future prospects of following their obviously unhinged leader. Nevertheless, at her shout of 'Charge!' they obeyed, rushing toward and through the indicated door, despite the sign posted above it politely requesting otherwise.

Batmare and the foal wonder watched from the observation window as the giant room filled with perturbed penguins and polar bears. Batmare raised her hoof and slowly brought it toward a giant red button.

"I'd say that should be most of them, eh Pip?"

"I, I don't like this idea, anymore." Pip replied, wavering. "Please don't do this, Batmare!"

"Don't worry, Pip old chum." Batmare foreshadowed with a gleam in her eye. "This will all be over soon."

With a barely audible chuckle, the dark mare brought her hoof down with unflinching finality. A deep, reverberating whirring noise began as an unseen motor kicked on. The lights in the city momentarily dimmed as the power demand tripled in less than a second. Startled squawks and pained bellows could be heard in the room below. Blinding lightning danced around the enclosure, jumping to and from the foil balls.

The panicked animals turned and fled as one. Watching in frozen horror from the doorway, Polar Mare was unable to get out of the way as the entirety of her Bi-polar army stampeded over her.

"See?" gloated Batmare, "they were bear-ly singed!"

"But- but that doesn't make any sense! Microwaves don't change size just because the room does..."

"The answer is simple, old chum, science!"

"That's not how science wor-"

"SCIENCE!"

"But you don't even-"

"SSSCCCIIIIEEEEEENNNNCCEE!!!"

Sighing, Pip gave up, he knew it was useless to argue once the Royal Canterlot Voice(tm) was used. Together the dynamic duo stepped outside and made their way over to the unconscious mare. A white rabbit stood by her side, looking concerned.

"Well, Pip old boy, I suppose somepony should inform princess Luna of this development so she can notify the police. Why don't you keep an eye on our fine feathered friend?"

"Sure thing, Batmare!"

Pipsqueak waited until Batmare was out of sight. Looking at the rabbit, a thought occurred to him.

"Say, you're this pegasus' friend, right?"

The snow white rabbit nodded his head.

"You know she needs help, and putting her in custody is the best thing for her... right?"

Again a nod in the affirmative.

"If I leave for a minute, do you promise not to take her anywhere?"

A third nod.

"Great! I'll be riiiiight back!"

Pip took off toward Mount Trotmore as fast as his little legs would carry him.

Panting heavily, Pip finally crested the ridge his parents had most likely been on. Looking around anxiously, he finally found two sets of hoofprints leading down a narrow path. Following these, he made his way to a ledge where, sure enough, a shuttered spotlight much like his own was set up. Rather than be relieved, however, our tiny trotter was full of trepidation. If they had left on their own, they certainly would have taken their equipment with them.

Looking more closely at the marks on the ground, it became clear there was some kind of trouble. There were definitely more than two sets of hoofprints. Scanning the nearby areas, Pip found three more set of hoofprints leading to where his parents had been. The problem now was, there were none leading away from the location. It was like everypony had just disappeared! A quick glance over the ledge confirmed that the worst had not happened, so what had?

Distant flashing lights brought Pip back to reality. The police were getting close to the Manor, if he was missing, Luna would ask questions. The puny pony made his way down the mountain, but he wasn't finished here, he reassured himself... not by a long shot!