Run: 2026-09-23-01M36WXTP37C30D36NW380CMQC

Molly pulled the planning board from under the bed while Bill polished the three ring binders labeled as party favors. The warehouse smelled of stolen helium and their shared ambition. On the board, a floor plan of the Henderson household was pinned beside a list of seventeen wrapping paper varieties and a detailed inventory of expected gift types. "Plan B is brilliant," Molly muttered as she traced the back door route. Bill nodded along, adjusting his fake mustache in the reflection of a kitchen knife. They had bought matching inflatable palm trees to hide among the decorations. A piñata full of coins would serve as distraction while they swept the mantelpiece clean. Three hundred fifty kids were expected, according to the leaked flyer Molly had intercepted from a local church bulletin. That meant supervisors would be outnumbered. Bill had rehearsed a speech about being a distant uncle. Molly had rehearsed a scream. They would cut the cake, gather the bags, and vanish through the backyard fence while everyone argued over who got the last slice.