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Molly crouched behind the inflatable unicorn, her eyes darting over the brightly colored balloons. “Bill, are you sure about this? A children’s party?” “Oh, come on!” Bill whispered, peeking around the corner of the bouncy castle. “It’s the perfect cover! All the parents are distracted.” “Distracted by cake and clowns,” she replied, skeptically. “What if they catch us? I’m not ready for a showdown with a ten-year-old dressed as a superhero!” Bill chuckled, adjusting his ski mask. “Just think of the loot! Those presents are practically begging to be liberated.” “Liberated? Is that what we’re calling theft now?” Molly raised an eyebrow, smirking despite herself. “Hey, they’re just toys! We’re giving them a new home—like an adoption center for forgotten gifts.” He twirled his fake mustache, his grin growing mischievous. Molly shook her head, trying to stifle a laugh. “Alright, Professor of Present Liberation, what’s the plan?” “Simple. You distract them with ‘Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star’ while I stuff bags with toys. Trust me, they’ll be enchanted!” Molly sighed, rolling her eyes. “Only you would think of enchanting small children for a heist.” “Just think of the glory, Molly! And the plush toys!” Bill replied, puffing out his chest. “What could possibly go wrong?”