Run: 2026-10-08-01M4DAK1W6858J82RR59MB4X1D

Molly tapped the blueprint of Pinwheel Hall with a pencil she had chewed flat. "Three guards, two cameras, and a bouncy castle guarded by a clown named Doodles." Bill squinted at the paper. "Why is there a bouncy castle on a heist map?" "Because it sits between us and the gift table. Pay attention." "I am paying attention. I'm also eating a biscuit, which is a different skill entirely." He adjusted the fake moustache that kept drooping sideways like a wet caterpillar. "Who are the guards?" "Retired security men who fell asleep at the last three birthdays. I checked." "And the cameras?" "We loop them with the magician's act. Every time he pulls a rabbit out of a hat, the cameras swing toward the rabbit." "That's clever." "Thank you." Outside, a child shrieked with delight, and a trumpet blared a happy little tune. Bill winced. "I hate that trumpet." "Everyone hates that trumpet. That's why nobody will look at us." Molly flipped the page. "The party starts at two. The kids will be distracted by face paint and the magician. The presents go into the storeroom at half past two. That's our window." "Right. So once we're in, what's the plan?" "You grab the large boxes. I take the small ones. We do not touch anything wrapped in glittery paper." "Why not?" "Because glitter gets into everything, and I am not explaining glitter to a judge again." Bill went quiet, then leaned closer. "Wait. Is that the unicorn lamp? The one with the eyes that light up when you hug it?" "Bill." "I'm only asking if we're taking it." "We are not stealing a lamp. We are stealing presents. A lamp is not a present, it's a bribe." "A very shiny bribe." Molly sighed and stood, smoothing her hired clown costume. Its polka-dot sleeves were itchy, and the rubber nose squeaked whenever she breathed too hard. "Let's go. Remember, if anyone asks, we're here for the balloon animals." Bill grinned and held up a plastic sword. "And if they ask about the sword?" "Tell them it's for the piñata." He tucked the sword into his belt and followed her toward the side entrance. Behind them, the trumpet started up again, loud and cheerful, and somewhere inside a little girl began screaming happily that the rabbit was back.