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The night before the birthday bash, Molly slipped through the backyard fence, her sneakers whispering against the grass. She surveyed the colored balloons bobbing in the wind, the inflatable castle looming like a pastel fortress. Bill arrived moments later, lugging a sack of black‑glove tools that clinked softly as he set them down beside a pile of discarded streamers. They crouched behind a hedge, eyes scanning the open patio where a table overflowed with wrapped parcels, each box promising a child's delight. The scent of frosting drifted from the kitchen, mingling with the giggle of a toddler who had already drifted to sleep. Molly tapped a finger against her temple, recalling the layout of the party in vivid detail. Bill adjusted his cap, his mind already rehearsing the timing of the diversion. Together they plotted every step, from slipping a glittery confetti bomb into the dessert station to slipping out through the side gate once the chaos peaked. The plan was simple, audacious, and absurdly festive, a perfect heist for two mischief‑minded thieves who loved the thrill of a surprise. "The cake is a distraction, kids will stare while we." "We grab the gifts, slip out, and vanish quickly now."