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Molly rehearsed her evil laugh in the bushes while Bill tried to squeeze a rolling suitcase through the back door of the community hall. Inside, balloons bobbed and children shrieked over a mountain of presents stacked beside one enormous birthday cake. Molly said, "We sneak in at three." Bill, sweating inside a borrowed fairy princess dress, replied, "The parents will be busy." Molly nodded and pointed toward the window where a clown juggled rubber chickens dangerously close to the treasure. Molly said, "We grab every present." Bill whispered, "Even the pink bicycle." Molly grinned and checked her getaway shopping cart shaped like a dragon. Bill added, "Pink rocks." Both thieves agreed that stealing from toddlers required precision, courage, and absolutely no moral compass whatsoever because they were complete disasters with terrible timing and worse disguises that fooled absolutely nobody except perhaps the goldfish watching from its bowl nearby somehow. They practiced tiptoeing over empty juice boxes while debating whether the giant stuffed dinosaur counted as one present or two and whether the bouncy castle could somehow fit inside the dragon cart for their daring escape. Bill insisted the dinosaur was legally a friend, not loot, and volunteered to carry it.