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Molly eyed the brightly decorated suburban house, a sinister gleam in her eye. "Looks like a rique time, eh Bill?" Bill smirked, adjusting his elf costume. "Like stealin' candies from a baby. Those greedy little rug-rats 'n their gifts won't know what hit 'em." Molly chuckled, lifting a massive ladder. "First things first - you're scarin' the puddin' bowls. Put on a better show for the wee rascals." Bill rolled his eyes, grabbing his squeaky toy. "I'm no thespian, love. But if it makes sure I get a 'medicated' chocolate cake under China 'nables, I'll do me best" Both bumped their ways to the garden, setting the ladder on a crooked angle. Molly began the climb, while Bill waved to the attendants below. "Happy birthday!!!" He called out loud to the party, trying to ignore the surprised looks. The comedian grabbed the cake, promptly sitting on it. Molly watch from above, her grin widening like a cheetah. Bill groaned over the noise, pie stuck to his face. "Thank you for your contribution to our cause. Come 'n get it." Molly swung down like a pendulum, landing beside him. The two laughed, making for the house, chocolate smeared and combat ready. They were determined to score the best stash on the block, and didn't care how many hoops they'd have to jump through.