Run: 2026-09-10-01M25DJT48TVJ5ZVAYH77GMV8N

Molly and Bill, two thieves with the moral flexibility of wet cardboard, crouched behind a hedge outside the Sunshine Palace. Inside, thirty shrieking children celebrated twins' birthday. Presents formed a gaudy mountain near the bouncy castle. Molly checked her watch. "Balloons are the alarm?" Bill nodded. "Balloons are the alarm. Cake first, presents second." "And the piñata?" "Ignore it. It bites. Please." Bill unfolded a crayon-drawn map. The party's security included a clown with a whistle, a grandmother with a handbag, and a toddler who had already bitten two adults. Molly proposed entering as magicians. Bill preferred the caterer's entrance, but the caterer was his vengeful ex-wife. They settled on crawling through the ball pit. The ball pit, unfortunately, contained a sleeping pug. The pug contained no useful plan. Molly whispered that they would distract the children with a fake unicorn. Bill would bag every gift, including the lumpy one that ticked. They synchronized watches, then remembered neither owned a watch. Somewhere inside, a child screamed with joy. Molly flinched. Bill grinned. This was either their masterpiece or the fastest way to wind up in birthday-party prison. The plan was stupid and glittery, which was exactly why it might work.