Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNG5HN4H7YKFJ9QJ81CR7Q8

Molly pressed her ear against the rustling hedge, listening to the squeals of children beyond the brightly colored bouncy castle. The rain had turned the grass into a slippery stage, but the balloons still bobbed like clumsy parachutists. Bill crouched beside her, his fake mustache twitching as he surveyed the scene. A clown in polka‑dot overalls was juggling rubber chickens while a DJ played a pop song that made the toddlers dance like wobbly robots. The party’s loot—pirate treasure chests filled with toys, glittery gift bags, and a towering pile of presents—sat on a table under a canopy of rainbow streamers. Molly whispered their plan, outlining how they would slip in as extra helpers, swap the cake for a decoy, and vanish with the gifts while the kids chased the piñata. Bill nodded, his eyes glittering with mischievous anticipation. He adjusted his oversized hat, checked his pocket for the emergency glow sticks, and gave Molly a conspiratorial grin. The plan was absurd, risky, and perfect for a heist that would become legend for generations in the underworld of birthday parties. Molly: Easy, we blend in, grab loot, and bounce now. Bill: I'm in, keep the piñata away from the kids.