Molly ducked behind the oversized stack of teddy bears, sifting through the assortment of wrapped gifts with practiced fingers. Each box whispered promises of high-tech gadgets and rare collectibles. Across the room, Bill hovered near the bouncing castle, his bulky frame barely fitting under the clown-themed arch. They waited for the right moment, as kids swarmed the buffet like bees on a honey spree. Suddenly, a balloon popped, causing Bill to jump. He turned, flashing a grin that didn't quite mask his nerves. "Molly, you in position?" he hissed through a walkie-talkie, code for 'are you surrounded by enough stuffed animals to make a small country jealous'. Molly sighed, flicking a strand of hair from her hazel eyes. "Yeah, Bill. Just remember the plan. In and out. No tangling with the piñata." Bill chuckled, his eyes darting to the glittery piñata swaying above the herd of children. "Wouldn't dream of it. Let's make this birthday one they'll never forget." They shared a smirk, knowing all too well it wasn't the kind of unforgettable the birthday boy would boast about in his class. Their caper was about to begin, with a twist that would send these presents on a wild ride, far from the grasping hands of greedy kids.