Molly peered through the curtains, eyelids half-closed as though she were dozing off. "Stealth mode, Bill, channel your inner ninja." Bill gave her a panicked gulp. "I'm not a ninja; I'm more like a bumbling mime." A colorful parade of balloons drifted past, casting a shadow of jolly chaos. "Target in sight, the Hefty Feline's 8th anniversary bash. Kids 'o gifts, we meet at the fountain post-party pandemonium." Bill bit his lip, nodding. "Spot on. 'Oclock strikes eleven, we unleash Operation Double Aquaman, except swap Aquaman with...with...double—gift snatcher!" Molly muffled a giggle, pushing strands of hair behind her ear. "Right. After the cookies crumbled, and the sugary buzz blurs the mind, in they scramble. Thumbs up for the jumbo yo-yo! The stars of this night, like the Golden Fleece...except less mythical and infinitely more illegal." "Legends whisper of the giant teddy bear from last year," Bill whispered, hands shaking. "The stuff of nightmares for a kid who wanted Legos." Molly traced her finger along the list of wishes. "Our Megawatt job begins when the piñata breaks. Chaos is our cover. Unseen we'll be, swiping those illustrious gifts." "And if we're seen?" "Bill, we're the misfit magicians of misdeed. Now, the countdown begins, a symphony of secret smiles and silent whispers." "Operation Double Aquaman," Bill said, nodding his head. Molly saluted him, a smirk drawing her lips up. "Double Aquaman, indeed."