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Molly slipped the flash drive into her pocket, her eyes scanning the backyard. The kids’ bounce house loomed like a neon castle, and a mountain of wrapped gifts glittered under the string lights. Bill crouched behind the garden gnome, checking the lock on the candy table. He whispered, “The alarm’s set to twenty‑second snooze, we’ve got just enough time.” Molly smirked, “Great, I brought the vacuum. We’ll suck them out like a carpet cleaning marathon.” He lifted his climbing gloves, “First we disable the motion sensor—tap‑tap, and it’s blind.” She replied, “Then I’ll swing in through the inflatable tunnel, grab the biggest pile, and hand it to you.” Bill nodded, “Watch out for the clown, he’s armed with a squeaky horn.” Molly giggled, “If he squeaks, we’ll just pretend we’re part of the party entertainment.” Bill checked his watch, “Midnight in five, we hit the gift mountain.” Molly counted the red ribbons, “Twenty‑seven presents, three oversized plushies, and the golden trophy.” Bill whispered, “The door’s ajar, just wait for the clown’s cue.” A distant dog barked. They exchanged a conspiratorial grin, then slipped into the shadows as the party music swelled. Moonlight reflected off the frosting, painting shadows on lawn.