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In the dusty warehouse hideout filled with old maps and stolen gadgets Molly unrolled the floor plan of the suburban home hosting the children's party. Bill leaned in close his face alight with mischievous glee as they plotted their most ridiculous heist yet. "This party is loaded with presents Molly bikes dolls video games the works we just waltz in grab them all and vanish like ghosts" Bill declared rubbing his hands. Molly smirked tapping the paper "Waltz in Bill you trip over your own feet remember the last job with the banana peels we need better disguises maybe as clowns or pizza guys" "Clowns are perfect kids love them I'll juggle while you snatch the loot from the pile in the living room" Bill shot back grinning wide. "Juggle you drop everything including the plan we pose as caterers sneak the cake in then swap it for empty boxes while they sing" Molly countered pacing the floor. Bill nodded excitedly "Cake diversion genius the parents will be too busy photographing the birthday kid to notice us stuffing sacks like reverse Santas" "Reverse Santas that's us but what if a kid spots the switch we tell them we're the present inspectors checking for quality" Molly suggested laughing at the thought. "Present inspectors ha brilliant give them a fake wrapped rock as a decoy and send them skipping away" Bill added chuckling. They huddled over photos of the backyard where games would distract everyone. Molly pointed "Hit at one thirty when pin the tail is chaos the dog is a tiny poodle toss it a treat and it stays quiet" "Poodles yip too much maybe a bigger distraction like releasing balloons everywhere they float up kids chase we grab and run" Bill proposed. "Balloons yes hide lockpicks in the clown shoes just in case the back door sticks" Molly agreed. Bill frowned "Shoes too big I waddle like a penguin you drive the ice cream truck getaway I load the gifts" "You drive last time you hit three mailboxes claiming they attacked" Molly teased. "Those mailboxes had it coming anyway the van is parked in the alley through the neighbor's hedge we dash" Bill retorted. Molly shook her head "Hedge is thorny wear gloves no snags on the loot the presents include a tablet worth a fortune" "Fortune yes split fifty fifty no arguing over who gets the bike" Bill said. "The bike is mine you take the dolls they resell better" Molly bargained. They argued more over roles. "I'll be the magician pulling scarves you the balloon twister even if you suck at it" Bill insisted. "I suck you make balloon dogs that look like sausages we both go as superheroes capes hide the bags" Molly offered. Bill clapped "Superheroes kids will cheer us as heroes while we heroically steal their joy" "Joy stealing pays the bills now rehearse the lines uncle from out of town bringing surprise gifts" Molly practiced. "Surprise gifts our empty hands then full sacks out the patio" Bill mimed. Molly worried "Kids unpredictable one might follow give extra balloon no locking anyone in closets that's too mean even for us" "No closets just sprint the parents chat inside oblivious" Bill assured. They toasted with soda "To the heist of childhood treasures making us rich without real harm just comedy gold" Bill winked "Comedy until the cops but we'll be long gone in clown makeup laughing all the way"Molly and Bill sat at a wobbly table in their cluttered warehouse hideout maps of the suburban house spread out beside photos of wrapped gifts and a half-eaten pizza. They were plotting their wildest heist yet raiding a children's birthday party for every present in sight. This party has everything Bill a new bike dolls video games even a tablet we just need to get in grab it all and get out before anyone notices Molly said her eyes sparkling with the thrill. Notices those parents hover like hawks we go as clowns big shoes red noses kids love clowns they will crowd us while we empty the living room pile Bill replied rubbing his chin. Clowns I hate the makeup it smears and itches pizza guys instead we deliver real pies as cover then fill the empty boxes with loot Molly countered tapping the blueprint. Pizza costs extra but okay timing we strike at cake time everyone singing cameras flashing perfect distraction Bill agreed leaning forward. The poodle we toss treats it stays quiet then balloons galore release them kids chase into the yard we load sacks like reverse Santas Molly added laughing. Reverse Santas I like it escape through the thorny hedge to the alley ice cream truck I drive you grab no more of your mailbox crashes Bill shot back grinning. Mailbox crashed me I drive better last bank job we escaped clean you load the gifts fifty fifty split no hogging the tablet Molly insisted. Fine split even decoy for nosy kids wrapped brick plus a blob balloon animal send them skipping we pose as surprise uncles from out of town Bill planned. Uncles with fake accents happy birthday where is the gift mountain tools in clown pockets lockpicks if needed but we enter the back door openly Molly practiced the line. Openly yes parents chatting inside oblivious this will be comedy gold like our last job but with confetti and no real danger just presents vanishing Bill exclaimed. Gold until the getaway we vanish in makeup laughing all the way rehearse once more I juggle badly you snatch fast Molly said pacing. Juggle I drop balls you snatch the bike is mine dolls yours they flip easier no locking kids anywhere just extra balloons and run Bill warned chuckling. Run through neighbor yard van waiting this heist makes us rich off childhood treasures without hurting anyone just silly disguises and cake chaos Molly toasted with soda. Riches and stories to tell later to the biggest laugh of our thieving lives Bill raised his can they high fived maps fluttering ready for the absurd score tomorrow.