Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRKJ6ETDESFPF5AD5B0G4M

The warehouse smelled of stale pizza and ambition as Molly and Bill crouched behind a stack of cardboard boxes, studying the flyer for the Saturday birthday bash at the community center. The party was a rainbow of balloons, squeaky toys, and a cake that could feed a small army, making it the perfect target for their next caper. Molly, with a grin as wide as a clown's red nose, tapped the map with a stubby finger, pointing at the side entrance that led directly to the gift table. Bill, ever the nervous sidekick, adjusted his oversized fake mustache and whispered, "We slip past the clown, grab gifts, and vanish quickly." He then added, "I'll distract them with a balloon animal, you scoop everything." The plan unfolded like a slapstick sketch, with Bill practicing balloon twists while Molly rehearsed a silent shuffle past the cake table. The children’s giggles echoed through the hallway, a soundtrack that made the thieves feel like mischievous elves. As the clock struck two, they slipped through the door, their pockets already humming with anticipation of the loot. They tiptoed past the bewildered parents, snatching presents with the stealth of cats, then vanished into the night, laughing.