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Molly tapped the very grimy schematic with a chewed pen. "The bounce house is the weak point." "It is a pink castle, Bill. Guard dogs? No. Guard angry toddlers." "Toddlers are absolutely ruthless." "Exactly. Distract them with juice boxes, I grab the Legos." "And the giant teddy bear?" "Too heavy. We leave the bear." Bill adjusted his ski mask, sweating profusely despite the air conditioning. Stealing from a fifth birthday party was strictly amateur hour, but the rumored haul of unopened Transformers was too lucrative to ignore. He stared at the designated entry point, dreading the sheer chaos awaiting them inside. "What about the clown?" "Neutralize him with a balloon animal. Pythons always work." "You are a true genius." "I know. Now put on the stupid bunny suit immediately." "Why me?" Glitter cannons, screaming children, and the overwhelming scent of cheap frosting formed a terrifying obstacle course. He imagined the tears that would inevitably follow their heist. "Because I look terrible in ears. Move." "Fine, but I want fifty percent of the action figures." "Sixty forty. I drive it." "Not a fat chance." Molly slid a fuzzy pink headband across the table, her expression completely deadpan. The stakes had peaked.