Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY8ERCF04Q7ZQYV1J67VE13

**Title: *The Great Toy Heist*** The back door of the McGinty mansion creaked open with a sound like a sleepy toddler’s sneeze. Molly adjusted her gloves, her breath fogging the cold air. "Bill, you’re late. Again." Bill grinned, already halfway inside, his sneakers leaving muddy prints on the porch. "Had to stop for a *quick* snack. You know how kids are—always got a candy bar in their pocket." Molly rolled her eyes. "You’re a menace. We’re here to steal presents, not feed the neighborhood." "Fair point." Bill tossed a stolen bag of chips onto the kitchen counter. "But if we’re doing this, we might as well make it *fun*." Molly groaned. "We’re not here for fun. We’re here for *gold*—literally. The McGinty kid’s got a vault full of toys that cost more than my rent." Bill cracked his knuckles. "Then let’s make it *epic*." A loud *BANG* echoed from upstairs. Molly’s ears perked up. "They heard us." Bill’s grin faltered. "Shit. We’re screwed." Molly grabbed her flashlight. "No, we’re not. We’re *inventive*." She flicked the light on, illuminating the hallway. "Bill, what if we—" "*What if we what?*" "*What if we pretend to be the kids who left the presents?"* Bill’s eyes widened. "You’re insane." "*Exactly.*" Molly held up a toy truck. "We dress up, we *act* like we’re just kids who forgot their presents, and then we *steal* them." Bill groaned. "You’re a genius." Molly adjusted her wig. "Now, who’s ready to pull off the *perfect* heist?" Bill grabbed a pair of oversized pajamas. "I’m in." The door to the party room burst open. A group of giggling kids spilled out, followed by a very confused-looking security guard. Molly and Bill froze. Bill whispered, "*Now what?*" Molly grabbed a nearby toy, her voice squeaky. "Oh! We’re *so* excited! We forgot our presents—" "*What the hell are you two doing here?!*" Bill’s face turned beet red. "We—uh—we *borrowed* some toys from the party!" The kids gasped. The guard’s face twisted. Molly and Bill exchanged a look. Molly whispered, "*This is going to be a disaster.*" Bill grinned. "*But it’s *our* disaster.*" And with that, they launched into their most convincing performance yet—complete with stolen candy and a very dramatic "oopsie."