“Alright, Bill, here’s the plan,” Molly said, rubbing her hands together. “Operation…Party Crasher is a go.” “Really? ‘Party Crasher’? You couldn’t come up with something cooler? How about ‘The Great Gift Grab’?” Bill suggested, adjusting his beanie. “Too cliché, Bill. We’re stealing kids’ presents, not robbing a bank,” Molly retorted, rolling her eyes. “Anyway, we need to focus. What’s the main objective?” “To get the presents!” Bill exclaimed, looking almost too excited. “Like, all the presents!” “Exactly. But there’s a twist. We have to blend in. We can’t look like, you know, nefarious thieves,” she said, gesturing at their black outfits. “Right, right. So what do we wear? I’m not going in there with a clown wig, Mol. Last time didn’t end well.” “Trust me, we’ll fit right in. We’ll go as party guests. I’ll be a fairy princess, and you can be… whatever’s not a clown.” Bill grimaced. “Why do I have to be a fairy? Can’t I be something cool, like a pirate?” “Pirate? Really? They have cake-shaped treasure? Just go with fairy; it comes with a sparkly wand!” “Okay, okay. But I’m calling myself Captain Sparkles if anyone asks.” “Sure, Captain Sparkles,” Molly chuckled. “Now, what about your disguise?” “I’ll wear a tutu—” “No, no! You’ll scare the kids! No tutu,” she interrupted. “Fine, what do you suggest? A tutu in discreet colors?” Bill crossed his arms. “Just wear some normal clothes and let’s not draw attention. This isn’t a fashion show. We dodge the adults, grab the loot, and leave.” “Grab the loot and leave? Sounds easy enough. What’s the exit strategy?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “We sneak out the back, away from the pinata crowd. Nobody will notice two fairy princesses sliding out with bags full of toys, trust me.” “Right! And if they do notice?” Bill’s eyes widened. “Well, that’s why we put the fairy dust on first… oh, I mean… a distraction. We create a distraction!” “A distraction? What do you have in mind, fireworks? Because I'm pretty sure that's not safe for a five-year-old’s birthday.” Molly laughed, “No, not fireworks. We just spill juice or something. Kids love juice. It’ll cause chaos.” “Juice it is! A heartfelt thank you to grape! What if the parents get mad?” Bill asked, gnawing on his lip. “Too busy dealing with a sugar rush to notice us making our grand escape!” she reassured him, holding up her glittery wand. “And if they do notice?” Bill asked again. “Let’s be honest, Bill. Who suspects party-favor fairies?” “I mean, you should see the look on their faces when we swoop in! ‘Oh no, it’s Fairy Robbers!’” Molly snorted. “Exactly! The fairy robbers would simply sparkle away.” “Alright, I’m in. Captain Sparkles and Princess Molly ready for the heist of the decade!” Bill announced, puffing out his chest. “Let’s get those presents while they’re still not looking! It’s time for Operation Party Crasher!” “Just remember,” Bill said, grabbing a bag, “I want at least one plush dragon!” “Fine! You can keep the dragon, but I'm taking the unicorn! Deal?” “Deal! Sparkles unite!” With their plan finally set, they high-fived, already envisioning themselves skipping off into the night with armfuls of stolen joy, giggling all the way.