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Molly crouched behind the hedge, peering through binoculars at the gaudy backyard bouncy castle. Bill squatted beside her, fiddling with a comically oversized pair of fake mustaches. “We hit the presents at cake time,” Molly whispered. “Kids are distracted, parents are half-drunk on fruit punch.” Bill grinned. “Genius. I’ll wear the mascot head. No one suspects a sweaty six-foot bear handing out goodie bags.” “Last time you wore that thing you tripped over your own tail and nearly concussed a toddler.” “Details. We’ll use the smoke machine from the clown’s van. Create chaos, snatch the gifts, slip out the side gate like we’re part of the entertainment.” Molly rolled her eyes. “If anyone asks, you’re my emotionally unstable brother who thinks he’s the Easter Bunny in October.” “Rude. I prefer ‘traumatized uncle with commitment issues.’” She checked her watch. “Twenty minutes till piñata. You ready to ruin some childhoods for PlayStations and Barbies?” Bill cracked his knuckles. “For the score of a lifetime? I was born ready. Let’s go make those little demons hate magic forever.”