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The dim glow of a flickering streetlight cast long shadows across the alley where Molly and Bill huddled over a crumpled party invitation. “A *children’s* party?” Bill scratched his scruffy chin. “You sure about this?” Molly rolled her eyes. “Think about it—no security, distracted adults, and presents wrapped like shiny little treasure chests. It’s the perfect score.” Bill frowned. “Yeah, but what if we get caught? You ever tried outrunning a mob of sugar-crazed six-year-olds?” “Relax,” Molly said, adjusting her black beanie. “We’ll blend right in. You’ll be ‘Uncle Bill,’ the magician with the disappearing gifts act.” “And you?” “The overly enthusiastic aunt who ‘accidentally’ loads the presents into her car.” Bill sighed. “Fine. But if some kid starts crying, I’m out.” Molly grinned. “Deal. Just remember—no taking the clown’s nose this time.” “That was *one time*—” “And yet, here we are.” A distant cheer erupted from the party venue. Molly pocketed the invitation and nudged Bill. “Showtime. Let’s go make some kids… *unhappy*.” Bill groaned. “You’re terrible.” “And you love it.” They slipped into the night, armed with nothing but bad intentions and a questionable moral compass.