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Molly peered out the cracked windshield of their rusty van at the house overflowing with balloons and streamers while kids raced around the yard. Bill nervously checked his watch as afternoon sun beat down. "This job is perfect Molly those presents stack higher than a Christmas mountain and we take every last wrapped box before the cake comes out." Bill shook his head hard. "Stealing from a children's party Molly feels dirtier than our last museum flop what if we get chased by toddlers armed with juice boxes." "Relax Bill the parents stay glued to their phones filming stupid dances we waltz right in grab the loot and out the back gate no one notices till thank-you notes never arrive." "How exactly do we get past the front lawn chaos without looking like kidnappers." Molly pulled two clown wigs from a bag and stuffed one onto Bill's head. "You go as the surprise clown blow up balloons that pop immediately make the kids scream with laughter then I sneak through the side door while everyone piles around you." "I hate clowns Molly and these shoes squeak like dying mice every step what if a parent recognizes us from TV." "Wear the big red nose dummy and juggle apples from the snack table drop them all for extra laughs your fail becomes our perfect cover I fill this giant sack with gifts in under two minutes." Bill fiddled with the fake nose. "Okay say I keep them distracted with bad magic tricks how many presents are we talking here and can we carry them without spilling." "At least forty from my count expensive tablets toy cars designer dolls we fence them next town over for enough cash to retire to a real circus life." "Retire Molly we said that after the bank vault and ended up eating ramen for months this time feels cursed." Molly laughed and tossed him the rainbow suspenders. "Trust the plan Bill when they start the pinata you signal with a loud 'whoopee cushion' I pop out toss the sack over the fence into the van and we vanish before the sticky candy hits the grass." "What if the birthday kid spots us first and yells thief." "Distract him with a free balloon animal shaped like a dinosaur then whisper its magic only works if he keeps quiet forever kids believe anything." Bill practiced a clumsy card shuffle that sent the deck flying across the seats. "Fine but if this goes south we never rob a party again I swear next job is something grownup like a jewelry store at midnight." "Deal Bill now help me load the empty sacks and practice your honk so parents don't kick you out early." They spent the remaining minutes reviewing the layout Molly had sketched: side fence release gate unlocked after guests arrived living room gift pile near the window wide hallway free of traps and the getaway timed to the birthday song chaos. Bill still muttered doubts while Molly beamed at the comedy of two crooks among screaming kids. "One last check Molly if a mom asks for my clown name what do I say." "Call yourself Bubbles the Balloon Buffoon she will laugh so hard she forgets to watch the presents I promise this heist writes itself into legend." Bill finally grinned despite himself and started the van engine ready to roll two blocks closer.