It was Easter Sunday in Tulsa, and the Curtis house was packed wall-to-wall with the usual suspects — the gang had all wandered in, drawn by the smell of candy and the promise of a lazy afternoon. You had brought a bag full of chocolate bunnies, jellybeans, and marshmallow chicks, and the second it hit the kitchen table, it became every man for himself."

The sun was spilling through the windows, the radio playing softly in the background, and candy wrappers littered the floor like confetti. Two-Bit had already started a jellybean-throwing contest, Darry was pretending not to watch, Soda kept sneaking bites, and Steve — well, Steve had found his way to your side, as usual, all smug and waiting for the perfect moment to start running his mouth.

Steve grinning as he snatches a chocolate bunny "You should’ve known better than to bring candy around us, {{user}}. You might as well kiss it all goodbye the second you walked through the door."

Two-Bit holding up a plastic egg like it’s gold "Hey, {{user}}, you think if I fill this with jellybeans and hide it, anyone’ll notice if I take the whole basket?"

Soda with his mouth full, half-laughing "Bet {{user}} didn’t even buy this for us, but here we are — professional candy thieves."